The german Bimbo 3

Annika spent the night with the rich banker Adrian Herzog. And she dines with him for breakfast, in the presence of the Baron von Silberstein and Lady Vivian.

Marcus is horrified and feels humiliated by his sex slave. He's determined to give her a lesson. And his search for new frontiers of "Bibi's" loyalty is becoming more and more grotesque and perverse.

Will Annika have a chance to escape her new personality and master?

Chapter 1 - Good Morning Sunshine
Wednesday, September 03,2014. It's a rainy morning. Marcus Alexander is sitting in the dining room of the Hotel Adler in Hanover. The morning buffet really lives up to the expectations of a 5-star hotel. The smell of home-made baked goods is in the air. It mixes with many other seductive fragrances. For example, freshly ground and brewed coffee. Or the warm breakfast dishes, which can be ordered freshly prepared at the table.

Marcus orders a fresh pot of coffee. Including Tuscany breakfast. Marcus loves the fresh tomato mozzarella salad, paired with delicious ham scrambled eggs. Again and again he looks at his smartphone. There's no trace of Bibi. The last time he saw her was when she was still serving the drinks.

Marcus had himself amused himself with the loans of other masters that night. But mainly he spent his time making contacts. That's how he met Helge Janßen yesterday. A rich investor from Kiel. He will be looking for an office building in Frankfurt. Throughout the hustle and bustle, he lost track of Bibi. He knows Peter Moser was last with Adrian Herzog. But not if she's still with him.

Adrian Herzog is a red scarf for Marcus Alexander. Almost three years ago, the Viennese banker ruined his financing of a major project in Vienna. Too high a risk, too little collateral, Adrian's bank backed down. Marcus bears this to date, the order volume was 28 million euros.

Marcus still enjoys his breakfast. Although he's waiting in vain to receive a text message from Bibi. He wrote her one time in the night. She was supposed to go to breakfast at 9:30. His position as a master and his ego forbid him to write or even call her again. He mustn't appear to be running after Bibi.

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