The next few days were like a dream.
Roman was different, more present. More in touch with his feelings. He wouldn’t let me do anything, insisting he wanted to spoil me and I needed to relax.
We spent three more days in the hotel, fooling around and having s*x wherever and whenever we could. We just couldn’t get enough of each other.
We did everything together, clinging to one another like a second skin. Roman took me dancing and we did more sightseeing. He took me shopping some more and made me try new dishes. But mostly, we spent time indoors, basking in each other’s company.
It was everything I ever wanted, and more.
On the fourth day, Roman took me to his mansion by the countryside. It was as beautiful as the one back in New York, except more vintage. Every décor was attentively
