Salvatore’s POV

(Morning)

We fell asleep in each other's arms and when morning came we quickly showered, and made breakfast. I did most of the work. I fired the previous maid and it would be quite a stretch to hire another maid instantly. It was up to us to make our food. Angel wasn’t a bad cook. She made the meals but considering her condition I supported making sure she never had to exert her full energy and washed the dirty utensils after she was done cooking.

We laid on our couch watching a serial drama when my phone buzzed in my pocket. I picked it to see the caller...