More and more intimate photos of Loraine and Dordrich spread across the table. My PI has delivered a thick envelope and every photo that comes out makes my blood boil even more. I take a double whiskey from the cupboard and add some blocks of ice. Good enough to calm down.I look out the window of the penthouse.I arrived here last night, a new plan to get Loraine back to our residence, bombard her with memories of our good times spent here. But yesterday she was missing and also this morning the staff of the hospital did not find her in the rented apartment. And now I get these pictures of where she was and with whom.I walk to the couch and now check them one by one.In Dordrich's arms on the terrace of the penthouse, dining in love, kissing heavenly in a restaurant parking lot and with Dordrich strangled between her legs on a lounger on the secluded beach. This last one is especially maddening.But there are also some with Aziel, that idiot at her workplace
LoraineAfter my conversation with Danner, I drive to my own house. He's expecting me in his penthouse, but I've already decided for myself not to set foot there again. No one, not even Danner, kicks me out of the house and then calls me back. Danner is an adult, and the way he threw me out his door a few weeks ago still hurts. He should have handled our breakup differently. I own a number of houses myself, so to be treated that way by a third party is most humiliating.And besides, Alyssa's words continue to haunt my head. This journalist is quite a leech but is rarely wrong. Her investigative skills are rock solid, and she never shares information without being sure. If Danner indeed faked his amnesia, what does he want to achieve with that? Does he want to mend our relationship that way and is calling me back to the penthouse one of his tricks? I now have to pay close attention to what he says and does, falsehood betrays itself in the long run, it is impossible to
It's my first time participating in a dating show. Seriously, I never struggle to find a date so I don't have to use shows, apps, online websites, or anything. I’m so inexperienced in this. But it is fun. We are five women, Dordrich sees none of us, we do see him. First, the hostess asks the questions, Dordrich listens and gives points for each answer. Viewers can also submit their own points per message. In the end, there will be two candidates, each chosen by Dordrich and the public. And then he finally asks very personal questions to the remaining contestants, much to the amusement of the audience present and viewers at home. He chooses the ultimate winner himself. I can hardly contain my laughter. Dordrich recognizes my voice from all of them, of course. Still, I try to speak in a low voice, sexy and slower than my usual way. The whole situation is so hilarious, the audience is devastated with laughter. The other four women are doing their best to win Dor
Danner Of all your life!! I can't believe my eyes. Is that Loraine I see on my tv screen on that dating show with Dordrich? I knew she had an invite, but she didn't tell me it was going to air tonight. If I hadn't happened to be zipping, I would never have known. I keep watching as she and Dordrich are clearly fooling around. If I didn't know the two already have a hot sexual relationship, I might have fallen for it too. Their questions and answers are so suggestive as if they're verbally making love to each other. Jealousy stirs to my head, I could kill that man! I can't stand it anymore. I turn the television off and I take my phone out of my pocket. “Hey, that assignment, I'm in a hurry. If you can, you can even strike today," I let the man know. He chuckles. “Are you in trouble already, Danner? I just saw the man with your wife on television. Is that why you want to finish him? Don't worry, we're on your case. But his wife i
It's all on social media. Many photos are being shared like crazy.Dordrich and I are in love embracing and passionate kissing, I clinging to his chest, he holding me possessively. An online newspaper even has us half-naked on the beach at dusk so not clearly visible. I'm quite scared. What will this mean for Dordrich's marriage, for his children, I wonder now.I'm still in the penthouse sitting at the kitchen island with a cup of coffee Dordrich left warm for me. I scroll through my accounts, looking startled at the dozens of photos. This is a national scandal. And the comments are not easy. Homewrecker, slut, whore, bitch and more of those derogatory names are thrown at me.And then there's that anonymous account again, saying it already saw this coming, that Danner was just a cover-up and I broke up with him weeks ago. And another account warns that people should wait for an official statement from one of the three of us before judging. Everyone expects Danne
When I arrive at the prestigious hospital, the press is of course bivouacking there again.“Loraine, what exactly are you doing here?”, “Are you here for Dordrich or Elena?”, “Do you have any shame, Loraine? The man is with his lawful wife!” are some of the questions yelled at me. In the meantime, photos of my arrival are being taken diligently. In the distance I see Alyssa looking straight at me. I'm sure I'll have some tough questions to answer in a few hours. There is really nothing that escapes this journalist.Fortunately, Dordrich has provided enough security to help me through the paparazzi so that I can safely get out of the parking lot in the hospital. I am led to a special ward for VIP patients and when I enter I see Dordrich sitting defeated with his wife's hand in his. When he lifts his head and sees me, he jumps up and takes me in his arms. “Ooohhh, Loraine, she's laying there so peacefully, like everything is passing her by. This is terrible!”, he says
In the car, Aziel looks straight ahead as he pulls out of the parking lot. He doesn't look at me, but I can sense his disapproval of the situation.“Loraine, pictures of you and Mr. Fellogan are going viral on social media. Did you indeed dump Danner for him? Is he the man you're in love with?”, he asks emotionlessly. I sigh and decide to tell Aziel the truth. “The answer to both questions is yes,” I tell him.“I don't have to tell you that you're moving in a danger zone. The man is married, for God's sake! And you are with him next to his wife's sickbed. Are you mad? You are playing at high risk and it could be fatal for you. Do you realize the impact of your decisions?”, he responds a bit angry now. “I can't believe you let yourself be in such a relationship. This can never end well.” Another sigh from me. I know I broke my own rules by getting involved with Dordrich, but I don't regret it. The love between us i
AzielI can feel it on my big toe that a storm is brewing. I've been following the news closely, the police have strong evidence that Elena Fellogan's car accident was deliberately staged. And I know where the investigation will go. I tried to persuade Loraine to go on vacation with me, that would sweep away any suspicion on her. But she refused, so I have to think of something else to save her from this unsavory affair that could destroy her reputation permanently.Because now that it is known that she has an extramarital affair with Dordrich, it is inevitable that she will become the prime suspect. The media reports must also have given the judiciary something to think about and she also went to the sickbed of the man's wife last night. Loraine doesn't realize that her behavior is extremely suspicious, she acts out of mindless love without considering the dangers.This whole thing will end to her detriment if I don't intervene. A simple analysis points to her as a