CHAPTER 44 The View

*Dorian*

The cold wind was blowing, making Aura wrap her cashmere sweater tightly around herself.

*Oh*, *how I wanted to wrap myself around her naked body and touch every inch of her*...

"Welcome to my humble abode," I exclaimed merrily, gesturing at my two guests to follow me inside. "This is the entry hall. Everything you see is original from the hand painted ceiling to the paneling as well a