HOUSE FILLED WITH HER PICTURES

Stefan pov.

I stared at the picture maker slyly with a raised brows, I was so sure that he was confused, judging from the way he was staring at me with his mouth slightly opened. Well, I wasn't expecting him to get what I was saying, he was the one that seemed bent on getting it by force, so I told him. "Can you please shut your mouth? It's beginning to turn irritating and stop trying to get my words, just do your work and get the fuck out of here after."

He shut his mouth in deep embarrassment, clenching his fork and knife very tight that I wondered who he wanted to stab. "Am I save? Or should I call the guards to throw you out of my mansion?" I questioned him and he laughed nervously, I stared at him wondering if he was okay.

"You are save sir, I'm just wondering why your wife will leave you, I mean you're so rich and handsome, so why? Women can just be so ungrateful most times." He said and I spun to my feet in anger.

"Are you nut? It's like you hit your head somewhere and you're m