DIEGO
Few hours after Andrea left my penthouse,my door bell rang. Did she perhaps come back? Is she going to accept the fact that I hate people trying to become detectives in my life.
Whatever. I'm trying not to seem bothered about the look on Andrea's face when she left but I can't shove it off. I keep thinking about it.
I opened the door as Monica stepped in. My gaze darkened, knowing that she isn't the one I was expecting to see.
Ever since Monica and I divorced two years back, occasionally when I come to New York,she still comes to pledge as my submissive.
But I found myself pushing her away ever since the entanglement with Andrea which shouldn't be. Was I involuntarily pledging loyalty to Andrea?!
“Diego” She called my name as soon she stepped in.
“What do you want?” I ask
