~Victor POV~
I left my office, wanting to go to Bella and put this day behind me. I walked inside the main house to the lobby toward the grand staircase that led upstairs to four of the bedrooms. I passed six of my guards standing post before reaching my bedroom door. Bobby, Bella’s bodyguard, was standing at his post next to my door and I nodded to him, and he answered, "Good evening, Don Bernardi."
Before I could open my door, Rose, the maid, was coming toward me with a tray of food.
“Good evening, Mr. Bernardi. I have some tea and toast for Mrs. Bernardi,” she said, not looking at me in the eyes. Rose was a petite, thin woman with strawberry blond hair. She was in her late twenties and has worked for me for the last four years. Rose was very shy and nervous, never making eye contact
