Chapter 28 Marriage contract

Diana Rodrigues

I took a deep breath and went inside, as I had done the day of the concert. I stood back and closed the door. When I turned around he was near the window, the flat was dim and I could see his silhouette but not his face. I stood in the doorway waiting for him to give his orders, but he didn't. I was feeling silly, it had been a few minutes since I had stood there and he was standing in front of the window watching, he had something in his hands and his fingers kept moving. I took the initiative.

"Good evening" - without looking at me, and staring at the window, he said.

"Would you like something to drink? There's champagne on the table."

"I'll have some" - a glass would be nice, I was very nervous. And I imagine he knows he's my first customer, because I didn't behave like a professional at any point - "It's closed, and I can't open it" - I was holding the bottle in my hands.

He went over to where I was standing and held the bottle, shaking it, and the sound of the cor