Under the Facade

e other maids bowed in response. Luciano stared at all of them with scrutiny, as though checking for a fault. When he could not

ed even a tiny bit of acknowledgment. "Now listen to me carefully," Luciano started. "

ntly replied. Isabella

Aida, "she's the head maid servant, and she's a

ano muttered

o, she caught a sour expression on the h

et. She really felt choked by the air of stinking wealth. They stopped in front of a door which L

black-colored sofas around a brown yet transparent glass table with a beautiful flower vase on top. But then the

at he meant by 'our room.' Living under the same

arate rooms, news might leak out. We have to make it real even to those

o pull the rumor down, but she couldn't really think of both

y. Did she even think he wants to share his room with anyone, let alone her, whom he knew noth

lla finally asked, talk

t immediately. She eyed h

bella felt that that was not going to be a problem for her because she was a very reserved lady. "And Rule n

glared at her for a while then

rself. "That's yours," Luciano said, pointing to a wardrobe, and Isabella nodded. He took out a piece of pa

iddle of sex," Nadia Russo raved, pacing round her lounge as she spoke. "And I don't know w

y she sounded so sad on the phone. "Come on, Nadia. Don't tell me yo

face. "But he didn't fancy you. He only wanted your money, so cheer up and stop behaving like a big baby," Luciano said dryly. He wa

d to let him know that she just couldn't get acquainted with any other person except him. Yes, there were other men,

ciano," she managed to stil

all these years. The same frustration he had felt when his mom had turned her down washed over him, making him feel so bad.

put him in, Nadia cut him short. "Oh Luciano. It's fine," she

passed him one. "Thank you," he muttered, and she nodded. "So what are you doing about

a work call, and they needed him urgently. "What's wrong?" Nadia asked with

to me." He chuckled. "And what does my lady want?" She smiled. "I t

ps." He replied and she nodded. "I will s

could lose her way in the big mansion. Still, then her eyes caught the golden big clock hanging opposite her

. She needed to ver

tairs and found herself in the same spacious lounge. She didn't know

d Isabella. Aida had found her just staring and she knew it was her duty to a

ooking for how to say what she

… make something to ea

ordered nothing." Aida said, sounding sorry. Is

s to ask for anything you want. You

ght, but she wasn't used to ordering people around,

don't call me ma'am. I'm Isabella and I don't

ised a brow. She hadn't expected this kind of person. She remembered the last lady Luciano had ever brought home was a picky, ag

"Okay, ma'am." "It's Isabella." "Master would be

d be displeased if you don't obey me?" Isabella said calmly. Aida hadn't re

s about to leave, but Isabella called her back. "Does he stay up late

m in her own apartment and decided to wait awake because she wanted to be sure she could use the bed. She just stood looking out from the window p

iano. She was quite surprised he could be out without his convoys of cars. She took a glance at the cloc

sonal maid since he was 10 and was still living with his mom. When he was old enough to stay on his own, he had left with her and had made her his head maid serv

ere was a lady inside. And he couldn't freshen up if she was in there. He frown

o it was, she felt her intestines twist. "Come in," she said praying it was loud enough for him to hear.

n her. Luciano couldn't help but look at the lady standing by the window panel. The room smelled