The sweet smell of seduction

ow did yo

prise and terror denoted by her hand

t?", My smile re

he impression, or almost always, that I'm

s the door behind her with her heel, a pure fear that so

syllable as my fingers travel across the counter lookin

one chosen and panic s

d of her friend

I know you would never do tha

ou remember that, Amelia?", I take

this party and even so, you preferred to lea

ow you would succeed, Francisca! You are the wife

laughter is inevitable. She insists on the theat

e, you like to underestimate me while I wouldn't, even if you are a dandy who would never get her h

cape from Anthony, I keep his whereabouts a

at so,

r and I take her

at unusual posture, especially coming from her. And looking m

e you hid

noth

ands off your

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s an o

y father gave me for my 17th birthday and which disappeared on my wedding day. I intended to wear it, but instead, I was left

Amelia, you want An

...", She plead

m or want him, deep down you just want to

ly wrong", She insists, you m

et...", I spin the met

that your father killed men without mercy, and deal with the fact that your sister ran

more space between us than the tip o

ce from her neck and she lets out a small groan of pain. The m

rmurs in a hoarse voice, possibly holding

I love your dress? It's a

it was a special gift, I can't f

eavage where her beautiful dress began. The fabric surrendered easily to the sharp bl

she s

However, I don't have that muc

for all that you, nor anyone else, can stop me. - This time, I threw t

rn to my glasses that are to

e me,

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ots uniformed in black suits and moving around just to get a drink. On the other hand, the women are the heroes of the evening, they save the scene by giving it some color and warmth by silently competing among

hough the color chosen suggested the discretion necessary for such an environment, it was ca

e huge white bookshelves containing books with brown, red and black covers; the incandescent lighting that puts ev

bt crafted by an extremely perfectionist mind. And if Jean is who I think he is, mathematics is exact, so 2+2 is four, Mr. Arnau

h getting my hands dirty and risking a story that was kept in the vault of the minds of those who survived to tell. But if he was the mastermind of Amelia's dress, I now understand Mr. Arnault's fear of

o impress while fucking Anthony in hopes of power? Would Mr

ters right now is only one: are they or are they not the

he secret and possesses in her hands the most sough

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or planning her revenge, as if anyone could still get anything out of me. But from her, yes, you can get a lot. Just like me, she doesn'

e rise. Topics that never interested him, no matter how hard my father tried to instill in him the spirit of high class. But his persistence was overcome by the field years of

the layout of the house, which makes my choices difficult, and I don't know how much time I have left to search for the office, the sanctuary of a law

es glance at a notice taped t

ing unpredictable or

e there, but a shiver runs down my spine, as I think