A Dark Affair (Absinthe Tori & DD)
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				Title: <strong>A Dark Affair (Absinthe Tori &amp; DD)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>18-09-2010, 06:59:57</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: lucida blackletter;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">A Dark Affair</span></span><br><br><br>It was night and there was a party at a salon in celebration of Nathaniel and Flora’s engagement. Friends and relatives were seated within <em>Le salon de Françoise</em>, drinking, laughing, and mingling. In one room, the men sat together talking amongst themselves—mostly to the future groom—as they shared a bottle of wine. In the other room, were the women and also Florence.<br><br>Nathaniel’s face was glowing red with intoxication as he sank in his chair and brought a hand to his warm face. He felt so silly yet also very fatigued. The words of the men around him were no longer being heard clearly, and easing forward out of his chair, the wealthy man rose shakily to his feet and bade, “All right, I think…I had a bit to drink. Let me go get…my wife…”<br><br>“She’s not your wife yet,” one of the men shouted, and they all laughed in good spirits.<br><br>Raising a finger, Nathaniel corrected himself. “My fiancée; she doesn’t like big parties. I’m sure she wishes to return home.” Already starting to head for the corridor, he waved lazily back at the other men and went staggering down the hall. Waiting anxiously against the wall, was a young woman who had been anticipating his arrival. When Nathaniel came within her range, she looked cautiously down the hall into both rooms, and when she was certain no one was watching, she threw herself into the man.<br><br>Nathaniel’s eyes widened in surprise when the woman began pushing him back until she found the door to the closet. Shoving him in into the cluster of hanging coats and scarves, she entered after and closed the door behind them. “What in the blazes?” Nathaniel gasped.<br><br>The woman took his flushed cheeks into his hands and pressed her lips against his. She then broke the kiss and spoke, “You shouldn’t marry her Nathaniel. You’ll only be miserable. You should be with a woman like me. Someone social and loves you more than anything.” Before he could respond, she kissed his lips again tasting the sweet flavors of the vine. “I’ll show you how loyal I am—how much I love you.”<br><br>“Colette!” he exclaimed quietly. He should have known it was her! She always had a crush on him and she had seemed okay when he told her he planned to marry Florence instead. She had undone his trousers and Nathaniel quickly brought his hands to her shoulders, trying to hold her off. She pushed against the door, fighting his drunken strength and her wet lips met the tip of his cock. Her tongue danced over its tip and her lips spread wider as she took the member further into her mouth.<br><br>Nathaniel gasped in shock as he felt the arousal flowing through him. The way her soft lips formed a ring about his dick made him tense, and with the teasing from her tongue. His cock was growing hard within her mouth. “Jesus,” he panted. Hopefully, no one would find them. He no longer had the strength to stop her. He liked what she gave him though deep down he knew it was wrong. Deep down, there was rising guilt and betrayal. “Ugh, Colette,” he moaned.
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				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>19-09-2010, 02:27:10</strong>
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				(http://i644.photobucket.com/albums/uu170/Victorian_Maiden666/Victorian-1.jpg)<br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">Flora smiled politely the atmosphere in the women’s room wasn’t as jovial as the one in the men’s room. Running a hand through her softy blonde hair she eyed up the clock, it was almost 10pm. Standing up she quickly made her excuses, he untouched glass of wine still on the table beside her, she had not touched a drop of it. It wasn’t that she didn’t like to drink she just didn’t like to get into situations where she couldn’t look after herself.<br><br>The women half heartedly protested at her leaving but she knew that they could talk about her behind her back all they wanted; there was one thing that stood out between her and them. She had her own money and they lived off their father’s or husband’s, she headed out of the room in time to see someone closing the door to the closet, frowning she shook her head. Whatever was happening was not her business; she needed to get her future husband and hoped he was sober enough to take her home.<br><br>Opening the door to the mens room there was a large cheer before someone shouted, “Hey Flora…I thought that Nathaniel would have been at your petals by now.” This caused an even louder laugh, sighing she looked round. “Where is he?” She frowned. They men went quiet, “He went to fetch you.” She looked round the room at the red faced men, “That’s strange…unless.” <br><br>Turning out of the door the men raced to follow her, she got to the closet door, opening it she looked at Nathaniel. Before she realised what she was doing she grabbed the woman by the hair yanking her away from her intendeds cock, dragging her from the closet she glared at him. “Stay there.” She growled at him. Collette was already starting to claw at the hand holding her hair, “Get your hand off me.” She screeched. <br><br>Despite being a few inches shorter then the woman and several pounds lightly, Flora lifted her to her feet her hand pinning her against the wall by her throat. “You whore, how dare you, if I ever see you again hope to God that you don’t catch my eye or I might gouge yours out.” Bringing her other hand back she slapped her, it was so hard her face was already turning red. Flora shoved her to the side letting her fall to the ground. Turning away from the women she looked over at Nathaniel.<br><br>“You…” She glared at him each step she made was like an animal circling it pray. “You selfish, arrogant bastard.” She pulled the ring from her finger throwing it at him. “If I see you again, I will cut that offending article off you and shove it down your throat.” She moved closer to the closet door lowering her voice. “You’re finished in London. I suggest you leave the country and take that whore with you.” She slammed the door walking past Collette making sure to stand on her hand as she did. “Whore.”<br><br>Keeping her head up she walked past the men none of which wanted to talk to her, they were all a bit frightened, she headed out of the building. Luckily it wasn’t far to her house, so she could walk there quicker then trying to get the carriage, beside there was a chance that he might try and follow her. <br><br>Wiping the tears from her eyes she stopped briefly, straightening up her black jack she carried on. Since she had gotten engaged she had worn nothing but black. Atleast she could wear a different colour, since she had just cause to break off the engagement. Taking a deep breath she carried on down the street, on the short walk home.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Dark Affair (Absinthe Tori &amp; DD)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>19-09-2010, 09:22:56</strong>
