"Elsa meet my husband Christopher." The tall man leaning on the sink looking out the window turned to her. Elsa stared wide eyed at the ocean blue eyes that assessed her. His expression was unreadable as his gaze swept up from her feet back to her face. She felt incredibly small next to this giant of a man.
"Good day Mr. Menders." she said lowering her eyes to the floor. His stare was too intense for her to hold eye contact with him.
She heard him grunt in reply then he lowered the mug he was holding on the marble counter top next to her. Without another word he strolled out.
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Lucky or BLESSED?
RomansaElsa Deroci was an Italian/French born orphan losing both parents at times she needed them most. Living in Italy where she suffers hardship,she has the chance and moves to America,where she starts her new life in the Big Apple. But could the troub...
