Chapter 41 Let's Talk About It

Dordrich and I live in our own cocoon. It's like paradise on earth. We meet at least four times a week in our penthouse and stay one overnight until the next morning. I've been there more often, I've made it a habit to drive to West Village after work and have my dinner there. In the late evening, if Dordrich hasn't arrived, I'll drive back home. Oh yes, and he also gave me a Rolls Royce Sports of the same model as his but only mine is gray in color. He requested that I always drive this car to our penthouse. I feel so happy with this arrangement, I now see my beloved as often as I want. And Danner. Our relationship is going downward. I can't sleep next to Danner anymore, Dordrich fills my whole being. Just the idea of lying next to another man, letting him touch me fills me with disgust. Dordrich never asks about my betrothed, just as I don't talk about his wife and children. We are both mature and know our obligations to each other. Danner has called me almost every day