Luca…
“Luca I made lunch.” Natalie spoke.
One of the things she could never be is a good cook, after being married to her for over five days, I hated ever part of it, there was one thought that lingered through my mind. She never once mentioned her sister. She didn’t even care where she was or even ask to meet or call her
Only I knew what Darius had done and she didn’t.
I took a step toward the dinning room before I settled in, before she could serve me, I waved my hand in the air before one of the other maids walked in with food, one that I asked them to make, I had enough of Natalie’s meals.
“What is she doing Luca? I already cooked for Luca, do you think you can take him away because you made some pathetic food, take it away or lose your job.”
Why could she not be calm? For days