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				When the door opened, Nathaniel's face paled despite the alcohol that gave it a rosy hue. There in the door was Florence. The very thing he feared. He watched as she ripped Colette from his hips; and quickly, he then fumbled with his pants to fasten them.<br><br><strong>Stay there.</strong><br><br>"Florence!" he cried. Though he called out to her, he was too ashamed to leave the closet. He didn't want for anyone to know what he and Colette were doing. When his fiancée turned on him, Nathaniel stammered to quickly come up with an explanation, "Flora, it's not what you think!" He winced defensively when she threw her engagement ring at him. After she told him forebodingly about his life in London, he cried again, "Flora please!" Then the door slammed in his face.<br><br>Men and women timidly watched the scorned woman storm out of the lounge. What had happened would be the talk of the night.<br><br><br>The evening was cool and the streetlamps barely did any good lighting the dark streets. A full moon on a clear night had done better. There weren't many carriages rolling along the streets nor other women being escorted arm and arm by a man. She was absolutely alone; well, not entirely.<br><br>A man had emerged from one of the alleys she passed. His hands were shoved deep into the pockets of a raggedy coat that smelt of sewage. His collar was popped up, warming the sides of his jaw, and his hair wild, dirty, and unkempt. The light from the lamps passed over his mug, he was sure to flash her a smile. A few of his teeth were black, chipped, and missing, and his blind, right eye had shown brighter. It was a cheery smile he gave not suspicious at all; and as soon as she turned her eyes from him, he quickened his pace. The rhythm his worn shoes made upon contact with the walk sounded louder and harder. It was becoming evident that this man might have been dangerous.
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				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>20-09-2010, 02:26:42</strong>
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				Looking up at the moon she sighed, sighing that she was at home already. Running her fingers through her hair she noticed a man in the alleyway she nodded slightly and carried on walking her chin up. She was never going to let a man ruin her life again. <br><br>She remembered the first night she had met Nathaniel, she remembered the way he sat at the table not standing up as she walked in. She hated him from the minute she laid eyes on him. He had practically ignored him all dinner before telling her he would escort her home. She had reluctantly agreed since her parents left suddenly for the night. She had the feeling they wanted her to marry, and quickly since she had been given her inheritance she was a free woman but her parents still tried to control her.<br><br>Running her fingers through her hair she carried on walking the steps behind her moved faster, she picked up the pace as well. She looked over at the man he was definitely following her, shit, she should have gotten a carriage. Biting her lip she carried on walking moving faster but it wasn’t enough she could hear him a few feet behind her. Shit, shit, shit, she thought her wished she had something to throw at him.
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				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>20-09-2010, 22:17:59</strong>
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				The strange man chuckled from behind a long smile. He always enjoyed the chase. The way <em>they</em> always ran when they thought they could actually get away from him. The stupid bitch had stepped out at night unescorted. It was juvenile, and he was sure that she was wishing now that she had a gentleman with her—someone to guard her weaknesses.<br><br>When his left foot came down on the ground, the assailant quickly closed the distance between them. He sprinted up behind her and snagged her bicep before he forced her into another alley. He forced her up against the filthy brick wall—her breasts to the brick and his stench all down her back. The thief kept his weight pressed up against her as he jerked her pocket book from her, popping it open and dumping its contents on the ground as he hoped to find something valuable. A woman dressed so well had obviously been pampered. A man had lavished her in riches and made her quite the queen.<br><br>"Baah," he moaned in disappointment. There had been nothing but makeup, a checkbook, and other miscellaneous things. "And I swore I had caught muh'self a good one. Why'd you deceive me, bitch?" His brown eyes were on the back of her head, glinting with ill-intent. <br><br>"Perhaps, you kin pay me somethin' else?" he suggested on a low, mischief-filled tone. His eyes lowered down to her side, he grasped a handful of her skirts and slowly hefted her gown so to get a peek at her tantalizing leg. She was wearing stockings. "What's with all the clothes now days? Trynna' hide somethin’?" The man wheezed a dry laugh into her ear as he dragged his index finger down the length of her leg to her knee.
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				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 23:10:46</strong>
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				Biting her lip she looked over at him, running faster but it wasn’t fast enough he was close behind, he grabbed her pushing her against the wall. “Get off me.” She tried to pull back from him. “Please let me go I don’t have any money on me.” She felt him behind her; she could smell him his scent was infecting his pours she would have to scrub herself when she got home.<br><br>As he rifled through her pockets he wished that she had her ring on her still maybe then she could go home safely “I didn’t deceive you.” She said gruffly she didn’t like being accused of being a tease. “I have a gold pendent on, it’s not much but it might be something.” She tried to look back at him but it seemed that he had his sights set on something else.<br><br>Closing her eyes she tried to pull back from him. “Please don’t.” She tried desperately to pull herself away from him. “Please don’t do that.” She felt his fingers moving down her leg to her knee. With all her energy she pushed herself off the wall aiming to run backwards and push him into the adjacent wall and hopefully injure him enough to go home or something. <br><br>It didn’t work she managed to get a few feet back but then he righted himself forcing her forward her head into the brick wall. She passed out, her unconscious body limp and lifeless in his arms, she was at his mercy…if he had any.
