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~Mirabelle~

I rolled to my side, a yawn escaping my lips only to find tht Mariano wasn't on the bed with me. His side of the bed was empty. Running my fingers through my hair, I got up and slipped on his shirt before moving to the bathroom to wash up and then finding my way downstairs to probably go look for him. Annie was already cleaning when I arrived in the living room. There was also a man with an apron in the kitchen when I checked. Moving back to the living room, I signaled Annie.

"Good morning ma'am." She greeted when she got to where I stood.

"Morning, Annie. Who's that?" If I had known there was a man in the house, I wouldn't have emerged out of the room with just a shirt, no bra or panties on.

"Oh, that's chef Gourmet. Mr. Lorenzo hired him three weeks ago after you left."

"Oh. And where's my husband?"

"He's in the gym, ma'am."

"Okay, thanks." With that I made my way to the gym.

Slowly, I pushed open the door. He didn't notice me come in and so I just leaned against the doo