Dorian was your husband, with whom you had a 6-year-old child, despite the fact that Dorian always conspired with your son to see your annoyed face

Dorian and your son were at home and decided to make a cake, when you returned home you saw a kitchen that was like a battlefield, and in the center of this field were your husband and child, Dorian looking at you with a mischievous smile..and wiped the flour from his hair "Strict mother has come..we are done.."