Alice’s P.O.V.
As I step into the Master’s room, the powerful smell of alcohol and smoke reaches my nostrils. My eyes widen in shock, seeing the room’s condition. Everything is in complete disarray.
What is going on?
Then my eyes stop at Master, he is sitting on his chair, staring straight with a blank expression and puffing on his cigarette. He is so engrossed in his deep thoughts that he doesn’t even come to know about my arrival.
What’s the matter? I’m frightened.
“Master.” I call him in a soft tone after standing in front of him.
His face is empty when he raises his eyes at me, devoid of any emotion.
However, in an instant, his gaze turns into fiery anger, and he rises from his chair. He flings his cigarette and yanks me to himself by grabbing my arms, and then gives me a deadly
