Angel's POV
He pecked my cheek.
Salvatore Vinci- Souza promised to give me a baby.
I quickly had a wash, changed into a loose summer yellow gown and coiled my hair in coils, spared myself a glance at the long length bathroom mirror, satisfied with my appearance before dashing out towards the dinner room. On getting to the dinner room the room was silent.
Where has the rest of the family gone?
Someone clears her throat behind me and I turn to see it's one of the maids in charge of dishing out the food every breakfast morning. "Madam Tricia couldn't make it to breakfast. She left for an event and Erica wanted her food brought to her bedroom so we set the table for one."
"Oh thank you."
I reach for the seat, "Thank you for your assistance but I can dish my meals myself.
