Chapter One Hundred and Forty Four - Epilogue 

Sienna

FEW YEARS LATER

"Fucking hurry up, please!" I said to the maids who scrambled to set out the dining room.

Only the best cutlery and crystal glasses were being used for the occasion. The table would be lined with a white cloth and red placemats. I walked around the room in a black dress which hugged my curves perfectly.

Oh, shit, did we have enough wine? Why were we so last minute? Everything was just disorganised.

Eric and I were hosting a dinner party and it was going to be so fucking good. We invited a lot of, mostly family. They would be here soon and I wanted things ready.

As usual, Eric was avoiding the dining room entirely because he knew that I would be in a bitchy mood. I could understand wh, but Inwas not always moody. I picked up a glass in my hand, turned it over and placed it down when I saw it that was devoid of fingerprints.

Suddenly, I felt two small hands grasp my legs tightly and I chuckled before I looking down.

"You look very handsome, my little man," I