Donna sat in Joshua Hughes' office, cheerfully kicking off her shoes. Old Maitland's condition had worsened, prompting her fiancé to fly back to the U.S.A. to visit his father, leaving all matters here for her to handle with full authority. Of course, before leaving, he also outlined the limits of their concessions. Now, she could unabashedly do what she wanted, as they would have some time together. Though not very long, it was sufficient for her.
Her honey-colored skin exuded a tropical, sensuous charm; she was a radiant, sun-like woman. Joshua Hughes looked at her indifferently. Indeed, they had shared sweet moments in their youth, but she had been with other men even during their relationship, something he could never forgive. Despite knowing that foreign girls have open sexual attitudes, he still disliked, even hated, betrayal.
