Chapter Thirteen
Marianne sat on the floor beside Friedrich during his breakfast. He was entertaining three men, associates in some joint business. None of them found her presence in the room unusual; they knew Friedrich’s private kinks and found them amusing.
The connection she had to Friedrich, consummated the night before, overshadowed her embarrassment. She belonged at his side, naked, if that’s what he wanted. Nothing could please her more than pleasing him.
“Where do you get these women who are so willing to serve you?” one of Friedrich’s guests suddenly asked. This was the first comment mentioning her, and she listened carefully to the Master’s answer, finding herself surprised by what he said.
“She’s the wife of a former colleague,” Friedrich told the three.
“Yes, I’ve heard
