Chapter 2

Our housekeeper is named Reece Nelson, and his rates are unusually low. Most live-in housekeepers around here charge about two thousand pounds a month, but he only asks for twelve hundred. However, it turns out that bargain rates can mean subpar service. He's dreadful at housework—nothing goes right. His cooking is almost enough to call in a health inspector. After just half a day of his trial period, I was already feeling uneasy.

Still, I must admit, his looks are a plus. And, intriguingly, Reece resembles the hero in my latest comic, making him a natural muse.

That evening, Reece…