~{ELLEN'S POV}~
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"I heard you wish to be my concubine? Why? Of all things, why that, Ellen?" Chadwick asked one fateful day when he caught me aimlessly leisuring around.
I had a bright smile as I gave him my full attention and for a moment, I lost track of what I wanted to say.
How is he this fine?
He always dresses like he would be having a meeting with God and never dresses less. You would never catch him in casual clothes, even at night.
"Ellen."
"Yes, Lord Chadwick," I softly called his name as I fluttered my lashes and looked him in the eyes.
"You trailed off," he pointed out and I gave an apologetic smile before saying, "I got lost in you, your grace," and he shook his head at me and smiled.
This is what I loved about him, the fact that he smiles whenever I praise him. It was very effective at lowering down his defenses and I was definitely going to seize it with everything I got.
