Chapter 10

Your guess is right, frank was not having the best of Sundays. Unless you didn’t guess that one, now you know. Anyway, funny how the mighty were falling, as a playboy Frank used to think until the skies met the heavens and death died a miserable death, no girl was going to take him off the market-by that I mean the dating scene. Guess who was wrong? It was starting to get real to him that he was crazy sick and in love with a married woman he had a one night stand with roughly fort eight hours back. He had tried everything to forget her but the more he did the harder it got for him. That's how he ended up gathering enough courage to call her. The question was, why her? Scratch the beauty part because he had been with hot models some men could only watch on TV.

Frank was lying sprawled on his massive bed covering his Lower extremity. His eyes were wide open, his arms spread. It was almost ten in the morning he had not woken up and his personal butler and guard was getting worried