LoraineI reach for Dordrich to find that the bed on his side is empty. How disappointing, I had thought I'd snuggle up against him a bit more this morning. I do some stretching exercises and get out of bed to take a bath. When I return to the room after an hour, I am fully dressed in casual shorts, with a halter neck sweater.My stomach is growling like crazy, time to do something about it.To my surprise, I see an extensive breakfast on the dining table next to a note. A smile comes over my face, the powerful media mogul has brought himself to prepare a full meal for a woman. How lucky am I!I see everything I love for my breakfast. Boiled egg, bacon with scrambled egg, cheese, sausages, cucumbers, tomato, lettuce and pancakes. Dordrich really took his time to make sure my day starts safe and sound.I take the note and immediately recognize his graceful but masculine handwriting. ‘Think of me and know that I love you, my lady. Meet me aga

I walk with Aziel to the company canteen, hungry as hell.He pre-ordered my food as usual. With his arm around my waist, he helps me sit and takes the seat next to me. The waitress who saw us arrived hurriedly to serve us right away. “Miss Windrug, welcome back. And get well soon to Mr. Winfield,” she says politely. I nod in approval and give her a grateful smile.Aziel begins his meal lost in thought. “Hey, wait until I've left to think about work again. Am I so uninterested?", I scold him and put on an insulting face. He takes out his hand to caress my face. Surprisingly, he suddenly touches me again today after so long. I suspect now that Danner is sidetracked, he dares to approach me again. “Who is the man you are in love with? I so hoped it would be me! Now I have to wait for you again for years till you’re over this fling”, he sighs. I look up in shock, scanning his face whether he's joking or serious. “Aziel?”, I ask him. His eyes remain on his plate. “Just kidd

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

  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

 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