POV: Carina
I took him by the hand and led him to the dining table.
Mr. Cole and the maid had prepared a generous spread of delicacies, every dish laid out with quiet precision.
"Sir, madam dinner is ready."
"What are you talking about, Mr. Cole? It is Lizzie, remember? The roleplay," said Mr. Cole.
"Hmm. Mr. Damien did not strike me as the type but good for him."
"Well, Lizzie would you help me? Go and get my wife, Carina, and let her know that dinner is ready."
"Yes, sir."
I left, and a moment later I came back again this time stepping fully into the role of his wife.
"Thank you for sending Lizzie to get me," I said warmly, settling into the seat. "I am absolutely starving."
"Of course."
Mr. Cole pulled out the chair for me and I sat down. He left with the maid, pulling the
