After almost a sleepless night of fucking, he woke me up the next day looking handsome, already showered, and wearing his Armani suit. He pecked my cheek, while I panicked and closed my mouth dreading my morning breath. He chuckled and lift me to his bathroom and gave me a spare toothbrush, and left me to do my morning business.

I was back in his room and he was giving me his hand, I followed him as our breakfast was already laid out on his balcony table. "I ask the maid to bring it up while ...