Delilah’s Guilty Pleasure
The aroma of red wine, tomatoes, and herbs that filled the kitchen, made the atmosphere rich, and mouthwatering.
"Forty-five minutes more, Mrs. Romano. Low and slow, just as you specified."
"Perfect." Emilia smiled, tasting the sauce from a wooden spoon. Her eyes closed in satisfaction. "Oh, that's beautiful. Jax is going to love this."
Her assistant, Claire, appeared in the doorway, with a phone pressed to her shoulder. "Mrs. Romano? The masseuse from Serenity Spa is confirmed for seven o'clock. I've set up the massage table in the east parlor, with candles, and essential oils—lavender and eucalyptus like you requested. Should I have them bring their own music, or would you prefer the sound