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				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>22-09-2010, 03:23:02</strong>
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				There was the <em>crank</em> sound of a familiar mechanism that made the thief freeze after he had shoved the young woman against the wall. He could see out of his peripherals, the silhouette of a man and the burnished flintlock he had clutched in his gloved hand. “Release her, or I’ll fire this gun right down your throat,” the silhouette threatened.<br><br>The word “gun” had sent a shiver down the thief’s spine as he grabbed the woman by her biceps and turned with her to face the man at the mouth of the alley. He held her before him like a shield and hissed, “You’ll ‘ave ta’ shoot’er first!” <br><br>Suddenly, the thief’s brows rose and his eyes became distant. His lips were parted obliviously as he released the young woman as she then slumped to the ground. The thief stepped over her and strode across the alley over to the gentleman, and then spread his lips about the barrel of the weapon. His tongue dangled from his mouth as the nose of the flintlock nearly touched his gag reflex.<br><br>A smooth and malicious smirk tugged at the corner of the gentleman’s lips as he squeezed the trigger of his weapon, and with a crack from his gun, a bloody streak crossed the left side of his nose and cheek. The thief collapsed, thrown onto his back with his mouth still open and tongue hanging out. A sanguine pool formed beneath his head, and a thin flower of smoke sprouted from his throat.<br><br>The gentleman returned the flintlock into the confines of his black coat as he looked upon the woman who lay unconscious in the alley. How convenient…<br><br><strong>The Gentleman’s Home</strong><br><br>His face was washed and coat hung up as he stood before a stove preparing a tray of tea. The woman he had found had been laid upon the couch and placed upon her forehead was a cool cloth. Her crown mysteriously carried no concussion, knot, or wound. Realistically, there had been an injury, but its existence was no more.<br><br>The man at the stove had gold-blond hair, cut short and not long like most of the men that strode about on canes. He wore a white undershirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and over that, was a gray vest with gilded-bronze buttons. His hands were careful not to get burned as he lifted the steaming pot, using two, thick squares of cloth to protect them. He allowed the hot water to tumble into each ceramic cup as his eyes, an enticing blue, watched his precision from behind half-lidded eyelids.<br><br>The way the gentleman had most of his things arranged showed much organization and cleanliness. It might have brought one to assume that a woman resided with him, but he in fact, lived alone.
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				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>22-09-2010, 18:38:58</strong>
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				She woke up slowly, gasping slightly she sat up, she could still smell the man on her skin she felt vile and disgusting. As she sat up she felt the cloth move over her eyes, frowning she pulled it off. It was not one from her house or her parents, her eyes fell across over the furniture, this was not her house.&nbsp; Biting her lip she wondered if the owner was at home. <br><br>She suddenly remembered that the man tried to force himself on her, there was no pain she had to hope that she was still…whole. “Hello?” She called out as she slowly stood up. Running a hand though her hair she felt as if her head should hurt. Moving through the house she heard things moving in another room. Opening the door she looked over at the tall man with blonde hair. “Hello?” She said softly not wanting him to drop the pot he was holding. <br><br>“What happened?” She bit her lip looking over at him, she frowned looking round the room it was clean and organised either he had a brilliant cleaner or his wife was house proud. “I don’t mean to disturb you…thank you for saving me…perhaps you could tell me where I am so I could make my way home?” She frowned wondering who he was how he saved her, but she didn’t want to be somewhere she didn’t know she would have preferred to be at home.
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				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 23:23:39</strong>
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				<strong>Hello?</strong><br><br>The gentleman glanced at the woman that entered the kitchen. He had briefly turned his head to regard her, from the corner of his eyes before they returned to monitoring the kettle as he poured the second cup of hot water. “You ask so many questions; and you already assume that I was the one who saved you,” said the gentleman. “What if I had been the man who tried to rape you?”<br><br>He set the kettle back on the stove and then took the tray by the handles. Lifting it carefully, the gentleman turned to face her with a rather calm look on his face and continued, “But you are correct, I was the one that saved you, and I will only answer your questions if you have tea with me. I, too, have questions.” He started past her for the door, turning his back into it to hold it open for her. Once she had come out of the kitchen, they were in the living room where he sat the tray upon the glass tea table. The gentleman then sat on the couch opposite of another couch on the other side of the table and set out preparing his cup of team, adding cream and lumps of sugar. <br><br>“You have nothing to worry. I will see that you get home,” he assured the woman. “How do you like your tea?”
