Another Report

Acker’s POV

I finished the call and returned to the Serrano’s house, and just as I walked into the foyer, his young butler, Anton, came in through the other entrance and he bowed to me.

Hearing that Mikael had asked me to take charge of Alicia was a surprise; the blonde man always showed signs of jealousy and while it irked me, it was predictable. This wasn’t.

I brushed aside the questions arising ib my mind and quoted for Alicia to arrive. And so, she did, and when I saw her downcast expression in her pretty face, I knew something was up.

“Darling,” I stood eyeing her from top to bottom. She was still wearing that gown that Mikael had the maid dress ber up in and I had to admit, it looked fetching on her. She wore a coat over it as well, and the butler carried a small bag of what I assumed to be her clothes. “Are you alright?” I asked her, trying to gauge how clouded her mind might be.

To my surprise she reached for me and put her arms around my torso, pressing her face into my chest