Sean’s apartment was the largest in his class, how could he call this a small place?! Perhaps, someone like him’s standard of size is different from someone like me. A middle-aged woman wearing a white shirt and a knee-length black pencil skirt was busy in the kitchen.

“Good morning, Mrs Valentino, I am Mr Valentino’s housekeeper,” the woman said politely and competently, I guess.

“Mr Valentino used to call me Mrs. Liam,” she added as an introduction to herself, I smiled and my smile was contagious. I decided to explore Sean’s apartment, the owner was busy and immersed in his work. After bathing with us before coming here, Sean kept...