KATHERINE

“Yes, Your Lordship,” the butler said as he exited, closing the door behind him.

Left alone with him, my heart, for some reason, started to race slightly.

Even more so when I saw him stand and walk toward the window, where a selection of liquor sat on a small table.

“Would you like something to drink?”

“No, no, Duke. I came to talk to you about our daughter,” I went straight to the point.

“Our daughter?” He turned with his glass in hand, raising a sarcastic eyebrow. “There’s no one el