Scarlett's POV

The urge to hide washed over me, and I met his piercing Icy gaze, but immediately transferred my gaze to somewhere else.

With fear evident in my eyes, I watched as he removed my hairnet and tossed it onto the bed.

His hands gently unraveled my bun, and my long black hair loosened, cascading down my shoulders and back.

He began twisting strands of my hair in his hands as I kept my gaze fixed on the floor.

There was an awkward silence between us, and I silently prayed for him to say, ''Lets go.'' At least I can be safe in my room in the mansion.

"Scarlett?"...