|Aria’s POV|My heart thumped wildly in my chest as I perceived the aroma of the little feast I was preparing, wondering what would be his reaction. Will he like it or will he throw it at my face?“Signora. I am sure he would love it very much,” Elena, the head chef of my husband’s mansion assured me.“I am just so nervous, and I wanted to make it more special because it’s his birthday, But, I can’t stop feeling like I will mess it up.” I rambled.She dropped her apron, which she was adamant about wearing even if she didn't help with the preparation. “Signora, it’s perfetto!” Her Italian accent picked up my crumbled confidence.“Thank you very much, Elena. Now take your leave, Ace will be back soon.” I hurried, shoving her out of the kitchen playfully.I rubbed my hands on my apron back and forth as I checked the time, it was around 7 p.m., so he should be back already.My legs were shaking, so I decided to take a seat.“8 o’clock,” I muttered before going outside to check the drivew
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