Chapter Fifty Eight{Davinia}

Darcel, the house keeper's name is Darcel and her daughter's name is Martha. They packed both me and Rolan's breakfast and I took it along with me. Andrei was already waiting for me at the garage.

"Rolan won't trust anyone else to drive you." he says when I approach him with a questioning look.

I blow out a breath as I drop my phone in the pockets of my crop wool white jacket. "Rolan should know I can handle myself."

Andrei nods before opening the door of the jet black Mercedes for me. "He knows." He says under his breath and closes the door softly once I settle into the plush leather seat.

He climbs in the driver's seat and starts the car. I place the box of our breakfast carefully beside me and pull out my phone. It rings, Butcher's name lits the screen and I swipe right.

"Boss del mattino." His raspy gruff voice filters through the speaker of my phone.

I watch the scenery of the neighborhood as we drive by. "Morning Butcher." I return softly.

He breathes tiredly right into