Domenico
“You didn’t actually say all that to her. It was rude. You aren’t even supposed to say that to your maid,” Abel huffed, resting against the window.
I kept drumming my fingers against the cabinet while biting the inside of my cheek. “What would you have me do? I didn’t know you could say one thing, then mean another. Plus, it didn’t sound rude to me.”
We were both inside the kitchen, making breakfast. I had given Becky and Darius a day off… and also myself.
I didn’t want to, but Abel suggested it. He said we needed to appease goddess Chiara.
Even though he was my personal assistant, he was first my friend, so I had to inform him about Chiara’s madness, and then he suggested this. I wasn’t an expert at stuff like this, so I had no other option than to listen.
“Actually, if all
