Azlynn’s P.O.V.

I didn’t know I was supposed to babysit a grown up man as Xavion complained, blaming me for abandoning him.

“What was so special here that you left me in bed alone? Is this stove better than me?”

His loud shouts garnered the other servants’ attention, entertaining them with a free show. I could see them exchanging glances and biting their lips to stop laughing.

So, firstly I sent everyone away. “Please leave!” Then, as soon as the kitchen became empty, I jabbed my elbow in Xavion’s rib cage and growled.

“What the hell is wrong with you?”

My precise blow loosened his hold, so I turned to...