Roland had given me a room of my own, despite our romantic entanglements. He claimed it was more professional, and I didn't doubt him. There were some things about him that I still didn't understand at all, even though it had been several months since I moved in. We actually did spend many nights together, but even if we did, I would wake up alone. Roland would be just as likely to disappear in the middle of the night as he would before I awoke in the morning. Normally he was just in the main room of the estate, but sometimes I actually had to go look for him. He was always excited to see me though, usually greeting me with a hug and tender kiss unless he was on the phone. I was always happy to find him in the morning. Roland had hired a number of domestic workers, the cast rotating on an almost daily basis. There were both male and female servants, and although I was somewhat uncomfortable with the idea at first, I learned to be okay with it.
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