The next morning, we wake up hungry.
I order an extensive breakfast online and take my woman to the bathroom. We are exhausted from our nighttime escapade, for myself I know that I am taking the whole day off today to get a good sleep.
When we come out of the bathroom I hear the doorbell.
The delivery boy. I swipe my credit card and take in our food. While I'm busy setting up everything on the kitchen table, Loraine walks in a bathrobe. “Dordrich, I have nothing to wear,” she chuckles. “My dress from yesterday is not appropriate for this morning”.
I take her in my arms, pus
Loraine “What the hell is going on here!” Startled, I throw myself against the wall of the hallway, expecting a storm to blow me away at any moment. When I turn around I see no one but Kaylah, the thorn in my side. I sigh with relief, this drama queen surely has something on her sleeve. Dordrich dropped me off in the parking lot a few minutes ago. Reluctantly I tore myself away from him, his kisses are so addictive. When I finally got out of the car, I walked straight into the elevator. I could hear him chuckle at my back, but didn’t turn around to see. And as I walk to my office, I am confronted with this show from Kaylah. She stares at me open-mouthed. “Loraine, since when do you wear such short skirts to work? This is unusual. Something is going on here.” Her drama has now reached the junior staff’s ears and I can see a few peeking through the glass of their room. I roll my eyes and keep walking. Once in my comfortabl
I need a plan, and soon!Danner is on his way here, I'm so sure about that. He deliberately did not call me, but first verified my story with Kaylah. I hate to lie to him, but I want to mature my relationship with Dordrich before I cut all ties. Danner knew from the start that our bonding is just superficial, he pretty much lured me into this engagement.But he also knows not to play hardball. Because with my back against the wall, I make drastic decisions. For now, I don't want to lose him yet, but I also know that I have to come up with a good story. Danner often goes by my attitude, he senses auras when he decides to trust someone.And then this Kaylah!She's already guessed what's going on, of course, so she will sour me further in the future. Sigh, how did I even get the idea to declare that I was going to have a night out with her in the first place?!“Kaylah, listen, let's go to Aziel's office. There I explain everything. And I need your help.” And sure
While walking to my office, I study the file in my hands that I should have left behind for Aziel. But circumstances have changed, and I now need it for my cover up. My mind is buzzing about why I should have to defend myself against Danner for a night I spent with someone of my choice. I've never made any demands on Danner, so I can expect the same from him.‘Because you were stupid enough to get engaged to him', I reprimanded myself. Sure enough, I bump into Danner standing in the hallway like a statue, with his hands folded. “Hi Danner, are you looking for me?”, I ask him with a dazzling smile. I get on my toes and kiss him on the corner of his mouth. He is silent as he continues to stare at me. I look back at him strangely. “What's up?”, I ask him with a frown. He turns and we walk into my study. With one blow he slams the door shut. Startled, I look up at him. “What was the need for that? Now you're drawing all the attention to us. Calm down, Danner," I tell
Dordrich and I live in our own cocoon. It's like paradise on earth. We meet at least four times a week in our penthouse and stay one overnight until the next morning. I've been there more often, I've made it a habit to drive to West Village after work and have my dinner there. In the late evening, if Dordrich hasn't arrived, I'll drive back home. Oh yes, and he also gave me a Rolls Royce Sports of the same model as his but only mine is gray in color. He requested that I always drive this car to our penthouse. I feel so happy with this arrangement, I now see my beloved as often as I want. And Danner. Our relationship is going downward. I can't sleep next to Danner anymore, Dordrich fills my whole being. Just the idea of lying next to another man, letting him touch me fills me with disgust. Dordrich never asks about my betrothed, just as I don't talk about his wife and children. We are both mature and know our obligations to each other. Danner has cal
She Is Gone Aaaahhhh!! I can't believe she slipped out of my hands! All those years of patience, dedication and love I have invested in her. And then another man just comes along and swift her off her feet. Ridiculous! Am I not handsome enough or was I giving her too much space, so she still had the chance to look at others? She is my life, no woman can stand next to her. In all those years that I was her partner, I secretly did had some momentary flings, nothing serious because my mind was always on Loraine. Once a relationship leaked out, with a beautiful blonde who modeled for a new car brand. Strangely we made the front page of a tabloid, I bet my fortune that bitch informed the media herself. Loraine has seen the pictures but never confronted me with the
My phone rings the moment I get out. “Loraine?”, asks the voice on the other end. “You certainly didn't forget our appointment for that dating show, did you? Is tomorrow night right for you?” None other than Alyssa, the journalist on the line. I roll my eyes sarcastically. “Have you already contacted Mr. Fellogan? Did he agree?”, I ask her. She snorts as if it's a pointless question. “ Not yet, because he promised earlier that he would make himself available any time for every social event. So, I first want to see if tomorrow is convenient for you. It is a Live show, please keep that in mind”. “Well, if Mr. Fellogan is willing, I don't think we should delay. Let's do it”, I say more confidently than I feel. “Okay, be here at eight o'clock sharp. Don't be late, we're all waiting for you and Dordrich." When I've put end the call, I wonder where she gets the courage to approach Dordrich familiar. This one is clearly ahead of herself. I now get ou
Flashing cameras greet me when I finally arrive at the hospital where Danner is in intensive care. The press is fully present, Danner's car accident made the headlines of various magazines. And of course, I'm expected. Security rushes to meet me and guides me safely between the many curious people, journalists, and others who have gathered in the parking lot. When I'm inside, I let out a relieving sigh. “Miss Windrug, this way,” a man in a full white jacket signs me. I walk along a few corridors until I am brought into a room with all kinds of equipment. And then I see Danner lying and my heart skips a beat. I can't believe my eyes, his head is all bandaged, a tube has been poked through his throat. A number of wires are glued to his chest. His eyes are closed, he seems to be asleep. “Are you the doctor?” I ask in a trembling voice to the man who escorted me inside. He seems too young to even be out of high school. Nevertheless, he nods in agreement. “Doc
The strangest pictures of Danner and I appear in the media.Someone even managed to photograph us snuggling in the hospital bed. No one from the hospital staff knows how the photographer managed to do it. Also, there were others where I take a tour in the garden of the nursing home with Danner in the wheelchair and we kiss each other.Danner's physical recovery is going steadily. It is now three weeks later, and the doctor is very optimistic about his progress. The internal wounds have almost healed, his ribs and legs are still bandaged.But his amnesia is the biggest concern. He partially remembers the past and luckily, I can help him by explaining. I've been by his side for years so know almost everything about him.Yesterday he started to remember some more things about our relationship. Our big engagement party, to be specific. “Beauty, now I'm sure you're my fiancé. How could I have forgotten such a gorgeous woman?”, he now teases me. I kn