Smitten

Emile Astor feared he was losing his mind.

He had barely heard from Iris in a week and a half. Ever since the phone sex call Iris had been cold and distant. She only texted him and they were all very short messages. The latest being ‘maybe we should talk when you’re back’.

Maybe? And that meant another week of no communication! He hated this.

Sienna was noticing that Emile was only half enjoying their trip. When they were out to dinners and dancing he was present and having a good time. But the moment they came back to the chateau and he would check his phone, sadness set in.

Iris must not be texting him back. That meant Donovan was doing his job.

She had been bad about communication with Donovan in the last week and a half. She knew that he and Iris had slept together, but didn’t get the full details that she was dying for.

Sienna decided that she would call Donovan during her solo shopping trip. Emile clearly wanted to sulk.

“Hey boss,” Donovan answered the phone. “You’ve been