And there she was, sleeping peacefully without knowing the devil was in her midst. The devil, huh? Was he the devil? Marcel knew there were men in this world without even being in the Mafia, much crueler than him. No, compared to them, he was just touching the tip of the ice. But he bet that was what Arianna thought of him.
And perhaps, it was better she thought of him that way, because if she knew how much he was taken by her, she might ask for paradise. And that he wasn't ready to give her because paradise was an illusion, but the world on her feet was reality.
Marcel bet the position she was in was uncomfortable and was tempted to lay her down - but not with that gun in her grasp. If she woke up suddenly, she might shoot him unintentionally from the fright.
