THE HEIR AND THE FARM GIRL

She’s the farmer’s daughter, hired to work in the grand halls of Wildwood Vale, where everything smells like old money and secrets. He’s the heir to it all, cold, untouchable, and already promised to someone else in an arranged marriage he didn’t choose.



But the second she walks in, muddy boots and fierce eyes, he can't stop looking.



She was never meant to be more than staff.

He was never supposed to feel this much.



Now they’re under the same roof, arguing in empty hallways, brushing hands in the dark, pretending they don’t feel the pull.



But every glance lasts too long. Every touch is a risk.

And soon, they’re not pretending anymore.