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				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 23:57:06</strong>
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				She smiled slightly as he asked her, <em>“What if I had been the man who tried to rape you?”</em> She paused for a second taking him in fully. “Well you’re at least 4 inches taller then that man…not to mention he seemed to be unaware of baths.” She bit her lip slightly, all the anger she felt earlier had disappeared, and in fact she almost forgot all about the incident with Nathaniel.<br><br>Running her fingers through her hair she looked over at him, moving out of the way she opened the door, moving to the table. “A cup of tea sounds delightful.” Sitting down where opposite where he was, she told him how she wanted her tea, picking the cup up she took a sip. “So what questions did you have? I must admit I have a few more…I’m Flora.” She smiled softly looking over at him, he was attractive and had a lovely home. “I’m hoping that your wife isn’t worried about you saving strange women on the streets.”<br><br>Taking a sip of her tea her cheeks flushed slightly, she had never seen him before but she was sure she knew everyone in London. “The tea is lovely, thank you.”
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				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 09:46:29</strong>
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				The gentleman had been just about to take a sip from his milk tea when the rim paused just before his lips at the mention of a wife. He felt the steam tickling his lips like a warm feather as he then brought his blue eyes to her face. His oculars seemed so glossy that she could drink in them—quench her thirst. Amusement tugged at his lips until he could no longer resist smiling. "Pardon, but I am not married." He knew exactly why she had made such a statement. "I manage this house myself believe it or not." He finally took a sip from his tea and couldn't stop smiling at how amusing her comment had been. He even grinned a little. "Laurent," he returned. "It is nice to meet you Flora. I appreciate the smile you have given me." <br><br>Taking a second sip, he settled back against the couch before fouring his right leg over his left. His dark, mahogany trousers seemed to bunch up at the crotch, gently outlining the gift that was hidden beneath his fly. He rested the wrist of his left hand across his knee whilst he gazed at her through cool, relaxed eyes. His shirt sleeves were still rolled up to his elbows and his cotton, slate-grey vest tight against his slightly thin frame.<br><br>"As for questions, I don't mean to pry, but what in the world were you thinking walking alone at this hour unescorted? I immediately thought that you were mad, and I don't mean angry."
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				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 23:13:32</strong>
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				She blushed slightly as he said that he wasn’t married, she smiled softly sipping her drink to stop the smile from being too obvious. She blushed slightly looking up at him, “It’s lovely to meet you Laurent.” She smiled looking over at him. <br><br>She watched him lean back on his couch she tried hard not to stare at the obvious display he was giving her. She blushed slightly, leaning against the arm of the chair she ran a hand through her hair softly. Hearing his questions she bit her lip wondering if she should tell him everything.<br><br>“I…well, I was at my engagement party, when I about to leave I found my fiancé with a woman…in the closet, on her knees…I think you can figure out the rest of it.” Running her fingers through her hair, she bit her lip slightly.&nbsp; “I well I decided to leave quickly.” Blushing she looked at him. “I wasn’t in the mood to stay and wait for him to escort me home.”<br><br>Looking round the room she realised it was very neat and tidy. “So where exactly do you live?” She smiled.
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				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 05:08:20</strong>
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				Laurent frowned when Flora had enlightened him of her situation. He lowered his foot upon the floor and eased forward to set his cup back on the tray. "That is terrible. It's a good thing that you left the bastard." He went silent as he reminisced over the thought. "You must have been embarrassed..." He then closed his eyes and shook his head. "Sorry. Let's not recount the past. Nightmares like that shouldn't be remembered. I'm just sorry that there was no man right enough to escort you home."<br><br>He opened his eyes to gaze upon her gentle face as she asked him where he truly lived. Again, she brought a humorous smile to his lips with her question. "You still don't believe I live here, do you? This was an old house when I bought it. I just renovated it. It was cheaper than trying to buy a brand new one. But I could ask you the same question: <em>Where exactly do you live?</em> If you would like to stay for awhile, you are welcome to the upstairs. I will remain down here if you wish to clean yourself up, and then I can escort you home." Reaching into his vest pocket, he removed from it a pocket watch that he popped open and scowled at the time. "Actually, it's quite late already. If you don't live anywhere near Poubelle Street (a street about forty-five minutes by carriage from her home), it may be quite the journey."
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				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 05:22:23</strong>
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				She blushed as she spoke about how Nathaniel was a bastard; biting her lip she looked at him. “I was embarrassed…all my friends were there. “I must admit that I should have waited for someone to walk me home but I just needed to leave. I couldn’t stay there any longer.” Blushing she looked over at him.<br><br>“I didn’t mean that this wasn’t house.” She sighed realising that she was getting herself tongue tied. “I meant what street.” She frowned hearing the street. “I live on High Brighton Street.” She bit her lip she knew that it was atleast 45 minutes in the carriage. “It is quiet a distance…may I ask why you were so far from home when you rescued me…I lived 5 minutes from where I was…attacked.” She wondered why he was so far from home, not that she cared he had saved her and her virtue. “What time is it?” She smiled softly trying to stifle a yawn, she had been knocked out but it didn’t mean that she wasn’t tired. All she wanted was a nice warm bed and to drift off to sleep.
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				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 05:56:12</strong>
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				Laurent's smile remained. "It's 2:30 in the morning. Your questions make me feel as though I had saved a secret agent." He frowned thoughtfully at the floor and he spoke with a slightly arrogant yet jesting tone, "I suppose having awoke in the home of a <em>dashing stranger</em> would demand a negotiation." He then returned his eyes to her, curious to see if she understood his humor. "Any how, I live alone. I was on a date, and well...it didn't exactly end so well." His eyes seemed to flee to the floor once more as though the subject were sensitive or too embarrassing to tell. He ran his hand sheepishly back through his hair. "Let's just say that she wasn't my type and that she couldn't stand a man who could man a house as well as she."<br><br>The blond raised his head as he watched Flora cover a yawn. "Pardon, is my story boring you?" he teased. He then grinned softly. "You should rest. ‘Get your beauty sleep and all else women need."
