Scarlet pov cont'd
I entered the bath and closed my eyes as I leaned on the walls of the bathtub.
"Sigh! If only one would have washed my back!" I mumbled when my eyes widened as I felt the hand on my back!
It was not a woman's hands but a man's! But how could I not realise that a man entered the bathroom?
I turned to only look Evan was kneeling behind me. His gaze was dark and his face was red and I frowned.
"What are you doing here?" my voice was cold but he just smiled apologetically.
"I am your personal servant, my lady. Where should I be if I am not serving you?" he asked back and I was dumbfounded by his cheekiness! Though it sounds logical, I did not know but I felt something was wrong in his wordings.