Jordan

It feels good to be able to officially call Patricia my woman. Let me not begin to brag about how I asked her to be my woman. I took her out on a date to a five-star restaurant, which I booked just for both of us.

“What is that boyfriend of mine thinking about?”

“How lucky I am to have you in my life.”

“I must be very special then.”

“You are. Süsser, have you finally given it a thought?”

“Given what a thought?” I ask, feigning ignorance.

“You know exactly what I am talking about, babe.”

“Jai, don't get me wrong, I want to be seen outside with you, but don't you think a ball where different dignitaries are is too immense for our first appearance as a couple?”

“Hence the more reason I want to show you off at such a big event. We've been dating for two weeks now, and having to travel to Shanghai back and forth is never going to give me time to take part in other future events. You know how I had to squeeze out time to attend this ball, and that's because I'm one of the sponsors.”

“We are