Kindness is poison

"Oh really?" he taunted. "You always do what you are told, yes. But don't think that I cannot see through your submissive facade."

She didn't say anything. She sighed and asked one more time, "What do you need me here for? Davi will look for me during lunch, so I have to return by then."

"This patisserie makes the best cheesecakes in Darthmore, and I want to taste them."

Sienna's brows twitched. "So?"

"I don't have a company, you see. When I eat outside, Theron often tastes my meals before I do, but he is not here. As the duke, I don't eat outside the castle without someone tasting my food first. Who knows if it is poisoned?"

"So you want me to be your food taster?"

He smirked. "Exactly. After all, you are my personal maid. This should be part of your job."