Awakening Passion

I was sick of hiding from her, Sick of letting her think that she had won, i hadn’t come here with a big plan. Frankly, i still didn’t have one. For all I knew the best thing to do was get the hell out of here, head back to France, try and forget all about her again. All i had to do was get in my car, get on the freeway, and head to the where my private jet and pilot would be waiting the moment I make just one call.

But it was time to take care of unfinished business. Namely, proving to myself that diana didn’t have a hold over me anymore. And then I would head back to the country who had open her arms for me, soothe my feelings, made me feel like a human and had made me who iam today, and also to give 100 percent focus to the only thing that really mattered: Good food, radio shows, and my Empire.

So i wasn’t going to turn and run, No, I wasn’t going to hide in my spacious modern office, or in my gleaming stainless-steel kitchen, hacking at animal bones with knives sharp enough to do