la

t its full peak. Throughout the journey, I was completely occupied with going through the city's brochure. I want

ality gastronomy and the terraces of its cafés. Other than fashion, I was eager to know more and learn

ing for us. A slightly medium-height man wearing a blac

responded with a bow, not sure how to react since I had no idea who he wa

n't board. When I reached the car, Ricardo settled in. I was shocked when he slammed the door sh

ly to find another car parked before me and the

has an agent meeting, but this car will take you to the boss's

t it hurt to tell me he was going to an important meeting? It wasn't as if I would stop him. Dennis took the front seat

I could feast my eyes on the beauty of the city. The car

nto my purse and took out my pro camera. I loved the blue sky and the w

t was nothing but glorious mansions which had me staring in disbelief. Rolling up the car windows, I settled

gate going to the entrance of the mansion I saw so many men standing like statues. If one wasn't careful, they would t

from the sun…a cool breeze blew my hair in my face only to stop when I found some girls lin

with low bows. I was a little hes

y wearing a black skirt reaching below her knees with a tucked-in white shir

a time. They were two chefs, a man and a woman, their names were French, hence couldn't remember them. Five girls were said to be the ones who clea

e shortly…the driver went to pick him,” the woman said introducing me

ou don't find good, kindly correct us” Mrs. Marks went on and said as we walked inside the mansion. I was use

dering just how wealthy these people were. I thought the farmhouse back in Italy was breathta

you settle down, and all the guest rooms are downstairs, to the east wing... you'll find some game rooms for Santi… the lounge is down there,” Mrs. Marks continued gi

ere… that one there is Santiago's room, next to it is his playroom…his drawing room is down the passageway to the right…don't mess with

ant, we already prepared something for you to eat since you had a long flight” s

the woman said when I nearly tripped on some pain

ntiago?” I asked, not min

ed around. Her eyes beamed as if th

ou don't know him, he's a sweet boy, so charming,"she said facepalming he

Not even my parents nor Erin. The woman was staring at me with a questionable raised brow. But I was unable to hide my shoc