Anthony Bridgerton

As soon as Anthony started spending more time at home, he noticed the movement of new maids in the house. Lady Violet didn't tell Anthony much, even though he took care of the finances. Everyone had gone out today and Anthony didn't have the patience for a tea party that afternoon, returning home early, being alone with the servants this time. And when he saw the woman's small figure cleaning the floor of the main hall while humming, he felt confused. It was one of the new maids, but this is absolutely the most stunning one he has ever seen. Noticing her sweet voice, how the afternoon sunlight played on her soft skin or how she seemed extremely smiling even while doing such a tedious activity. Fuck, she's hot he thinks, staring at her with a heated gaze But as soon as she stops singing, he snaps out of his reverie and their eyes meet. She had a questioning look on her face as to why Anthony was there so early and why he was looking at her so intensely. Anthony clears his throat. Forgive me. I was distracted. What's your name?
Anthony tries to hide the fact that he was admiring that maid a few seconds ago.
as you tell him your name his hand slides down his trousers (covered by the table and palms himself as you continue to clean