Chapter 128

• EMMA QUEEN.
• New tutor. I was of legal age, I couldn't have a tutor. Or rather, I shouldn't have a tutor. That man was going to complicate my existence. I knew it, I knew it from the moment he stepped into my living room with an indescribable arrogance, his neck marked by tattoos and a Machiavellian air wearing dark clothes.
• As I sat on the stairs of my mansion, I watched his staff enter with his suitcases, bags, and some of his own furniture. He was settling into a house that I could never fully enjoy for myself. I saw him talking to someone to whom he was giving instructions that I couldn't hear. He was tall, handsome, and his face only showed how male beauty could be frivolous at times.