Loving night

Ethan

Naëlla doesn't know it, but the driver I put at my disposal is one of my handymen. It's true that at first, I didn't give a fuck who she hung out with or what she did. But since I discovered that this gigolo who served as her boyfriend had not managed to sleep with her, it put me on the alert. It's true, as a man, I put myself in his shoes and I felt that his ego would be hurt knowing that he had been with a woman for years without succeeding in touching her, whereas another can do it as he pleases. It is therefore from this moment that I asked the driver to be more vigilant. He informed me of all her slightest movements and even the altercations she had with him when he wanted money, or even when he demanded that she sleep with him. I must admit that Naëlla impressed me once again. She didn't hesitate to end their relationship, just to avoid being perceived as a whore. I'm sure many women in her place wouldn't have sacrificed their childhood love for a husband who was forced u