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				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 17:33:01</strong>
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				She blushed. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to offend you. I guess my head is a little fuzzy.” Running her fingers through her hair. “I’m sorry about you’re date.” She whispered softly. “You could do what I’m parents did to me and skip the dating and go straight to the marriage part.” She smiled slightly. “If you want to talk about you’re date I could listen…after tonight it would be nice to know that I’m not the only curse person in the world.” She smiled softly at him.<br><br>“I’m sorry I’m not bored just tired. I didn’t realise how tired I was until you just said.” Smiling softly she looked at him. “I could do with some sleep…but I wouldn’t want to put you out.” She blushed. “I think that it might be easier to go home when it’s day.” She blushed looking over at him.
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				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>01-10-2010, 06:21:21</strong>
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				Laurent fanned his hands dismissively at her offerings. "I refuse to recount the past," he replied, and then rose from the couch, lending his hand out to her so that she could take it. "Come, I will show you around the upstairs and the room you will be staying the night in." Once she took his hand, he led her around the table to a staircase that was cut into the wall. He took his time ascending the stairs, not wishing to hurry her in her gown and heels. "This house isn't as big as it seems. The upstairs is rather snug, but there are only two rooms. My room and the guest room, which is the room you will be staying in."<br><br>Once they were upstairs, Laurent happened to glance at his room and for a brief moment, his brows rose in startle. Immediately, he abandoned her hand and darted over to his room door to close it. "Pardon, but you don't want to see what's in there. My room is not quite right at the moment." Laurent turned to face her with a slight hint of blush on his cheeks before he then moved over to the guest room that was already open.<br><br>The room was spotless. There was a single bed with white blankets, sheets, and feathered pillows. There was a small desk lamp on top of an empty small drawer and fancy curtains already closed for the night. Laurent turned in a short circle, pointing to everything that existed in the room as though there needed to be a short explanation. He then stepped over to the bathroom where there was a tub, sink, and toilet. "If you ever need anything, I'll be in my room. Just be sure to knock," he explained. He stepped out of the room and stood in the hallway in case she had a final request.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dark Affair (Absinthe Tori &amp; DD)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>02-10-2010, 19:03:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She blushed as he dismissed her offer, she was trying to be nice, and taking his hand she followed him upstairs. He led her upstairs, seeing that there were just two rooms. She smiled as he let go of her hand shutting his bedroom door. “Oh um…don’t worry.” She smiled softly looking at the blush on his cheeks.<br><br>She headed into the other room, it was lovely, and she smiled at him hearing him give a short explanation running her fingers through her hair she looked over at him. “The room is beautiful.” She smiled, as he told her that if there was anything she needed just to knock on the door. She looked over at him, “I will make sure that I do.” He headed outside she smiled, “Goodnight.” She smiled, closing the door.<br><br>She quickly got undressed and climbed into bed falling asleep, yawning she stretched out on the bed. She forgot to turn the light off as she fell quickly asleep for the first time in a while, she never usually slept well. Her nights were usually broken full of haunting dreams but tonight she didn’t dream at all.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dark Affair (Absinthe Tori &amp; DD)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>04-10-2010, 01:31:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As soon as Flora had closed the door, Laurent lowered to his knees and pressed his hands lightly upon the door. He turned a sapphire eye to the keyhole and watched with a mischievous smirk how she undressed. She was awfully in a hurry to sleep. Perhaps she had been lying about wishing to stay awake and talk of irrelevant things? The gentleman chuckled softly when she finally climbed into bed. She may not have had many dreams, but there were no avoiding nightmares.<br><br><br>There was a bright flash and a loud pop of a camera. Laurent had the old camera set up on a tripod just before his bed, and after taking the shot, he pulled his head free from beneath the dark veil. With a pleased smile, he walked over to his drawer, where he had a cigar, trimmer, and lighter that he used to prepare his smoke. Flora would find that she was no longer in the guest room Laurent had offered to her, but was now in his bedroom arms and legs pulled taut by black ropes. It was his bedroom set up that he hadn't wanted her to see. He was actually proud that he was able to get her in the room and tie her up without much trouble. The whole time he feared she would wake up before he managed to succeed with the photo shoot.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dark Affair (Absinthe Tori &amp; DD)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>06-10-2010, 22:47:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She fell asleep suddenly, she had no idea what was going on,s he didn’t feel him moving her onto his bed, or her hand and feet pulled and fastened. She tried to turn over but couldn’t, sighing slightly she felt the loud pop and flash, her eyes started to flicker open. <br><br>Shivering slightly she tried to pull her hand over to grab the blanket, but she couldn’t move, looking up she pulled at the ropes, her hands and then her feet. She was struggling more now. “What is going on?” She whispered her body shaking as she looked round trying to see what was happening. She saw him. “Laurent?” She whispered her eyes wide with fear. “What is going on?” She whispered.