What makes a person unhappy or happy is his thoughts, not external circumstances. By controlling his thoughts, he controls his happiness.
Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche
On behalf of Edmund:
Joanna fell asleep on me, I felt guilty before her. I was probably enraged by her behavior and the fact that she was staying away from me... I'm afraid of hurting her, afraid of becoming a victim of love myself, I feel like Joanna, she sits in my head every day, I can't stop thinking about her, it's like I'm in a fog... I can barely contain myself from pouncing on her.
I stroked her hair, I just wanted to take her right here in this bathroom, to hear her moan and how she was getting high, to see her roll her eyes at the pleasure I was giving her.
I ran my hand along her curves and up to her luscious heel, my lustful hands going under her panties, I was bursting inside, I wanted so badly to kiss every part of her velvet skin.
Joanna was different, completely unlike the other girls, her personality, her mannerisms, and her behavior all pissed me off, but it also made me think about her every day. I stood up, put out my cigar, and simply took her in my arms and carried her into the bedroom. Her underwear was completely soaked, I couldn't get those soggy pieces of cloth off her as I knew I couldn't take it, I had to get my assistant to do it for me.
I lay down next to her and hugged her tightly, breathed in the scent of her hair and fell asleep...
Morning. 8:35.
I woke up to some noise coming from upstairs, getting out of bed I didn't find the girl, I quickly got dressed and left the bedroom, going upstairs I saw Luca telling funny jokes to Joanna.
- You're a very cool joke, Luca. It's about time you got on the screens. - She was laughing and drinking some kind of cocktail. I saw her flirting with him...
- Good morning, I see you're having fun Luca. - Seriously I started, to which the guy immediately stood up.
- Good morning, Mr. Wright. Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up.
- Get me some coffee. - Said I and the guy left right away and I sat down across from Joe.
- How'd you sleep?
- It was disgusting.
- Why?
- Did you undress me?
- Yes. - I answered shortly, and I could see how angry she was.
- How dare you?
- You're my wife, in case you've forgotten that.
- Don't lie to yourself, we're nobody to each other, twenty-eight days to go.
- Oh, really?
- I'm counting!
- Good girl," I replied, and Luca brought me some hot coffee, "thank you.
- Enjoy," he said and looked at Joanna, she smiled at him.
- Luca you're fired! - I said calmly.
- How? Why? Mr. Wright, I'm your loyal employee. - The boy began to stammer.
- Luca he's joking," Johanna began, "you're a fine man, go to work. - She said, to which I added, "Get out of my sight. - After that Luca immediately disappeared.
- What's all this jealousy, Mr. Wright?
- Honey, if you have an itch between your legs, you can call an escort service. Luca's married.

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