The Sheets
Dordrich Fellogan
She left with the northern sun six weeks ago.
Those were the hardest weeks of my life. I miss her terribly, this separation is unbearable. I live like a zombie, commit acts in a kind of automatism and have not relaxed in all that time. A few weeks ago my secretary dared me to understand, she pointed out that I was heading for a mental breakdown. In all those weeks, a smile has never crossed my face and my gaze is aimless, she complained.
But how and for what can I laugh when the light has gone from my life? Loraine!
Can a man really be as totally drunk with a woman as I am? I went to our penthouse almost every day, not changing the sheets with the smell of our last sex. It's like I'm lying in her arms, breathing in her scent. My princess, where are you?
When I woke up after our wonderful night, she was gone. She was not at her house, nor was she at her company. Once when I couldn't stand it anymore, I stormed in, flew past her secretary to see with my own eyes that her office was tidy and read. That Aziel came running and threw me out like a bastard. I've never felt so small, but to find Loraine I can handle any humiliation.
Mentally exhausted, I then went back to my workplace to earn money to pay my staff. If they were not dependent on the fat salary and many privileges, I would most likely be alone in my companies now. But then a light went on in my head. That Aziel! I got the feeling he knows more about Loraine's disappearance. The way he addressed me was fearless as if he had a lot of power and was not afraid to lose it for the way he treated me.
And luckily I have a few private investigators on my payroll. Elian, the best of them all, laughed at my assignment, as if finding Loraine was a piece of cake. Two days ago he came to my office with the result, it was all on a sheet of paper. Barbados!
Before I continued reading, I took the waiting envelope from my desk drawer. A solid tip for a loyal employee. When he inspected the contents, he was speechless at first but did not forget to thank me profusely before he left hastily. Immediately after reading the information, I had my private jet prepared to fly to the island. To my chagrin, we couldn't leave until after five hours because the pilot had left for Boston for family visits and still had to sort out the documents before departure.
I suppressed my impatience and drove straight to that very expensive jewelry store where I had already bought her the Ruby. This time I choose a bracelet with a collage of the different gemstones but a ruby in the shape of a heart at the ends. I was also able to find a necklace to match. The assistant was more than willing to put it in special packaging. I didn't even look at the prices, I swiped my credit card, grabbed my present and walked away, carefully checked by the store staff.
And now I sit here in Hilton Hotel, waiting for the population register. The information on the sheet of paper may have an address, but I can't afford to knock on the wrong door. So I verify again, money bends all procedures. I'm sitting at the bar sipping an expensive whiskey when some slut strokes my shoulder from behind and sits down next to me. Great Goodness, help me not to take my frustrations out on her!
“Handsome, are you all alone? Let me drive away your loneliness," she whispers seductively. I turn my head to inspect her. Everything about her is wrong. She is blond and not black-haired, her eyes are blue instead of gray, breasts too small and ass flat.
Nah!! Not nearly enough to get my attention or even get little Johnny to stand.
Uninterested, I turn back to my drink, hoping she'll get the hint. But hey, there are always those persistent types who think that's where the victory lies. When she runs her hand caressing my arm, I knock it off me, my body shivering with horror. “Don't waste your time on me, I'm married and have a girlfriend. Look out for another victim," I snap at her.
With an unfriendly remark she turns and walks away coquettish. And then I see the civil servant coming towards me with an envelope in her hand. My mood improved, my eyes sparkle with hope. “Is the requested information in it?”. She nods proudly, hands me the envelope and immediately leaves. The address matches that on the slip of paper. So my workers are doing a good job. I read that most of her time she works at a yacht club and is good friends with the owner.
I can't believe my eyes. My princess is working?!!
I open my laptop and immediately create a twenty-five million dollar credit card. I walk to one of the retail print shops and have the card with the QR code printed out. My princess never has to work in her life, I make too much money for that. Has she gone bankrupt? Or is she just trying to have something to do?
I don't want to find out, I just want to know that she isn't broke.
I jump in my rental car and drive to her home address. The distances on this island are short so I'm there in no time. But when I arrived, her house is closed and the garage door is open without a car parked. About fifty yards before her entrance, I park along the road, sit in my car and wait for her to arrive. Meanwhile, I turn on the radio so I can follow the news and pass the time. It is now dawn, dusk is falling, she must come home anytime.
And I'm right.
I see the black SUV, the photo of which is in the report, approaching. The windows are pitch black. When I drive up and stop closer, I hear that of a man in addition to her beautiful voice. As long as he doesn't think to spend the night, I have my own plans. After six weeks I am hungry for my princess, this evening I will use to prove to her how much I love and missed her.
I keep waiting and after half an hour, the man drives away in the SUV. When he is completely out of sight I get out and walk into the garage where there is a door that gives access to the house...
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