Chapter 57
Seraphina had just finished her bath and was sitting in front of her mirror, allowing the maids to dress her, all while a permanent blush was plastered to her face as thoughts of the previous night and this morning flooded her memories. The maids seemed to have noticed the several red spots on her skin because they had been whispering to themselves and chuckling in excitement about what might have transpired.
Suddenly, the door swung open without any warning, the sound of it crashing against the wall echoing in the stillness. Both Seraphina and the maids froze, their bodies tensing instinctively. Who the hell was that?
The woman who barged into the room didn't look familiar. Her expression was taunting, a smug smile on her lips as she walked in like she owned the place. Seraphina's brows furrowed. She didn't know who that was, but this was definitely her room. Who did this bitch think she was?
