Unwanted Emotions

Mikael’s POV

I stepped into the room, opening it as soon as I heard Alicia ask that question.

I had only come upon her waking up by chance but I wasn’t going to lose the opportunity to have some time alone with her. Acker was hogging her all to himself, the bastard.

“You’re in my home, Alicia,” I said as she looked at me in shock. She was half-dressed, as I had the one of the maids change her into a comfortable silk gown. Some hours ago Acker had taken one look at the gown and asked me how the hell I had a gown just sitting in my home.

The memory made my lips quirk up into a smile and I stared unabashedly at the straps of the blue satin gown that fell over her shoulders, and exposed more of her cleavage.

She hadn’t realized yet.

“M-Mikael-“ She finally got her voice to work but before she could continue I raised my hand and she stopped immediately. I turned to Anton, the son of my former butler and gave him a meaningful look of dismissal. He got the gist immediately and bowed to me,