Emilie, can not believe these eyes this portrait, it is him ... she is getting closer, to study closely photo. It is the one of this mysterious man, sitting in the middle of a room. His headquarters, looks like a sort of throne and her look, is that of a monarch. There is person to her side, as if he tries to understand that, prefers to govern alone. The red shirt, which it arraves obviously, its magnificent chest to be. His chest on which she has passed his hands several times. His hair, of a deep black so is in battle as if, we have just passed her hand .... His eyes, is so penetrating that one looks like he is, just look at him, in touching him to undress. What, it makes him bite the lip. She is going hand, to touch the photo when she means herself: "I see that this photo looks like you. That's James. Lost in his contemplation, she did not notice him approached. She therefore ignores, how long, he observes exactly: -A there for a long time?! "Just five small minutes he's been there since she, observes this photo .... She hopes she, has left it clear. She does not know how to react but, for now, his instinct him intimates him to keep it for her. -Euh yes .... Who is this! Application to James, when he joined him near the portrait: -It my big brother; Damien Black Wood This answer, makes the effect of an emolished flash. She can not believe it. The mysterious man that she, for example since do so long is in fact, the brother of his former amant: -Meas ... but you do not look like everything. -In are stuff that happens ... says James, with a funny mocking: --hey ... but you do not miss me Emilie makes the mouth when she, knows more where to put. This has always charmed James who, then looks at him now intensely: - which represents, for you the man you were looking for everything so desperately?! -I ... I can not tell you I'm sorry ... It is down his head and he, his hands in his pockets and slowly roughly the shoulders: "It's not serious if you do not want to tell me, I understand ... just know that, I would always be there if you need it even if it's just a shoulder to support you. When he said, he puts a gently a hand of his arrow on his shoulders and attract him to him, gently. -Canc ... Thank you James she breathes his scent with pleasure. In a sense, it is nice to feel so protected. She feels, if disarmed in front of this Damien and, so much more safe in James's arms. But, she can not anything. If it does not happen, to experience the least feelings for the latter. It would have been, easier if she had been able, but unfortunately all his body wanted this Damien. All his thoughts, are directed to him, his mind does not think only as if he, he threw him a fate: - who did already mean in your room? -Oll but I want to stay alone on there. -Tu want me to hold you so far you're coming to you? "Please ... without asking him his opinion, he carries him in his arms with the greatest delicacy. She says nothing, and gently puts his head on her shoulder. He starts his walk to his room he walks to the lobby where is the huge staircase. He puts himself to climb it as if, she weighs only a feather. Once at the top, he figured a hallway, he walks a long time, before stopping in front of a door. She is clear marrow, the reasons on it reveals a mutual work of master. The door opens in front of them. Just behind, there is a lady of a certain age who is bowed: -Inter ... James between after, answered him. This room is breathtaking. Lighting, is perfectly broadcast with tiny small flower chandeliers. In the middle of the room, a huge bed of whore covered with pink and white pounds. A little further, in front of the bed there is a sofa and, a table on which is fruitful of the fruits. Just face the bed, a beautiful and large flat screen all black .. A large window that overlooks a balcony where, we can see the back lesson, on which gives a huge pool. James drops ... And she looks around her: -Thome room is breathtaking ....-know you are used to it - it's not preventing me from appreciating ... - you say ... good what do you want to do?! "I just want to lie to you, let's go so he invites him, to go down himself, she sits on a chair, he pulls next to the bed. She clears and look: -Tu do not need to talk, I'm going there you end you I would stay there until you stop them promised. She cleaned, and smiled and both of them stay there to watch it, until she finds sleep. James remains there, to observe it for a long time before turning off the light, and to go out gently. Emilie, wakes up sweat on his bed, like all nights since then, lying down with this unknown. She still has to be the prey, of an erotic dream. Having feeling like feeling the air on his face, she gets up without turning on the light and heads towards the door window that opens. She is found on the balcony. A nice wind, goes on his face what, makes him a crazy. Suddenly its attention is picked up by, noises from down .. Bottom, there is a huge pool but is not what is attracting the attention of Emilie. Inside, there is a man, who makes lengths. He looks dynamic, sure of him. She observes him until he, sort of the pool. The water, dripping on this muscular body of Greek God, that she knows so well .... Damien. It does not seem to have it noticed, until he looks up, in his direction. It seems, as the foliation he did not expect it clearly to that, but who can you blame him?! Destiny, is quite players and, nobody escapes, to the rules of the game ...