Uprising.
It all started when I was still in mourning for my late husband.
Damien was very hurt , he was a father figure to him.
He knew him his entire life and now he's gone.
He later acknowledged the passing of his step dad and got himself together. My son can very much handle anything.
I had to move on, it's part of who I am. A robust woman.
Business had to resume as usual.
I woke up in the middle of the night to have a glass of wine. Yes that late and I was thirsty for a glass of wine.
I missed my man , I walked to where his portrait was , I adored him.
Suddenly my eyes turned to Brad's room. He sleeps in the mansion too. I wasn't going to throw him in some servants quarters . He's not a slave , he's my right hand . I was still adjusting to his new position. He and I had alr
