KARIN POV
Climbing the steps to the manor two by two, I knock on the door. “Hello, Lady Karin,” the butler greeted me warmly.
I tried to contain my temper, knowing it was not directed at him. “Hello. Is Ansel in?”
The butler raises his eyebrow but doesn’t address my informality. There is a sly smirk on his face.
At this point I may as well tattoo we had s*x on my forehead.
“Sir Ansel just returned. I believe he’s in his office,” he says.
“Of course he is,” I reply, and the butler moves to the side to let me in. “Thank you.”
“You’re very welcome.”
I stalked past him and made my way to Ansel’s office. Barging in, I don’t let him get a word out. “Ansel, I understand that I’