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dark Affair (Absinthe Tori &amp; DD)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>07-10-2010, 06:24:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Laurent snipped the end of the cigar and waved the lighter over it. As the tobacco began to curl and burn, he slipped the butt between his teeth and turned to face Flora as she whimpered to him her concerns. The blonde gentleman brought two fingers to the cigar as he dragged on it twice until his cheeks had sunken in, and then parted his lips to allow the secondhand smoke to filter free. He smiled; his lips elongated into a gentle expression as though nothing was wrong or unusual. “I wanted to see you,” he explained, “All of you.”<br><br>Lowering his hand, he walked over to the bed and walked across the covers on his knees until he straddled her lap, sitting comfortably upon her hips. “You had so much clothes on.” He removed the cigar from his lips and held it safely away from her pristine skin and away from the flammable sheets. His lips puckered softly as he breathed another stream of smoke. Laurent turned upon his side and laid next to her, bringing the cigar to his lips as he leisurely sipped his lungs dry and gazed at the tapioca walls bathed in gold from the tarnished light of a desk lamp. “Mm,” he began but had forgotten he had a cigar wedged between his teeth. Removing it, he held it above him and gazed at the ashen end and how a ring of flame gradually ate at it. “I felt that your body and personality were both beautiful, and so I decided to take a picture. Does that sound strange?” His deep, sapphire eyes flicked up to her face briefly and then he passed the cigar into his other hand as he brought his index finger upon her flat tummy and lightly dragged it down to her navel.<br><br>Laurent’s eyelids lowered as he continued to play along her tummy, making his fingers walk along her stomach up to the lingerie that held her bosom. He pulled down on her right cup, exposing her breast to his inspecting eyes. “You wanted to ask me more about my date, but I was hesitant to speak of her.” He closed his eyes and brought his lips to her nipple to kiss it and pull on it gently with his teeth. He shifted on top of her and rested his cheek upon her stomach just below her breasts. His hand that wasn’t holding the cigar traced the hem of her panties before curling beneath the material, wandering down to the soft lips of her crotch. He stroked his fingers along them as his middle finger brushed along her clit. The cigar was brought to his lips as he took another drag, the heat of it, warming her flesh before he moved it away so he could speak. “I ate her,” he said bluntly. “I fucked her, and then I ate her, and I left nothing for me to remember her by. So that is why I took a picture. I don’t think I’ll get carried away.”<br><br>Laurent turned his mouth to her stomach and massaged his lips across her flesh, tasting her, as he lightly licked and kissed down to her navel. His other hand had moved behind her bottom to press his moist index finger against her anus, teasing and prodding it. “But you’re so sweet…”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dark Affair (Absinthe Tori &amp; DD)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>10-10-2010, 20:53:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked at him; she watched as he lit the cigar, it seemed as if this was normal. “You stripped me up and tie me to your bed, because you wanted to see me?” Biting her lip, he moved over to her straddling her hips. He took a drag on the cigar breathing the smoke out, she let out a cough. As his eyes were distracted by the cigar she looked at her right hand trying to figure out the knot, but it was too tightly knotted.<br><br>He moved to lay beside her, as he carried on talking. He asked if it sounded stranger every inch of her was screaming ‘Yes you freak’ but she didn’t want to anger him. “No…but you could have asked…I would have let you taken a picture.” She whispered, forcing a smile on his face.<br><br>He moved his fingers down over her tummy and then up to her chest, biting her lip he pulled the cup down, baring her breast for his inspection. “You don’t have to tell me about you’re date if you don’t want to.” She wanted to be as calm as possible; she tried to keep herself steady to stop herself from shaking.<br><br>She bit her lip stifling a gasp as he moved his lips over her nipple, as he pulled on it shivers shot up and down her spine. Luckily that only lasted a few seconds, looking over at him he moved down his head on her stomach, as he hand moved down to her panties. Her eyes were wide with fear as he pushed his hands under his fingers parting her lips and teasing her soft tender clit. <br><br>She felt the cigar near her skin she jumped, it almost burnt her but it didn’t. Looking over at him she heard him speaking. As he did she panicked slightly, “You ate her?” She whispered, not really expecting an answer but hoping he would. Biting her lip looked over at him, he turned towards her she could feel his lips and tongue over her skin, and she tried to pull away from him. “Please don’t.” She whispered.<br><br>As his finger pressed against her anus she pulled back. “Please don’t…do that.” She struggled against him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dark Affair (Absinthe Tori &amp; DD)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>12-10-2010, 03:48:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Laurent ceased kissing her tummy as his eyes fell closed in displeasure as he took in the frightened and dreaded cries of Flora. He drew his hand away from her bottom and out from beneath her dress as he slowly sat up. There was disappointment in the furrow of his brows and a slight downward curve in his lips. The blond turned and let his legs over the side of the bed as he brought the cigar to his lips and took a quiet and light drag from it. The grey column of ash was just about ready to break free, and so he calmly rose from the bed and returned to his dresser drawer where there was an ash tray to tap the column free. <br><br>Exhaling an almost hurt sigh, Laurent finally spoke and it didn't sound sad--far from. It was difficult to tell if he was angry or unphased. "You don't like me," he stated. "You seemed to before." Leaving the cigar in the ash tray, he ran his fingers back through his blond hair, and then turned to face her. "I can take so much better care of you than your fiance." He ambled over to the bed and knelt next to her and stared into her eyes with reassurance. "I can take away your pain, your fear--you won't need to be afraid of anyone else." Laurent then lowered his eyes to stare at the floor.<br><br>"I trust you. I know I can and actually, I tied you to this bed because I am afraid you would run if I showed you what I am. But am I wrong for thinking I can trust you? Am I a fool for falling for your sweet personality and beauty?