Then, the man's fingers threaded through her hair.
Serena could clearly feel... the warm air and the man's long fingers massaging her scalp.
His movements were light and incredibly gentle.
As his fingertips moved, they brought a... strange, burning sensation.
A pleasant tingle spread from her scalp through her entire body.
It made her heart flutter.
An intense, ticklish feeling.
He was also very close.
The cedar scent from him was intoxicating, mixing with the warm air to envelop her completely.
As he shifted positions...
Serena couldn't help but lift her gaze slightly.
The man was leaning over, the top two buttons of his shirt undone as always, leaving his chest casually open.
The smooth, muscular lines she had seen yesterday once again filled her vision. Above his sexy collarbones...
His prominent Adam's apple bobbed up and down under her gaze.
As if he were trying to seduce her.
Serena's heart uncontrollably skipped a beat.
She kept her expression blank, forcing herself to look away and stare at the pattern on the sofa, trying to steady her breathing.
But the comforting sensation on her scalp and the cedar scent lingering around her made the air feel... thick and heavy.
Nearby, Nathaniel and Fiona were pretending to organize the clothes on the racks, but their eyes kept darting toward the sofa.
Both of their faces were filled with utter shock.
Their young master cooking personally...
That was already a rare enough event.
In all the years they had served him, when had they ever seen him cook?
And now... he was personally drying this Miss Lancaster's hair!
His movements were as gentle as if he were handling a priceless treasure!
The scene was simply too impactful!
If his grandfather saw this, he would probably go wild with excitement!
After all, almost everyone in the Blackwood family... suspected that their young master wasn't interested in women. That perhaps he preferred men?
After all, a woman like Isabella from the Lancaster family-beautiful and so accomplished-had constantly thrown
yeune
herself at him, yet he had always treated her with cold
indifference.
But now it seemed...
It wasn't that he wasn't interested in women.
He just hadn't met the right one!
This Miss Lancaster was definitely their future young madam, no doubt about it!
Seven minutes later.
Nicholas turned off the hair dryer, his long fingers still threaded through the girl's hair, gently combing it.
Even when every strand was fluffy and dry, he seemed reluctant to stop.
His fingertips finally twirled a lock of Serena's hair one last time before he nonchalantly said, "All done. Time to eat."
Serena immediately stood up and walked quickly toward the dining room. “Let's eat."
Her retreating back was a dead giveaway.
As if she were desperate to escape the intimate, tender atmosphere.
Nicholas watched her hurried figure, the corners of his captivating eyes lifting in a sly smile.
Then, he stretched his long, straight legs and lazily followed her.
Serena walked into the dining room, and Fiona was already hurrying after her with a bright, knowing smile. She even chimed in helpfully, "Miss. Lancaster, every dish on the table today was prepared by the young master himself. Honestly he did everything, from washing and chopping the ingredients to cooking the entire meal. We tried to help, but he wouldn't let us."
"Please, have a seat and taste the young master's cooking! To be honest, this is the
first time I've ever seen him in the kitchen!"