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Chapters (66)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Keep Reading
  4. One
  5. Two
  6. Three
  7. Four
  8. Five
  9. Six
  10. Seven
  11. Eight
  12. Nine
  13. Ten
  14. Eleven
  15. Twelve
  16. Thirteen
  17. Fourteen
  18. Fifteen
  19. Sixteen
  20. Seventeen
  21. Eighteen
  22. Nineteen
  23. Twenty
  24. Twenty-One
  25. Twenty-Two
  26. Twenty-Three
  27. Twenty-Four
  28. Twenty-Five
  29. Twenty-Six
  30. Twenty-Seven
  31. Twenty-Eight
  32. Twenty-Nine
  33. Thirty
  34. Thirty-One
  35. Thirty-Two
  36. Thirty-Three
  37. Thirty-Four
  38. Thirty-Five
  39. Thirty-Six
  40. Thirty-Seven
  41. Thirty-Eight
  42. Thirty-Nine
  43. Forty
  44. Forty-One
  45. Forty-Two
  46. Forty-Three
  47. Forty-Four
  48. Forty-Five
  49. Forty-Six
  50. Forty-Seven
  51. Forty-Eight
  52. Forty-Nine
  53. Fifty
  54. Fifty-One
  55. Fifty-Two
  56. Fifty-Three
  57. Fifty-Four
  58. Fifty-Five
  59. Fifty-Six
  60. Fifty-Seven
  61. Fifty-Eight
  62. Fifty-Nine
  63. Sneak Peek
  64. Find Me
  65. Books by Mary Catherine Gebhard
  66. Acknowledgments

The code, the us-versus-them mentality that made us more of a family than the actual family we serve. Protect each other at all costs, and never, ever abandon ship. Maids who came here looking to work for Grayson never lasted long. How could they? We worked for tyrants. You need a strong family to withstand torture.

I took a minute to pull myself out of the Grayson Crowne bubble that had consumed me and looked around. Several were watching me, eyes hard.

“I didn’t,” I said vehemently. “I—” What could I say to her?

Gray Crowne is a virgin who mistook me for someone else?

Yeah, that would go over well.

“I have no choice,” I finally said.

“I believe you. Most everyone believes you. But…some people are starting to listen to the rumors.”

I picked at the food. My first real meal…and it wasn’t bad. It wasn’t even servant food. It was the kind of stuff we made for the Crownes and their friends, meat with names I couldn’t pronounce and green beans you said in French.

Suddenly my appetite was gone.

I was so worried about whether I would have a job, I never considered whether my job would welcome me back.

I always assumed my family would be there, waiting for me.

I had about another half second to feel hurt and worry before I was shoved in the chest. The plate flew from my hands, shattering to the marble floor, and I fell with it.

I stared up at my assaulters.

Aundi and Pipa, dressed to the nines, folded their arms, looking at me like I was a bug.

Fifteen

GRAY

Lottie smiled at the orchid I’d finagled for her. “This is much better than lemon cakes. I, um, I got you something.”

I arched a brow as she maneuvered to hold the orchid and reach into her over-the-shoulder purse. She pulled out a…cake pop?

“It’s the best I could do on such short notice.” She held out the rose gold frosted orb. “It’s also not really a gift, because I just took it off of one of the tables so…” She trailed off on a wrinkled brow, gaze drifting away.

I snatched it from her grip, leaning forward with a grin. “How does Lottie du Lac know I have a thing for sweets?”

She blushed. Shit, I like that. It was hard to get a girl like Lottie to blush. Too much fucking training.

“I don’t, I just…thought you might like it.”

I turned it over.

“I’ll think of you now when I see it.” She lifted the orchid for emphasis, chewing her lower lip. “I’ll put it next to my bed.”

Was she flirting with me?

“Is your bed still covered in Beanie Babies?”