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Dinner was torture.

Ramiel sat next to me, and like that wasn’t enough to keep me distracted, his hand rested on my lap almost half the time.

My mind could barely focus on the new flavors Adri had prepared, she said the dish was chicken Alfredo and pasta penne.

It was delicious, she was a wonderful cook.

However, because my husband couldn’t keep his hands in place, I could barely focus on her as she spoke.

But I could grab some things, she had worked for Ramiel for almost 7 years now, she helps around the house and is in charge of the staff.

They are usually other staff around, but not during the weekend, she also lives here but stays downstairs.

Adri was very sweet and it looked like she had a pretty casual relationship with Ramiel, they shared some inside jokes within themselves and she seemed to know him very well.

After dinner I offered to help clean up but Adri dismissed it, she reminded me I was now the co-owner of the house and I didn’t need to get my hands dirty at all.