They had known each other for a long time, and yet he felt as though he was meeting her anew every month. At every dinner, she behaved a little differently, more and more charming, growing more beautiful, and seemed to be stealing his heart more with each passing moment.

They met every month, at dinners he planned with the utmost precision, wanting to impress her in every possible way. Since he couldn’t shower her with his affection the way he wanted, he planned to shower her with money – just as she deserved.

So, when he heard a soft knock at the hotel room door of number 64, he immediately jumped up from his chair and hurried to the door. He took a breath, carefully adjusted his neatly styled hair, and opened the door with a charming smile.

"Welcome, my dear."