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Karish opened the car door for me. Forever this gentleman I smiled to myself feeling so lucky to have. He sat in the driver’s seat and buckled the seat belt, sending me a sidelong glance before starting the car After a short drive we arrived in front of a hotel. I recognized it as the one we sat in last time As Karish guided me in with his hand on the small of my back. Whenever we crossed one of the staff, they would nod us respectfully "Good evening Mr Rinaldi" here and "Welcome Mr Rinaldi" there.

"Do you come here often?" I asked in a low voice. Even though he was a regular, it seemed too weird to ignore "I own the place" He replied in a whisper imitating my tone,

Judging from his house, designer suits and expensive cars, it was obvious that Karish was wealthy, but to what extent or what kind of business he owned was something I had yet to figure out that I already knew Karish the Jordan but i wanted to know everything about him. I was hoping this was the first of many things he wou