Salvatore.
After a long day at the office, I head straight to the in-built gym in my mansion to do an extensive workout session and now, I’m walking out of my closet in a new set of clothes that do not smell of sweat. As I head over to the esteemed dining area where we have dinner every evening, I can already smell the succulent roasted turkey that takes the center stage, surrounded by creamy mashed potatoes, buttery green beans, and golden-brown stuffing.
It is a delight and it is all thanks to our Chef. I hired Mr Koupla from overseas to be a tender to our table and he has never missed, not once. I taste my attention from the tab on my hands when I hear the chatters of children. Ciara and West, arguing over the table like something else. One would be shocked at the age difference betw
