an a look of pity and felt awful. He knew that being a housekeeper was her job and that Emmanuella had been w

uldn't help but find strange, but since his dad told him to look after her he obeyed his wishes.

, Christian did not know why he did it but strangely enough, he couldn't deny the fact that he was drawn to her. He was self-aware that it was a comb

itate to grab his arm while she pulled him to the kitchen. Christian gave Emmanuella

lts. After Christian left the family mansion a few years back she had made it her goal to take care of him as much as she could. Emmanuella knew that as the heir despite bei

e company of different women couldn't fill that emptiness, neither could his family and friends who were either side eyeing him out of jealousy or kissing up his arse, knowin

le she was setting up the plates. For Christian, it was difficult to get a sin

orking but isn't your friend coming tonight?" Emmanuella as

o would often come with different excuses as to why he couldn't come over, but somehow made time to meet up with different women. Even though the two had known eac

families worked together and business remained business so he worked along from a distance. His eldest son Vincenzo on the other hand was like a brother to Christian.

the Sala family and also grew up with Christian. The two had always rem

est friend who he frequently slept with but even though Isobel was aware that she was getting used she did not c

er. "Is it good?" She asked and leaned over the table to clean his mouth with a napkin. Christian got an embarrassed look on his face and nodded his head li

fully thanked the elder woman. "Always, but don't you think it's time for you to settle

Christian not giving a smart-ass comment, but after technically raising him more th

ake a bullet for his mother, but he was not so sure about the other way around. The only reason why Francesca Lamberti had no complaints a

rancesca came from a powerful family and was well educated, but

ed, but all she heard was a scoff. "I'm not ready to be

Lamberti's growing up without a father and for Christian that was the one thing he did not want. He had always told his dad tha

se he claimed to be the same when he was younger, but

" Christian yawned. Emmanuella was already happy to know that he was at least ge

more time before making his way upstairs. "Thanks, Emmanuella