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dark Affair (Absinthe Tori &amp; DD)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>12-10-2010, 04:22:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Biting her lip she watched him pull away from heading to the bed, biting her lip she realised that she had said something wrong that she didn’t want him to get angry and decide to eat her. Listening to him he seemed self conscious and upset at her pulling back from him. “I’m sorry Laurent, it was unusual, and I’ve never felt like it before.” She bit her lip blushing.<br><br>“I do like you.” She whispered, she watched him kneeling down beside her she looked over at him. “I know you can look after me, let me look after you.” She smiled at him. “Please untie me.” She bit blushed, looking into his eyes trying to seem calm and reassured. “I trust you too.” She smiled softly, “You can trust me.” She struggled with the rope, “I won’t run away I promise.”<br><br>“Untie me and lie down next to me.” She smiled, as she looked at him. “We can talk properly and you can tell me what you’d like us to do…maybe tomorrow we can go for a picnic in the park, just you and me…would you like that?” She smiled warmly at him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dark Affair (Absinthe Tori &amp; DD)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>13-10-2010, 08:25:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Laurent glanced at Flora's face, noticing her flushed cheeks. Her fragility always made him smile. She was so delicate. He was a fool for coming onto her so forward. He brought his hand to his face as he stared thoughtfully between his digits, staring at the rope on the bedpost. He listened to everything she said. He drank it in as though her words and assurance was a refreshing beverage. "Yes, all that sounds lovely," he replied softly as he rose to his feet. His hand lowered from his face, and he began to untie the first rope that bound her left wrist. Leisurely, he walked around the bed, untying her ankles, and then her other wrist. Once she was free, he grasped the ropes and pulled them off of her. He then neatly rolled them up, and set them over in the corner of the room.<br><br>With an embarrassed sigh, Laurent sat on the edge of the bed and lowered his face into the palm of his hand. The entire situation was backfiring. He had felt so stupid for tying such a sweet girl up. "I didn't know you were a virgin," he spoke. It gave him chills just thinking about it. His pupils briefly shrank into seeds, his eyes trembled, and an impish smile crept its way across his obscured face. He then closed his eyes and ran his hand back through his blond hair before collapsing back across the bed, lying horizontally from her. He decided to be honest with her.<br><br>"I'm actually a monster. I am able to speak to you so calmly because that is what Laurent is. I, Laurent, am as real to you as you are to me, but I am, and I am not." His explanation sounded almost like a riddle, and she was a young Alice in a bizarre wonderland. "I can be the monster or I can be the man." His blond brows furrowed sinisterly as his lip cocked upwards. "You <em>will</em> desire the monster eventually."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dark Affair (Absinthe Tori &amp; DD)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>13-10-2010, 17:54:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Flora watched him as he stopped she hoped that he was listening to her, he spoke she seemed to let out a deep sigh of relief as he unfastened her arms, she resisted the urge to leave quickly. Pulling her top straight she looked over at him, see him break down she knelt quickly on the bed moving closer to him. She saw the chance in him the smile confused her. Biting her lip she looked over at him.<br><br>Heard that he said he was a monster she quite understand, that he meant literally. Looking over at him she ran her fingers through her hair. “Why don’t we forget what happened tonight…we can start anew tomorrow.” She whispered, reaching over she took his hand softly, pulling him up off his back to face her. Holding his hand softly she looked at him. <br><br>Pushing a lock of hair from his eyes she bit her lip blushing slightly. “Why don’t you come and lie down next to me, we can sleep and figured everything out in the morning?” Moving over she patted the bed beside her. Smiling she looked over at him. “Come lie down.” She whispered smiling softly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dark Affair (Absinthe Tori &amp; DD)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 07:24:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Laurent felt her hand take his own, and her tugging for him to face her. He rose and faced her, letting her run her fingers through his hair. When she wished to start again, he glanced at the camera, the ropes on the floor, and then her body stripped to her lingerie. "I’m sorry, Madame, but you’re not an easy face to forget," he jested, adding some humor to lighten the situation. As she patted the spot next to her, Laurent’s left brow rose inquisitively. He was surprised the woman even wished to share the same room with him. “As you wish,” he said simply before he scooted over next to her and rested his head against the pillows. He crossed his right arm behind his head as he directed his deep-blue eyes at the ceiling. Every time he recalled the incident, his cheeks flared with his embarrassment. “When daylight breaks, I will make breakfast, and take you home,” Laurent informed. It might have sounded odd that a man was willing to make breakfast for her. “My intentions were negative today, but I thank you for forgiving me and not running away to tell the police. I had no intention of truly harming you Flora, and I won’t let harm come to you anywhere you may go or wind up. You have my word, do you accept it?” His eyes rolled over to gaze at her. <em>He always kept his word.</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dark Affair (Absinthe Tori &amp; DD)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 05:11:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled at him as she looked at him, “I didn’t say forget just to start over.” She bit her lip running her fingers through her hair she smiled. He moved beside her, she lay down next to him her head pressing against his chest. “You don’t need to hurry, but I do need to go home tomorrow or my parents wont be too happy.” Running her finger tips over his chest she sighed softly.