AUTHORS NOTE: ALL THE SERVANTS IN THE CASTLE ARE WOMAN.
She hadn't noticed Julian was still there. Or perhaps she had noticed and was deliberately presenting herself, knowing he was watching.
Julian's eyes tracked her movements with growing interest. Emma was originally his personal maid before he took her in the harem. Even now, centuries later, she still maintained some of those habits—helping with household tasks, ensuring things ran smoothly. It was part of her nature, her way of showing care.
She bent to pick up a fallen napkin, and her gown pulled tight across her big ass. Julian's fingers tightened slightly on the arm of his chair.
Emma straightened back up and turned toward the kitchen entrance. As she did, Julian noticed how the neckline of her gown had loosened slightly, offering a tantalizing glimpse of her cleavage.
She disappeared through the doorway, and Julian found himself waiting, curious if she would return.
