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Chapter 28

(Dimitri's POV)

Sweat and animosity cloaked the dining room, though it remained silent enough to hear a pin drop or just the scrape of my fork.

This wasn't a usual dinner for me, and it wasn't due to the presence of two men, whose bruised bodies and egos were bound to their chairs, but because I preferred to eat supper at eight.

Marina swept in to grab my finished plate, dressed in her nightgown, a frilly sleep cap placed on her head. Curiosity pulled her out of bed no doubt, rather than a desire to serve me herself, gossiping and cooking were two of her finest talents. It was the latter that made her become the only woman I considered marrying, regardless if she was twenty years my senior and probably weighed more than me.

My parents taught me to enjoy a meal more than most. They taught me

Deeply sighing as I took a glance at the woman beside me when Marina continued to stand there and stare at my guests, I told her in Italian, "Questo è tutto.”

(That will be all)

She practically ju
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