<br><br>“Are you alright?” she smiled softly, looking up at him. “I would like to go to the park. You don’t have many friends do you?” She whispered. “Maybe we can be friends see what happens then.” She smiled softly at him before laying her head back onto his chest.<br><br>“I promise I won’t tell the police, and I take your word that nothing will harm me…” Closing her eyes she started to drift off, she was tired from the night before and she trusted him not to try anything again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dark Affair (Absinthe Tori &amp; DD)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 10:27:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Laurent felt Flora's soft head come down on his shoulder, and he watched her walk her slender fingers along his chest. "I have friends," he told her. "And even so, I am still a lonely man. Friends don't free a person from loneliness." When she had said she only wished to be friends, he scowled softly though he laughed on the inside. He laughed in disbelief. Like she would be able to resist him that long?<br><br>Laurent caressed her cheek with the back of his fingers as she began to drift to sleep. "We will let tomorrow decide," he replied, and when the Sand Man had taken her, his sapphire eyes flicked to the lamp, and instantly it winked out to envelope the room in darkness. There was a soft blue light peeking through the curtains, and bathing the room in a quickly approaching dawn. They may just miss breakfast.<br><br><br>Once the sun had peaked overhead, Laurent was no longer in bed; instead, the house was permeated with the smell of baked dough, eggs, and bacon. The gentleman was downstairs within the kitchen, preparing breakfast as he had said. He was wearing a white apron and yellow, oven mitts. He turned over eggs and grilled bacon on the side of the pan. In the oven were biscuits growing crispy by the minute.<br><br>Friends...her decision couldn't leave his mind. A knock soon sounded on the door and Laurent cut the stove and scraped the eggs and bacon onto a plate. He then bent over to quickly remove the tray of biscuits as the knock came again. "One moment!" he called. He tried not to sound so irritable, but impatient people were a vexation.<br><br>After setting the tray aside to cool, Laurent removed his mitts, and as he walked to the kitchen door, he removed his apron and set it on a wall hanger. Passing through the door, he crossed the living room to the front, where he unlocked it and opened it to find two gentlemen standing before him dressed in black, red, and yellow uniforms. They resembled soldiers as they stood there with their rifles strung upon their backs, but they were the police.<br><br>"Is this the residence of Laurent Noirot?" the police questioned.<br><br>"Yes," Laurent calmly replied.<br><br>"There was a man found dead in an alley last night. A witness saw you fleeing the scene, carrying a woman. The witness then followed you back to this home, and claims you to be the murderer and a kidnapper."<br><br>"And where might this witness be?"<br><br>"The witness wishes to remain anonymous. Is the woman here?"<br><br>Laurent's ice-blue eyes met the eyes of the sergeants, and their eyes temporarily fluttered as a sudden dizzy spell came over them. They brought their hands to their foreheads, and the gentleman answered, "Yes, she is. Would you like to come in? We're about to have brunch. You're welcome to join us."<br><br>"Uh, yes. Thank you."<br><br>Laurent stepped aside as the two soldiers entered, and then gazed out into the streets, his eyes sweeping every corner and alley in his view and every face and bird that passed by. He found a man standing across the street with a newspaper opened before his face. The stare that was being directed at the young man was so cold that it made him tremble. He felt the eyes of the gentlemen right through the ad on the murder and clinched his teeth within his mouth as he held his guard. His body locked up as though something had bound him with ropes.<br><br>A soft smirk curved on Laurent's lips. He then simply turned to close the door as he faced the sergeants with a carefree smile. "Make yourselves at home," he indicated with a gesture toward the couches. "I made bacon, eggs, and biscuits. I also have some herbal tea to spare."<br><br>As the sergeants sat down, they nodded and one of them replied, "That sounds good." It was nice to take a break from work. If a man were giving them free breakfast, why not? When Laurent disappeared back into the kitchen, one of the sergeants thought aloud, "I don't know about you, but I think this man is innocent."<br><br>The other sergeant grinned condescendingly at his partner, "Why because he's giving us free breakfast?"<br><br>"No..." his partner replied though he didn't sound so sure. It might have actually been true.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dark Affair (Absinthe Tori &amp; DD)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 20:28:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Flora woke up in the morning the smell of bacon and eggs confused her, there was never anything cooking when she woke up at home. Yawning she opened her eyes looking up at the ceiling. It wasn’t her wall paper, frowning she looked around the room. It took her a few minutes to remember what happened last night.<br><br>Getting herself dressed she was going to have breakfast and make a quick exit when she heard the front door open downstairs. She heard what they were saying, for everything that happened he wasn’t a murder, he never once tried to hurt her, he released her when she had asked. He had saved her from being raped by a mugger.<br><br>She headed down the stairs her hair and make up was emulate, smiling she looked over at Laurent and then the two soldiers. “Oh hello.” She smiled looking over at the men, they stood up as she walked over to the sofa sitting down on the empty seat. Smiling she listened to their concerns she smiled warmly. <br><br>“Oh that is nonsense, I am well and happy am I not?” She smiled, “Laurent saved me.” She smiled. “He saved me from a mugger and rapist and brought me here to recover from my ordeal. If there is someone you should arrest it should be Nathaniel for lewd behaviour and Colette for prostitution.” She bit her lip trying not to sound too bitter. <br><br>“Have you not thought that this supposed witness killed the man and tried to blame it on Laurent who did nothing but help me.” She smiled at them and then at Laurent.
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