After having breakfast, Dmitri and I really spend the day inside his penthouse. Like he said, he has no intention of going to work today.

“Are you sure you are not going to work or what?” I ask him.

“Yes, I want to be with you and I also need a break from all those paparazzi,” he explains with a smile on his face like it is nothing.

“Okay, so let’s see,” I utter thinking of what to do next, “Aha, why don’t we watch some movies?” I search for the remote around the bedside table and Dmitri is saying something,

“I think it is best not to open the...