Lily looked down at the floor, hesitating to answer. But what she might now? She had more than exceeded the limits.

- I had to identify my kidnapper, then I came back to America. I was followed by a psychologist for three years, I continued my studies by correspondence. And then I have the right occasions and here I am.

Silently weakly nodded thoughtfully.

What all this mattered?

- Well ... I'll go now.

The bright spot in this mess is that it was at least able to get information about his savior. She suppressed his satisfaction and headed for the steel doors.

A second later a hand, the hand that had ceased to come and touch his face in her dreams pinned against the door to prevent it from leaving.

- And what I make in all that Miss Anderson? He asked in a gravelly voice.

Lily gasped and turned with difficulty, had to control his irregular heart beat and tried to lift his head without blinking.

Resumes in! If admonished the woman knowing that this proximity, this way she watch in fascination was bad, very bad ...

She was going to celebrate his twenty-third birthday in a few days. In his eyes, it was only a "small thing" unlike this man with predator-like old a good thirty years which the experiment was flawless. Hair graying slightly lost in this opaque color leaned his remarks.

- Peace Mr. Iankovsky.

He put his free hand on his heart and pretended to be affected.

- I better Miss Anderson. Come and have lunch with me, I think it's not a good return?

To eat lunch ? With him ?

Red as a beet she realized she had stuffed in a sacred trap.

- I regret but...

- It is absolutely perfect! He cut sharply with a smirk. I know an absolutely wonderful restaurant.

totally unaware he refused, he grabbed her elbow to keep out of the door and opened it, dragging with him.

- But I said no!

- Really ? I am convinced of having heard a yes? Retorted he heading home.

Glances converged on them, the phones had almost ceased ringing. Uncomfortable, Lily entered the elevator, shaking her bag against her belly.

- I feel like an escort girl that accompanies ...

Lily stopped short and dropped his bag down in realizing what she had just said.

Wide-eyed, she carefully avoided his eyes and knelt down to pick up his things fall to the ground.

She saw her walk slowly on land his bomb of self defense that came rolling in his direction.

He humbled by bending on his knees and picked up the latter in the student raised eyebrow.

- Is it for me?

- Simple security measure. She defended herself by trying it again.

But instead of that, he put his hand on his neck. Even down to his feet, he overtook three good heads. He stood up and invited to do the same with his hand on his neck housed.

Lily stuck to the wall of the elevator in a vain attempt to restrain the beating of his heart.

He put his bomb in his bag without taking his eyes.

- A small thing. He murmured, withdrawing his hand slowly to make shudder.

She wanted to retort something that can take away his smirking lips but the elevator doors opened, not letting him this opportunity.

He ran his hand down her back and had yet to confront glances from all sides.

- I believe these men jealous me. He whispered in her ear.

Lily felt the color rising in her cheeks.

- I think you are very arrogant Mr. Iankovsky. How she, passing his tongue over his lower lip.

He just laughed softly and took her into his luxury car.

The driver gave him a nod, they exchanged Russian then he went up the glass.

Lily inspired by pleading insanity for the second time. Who would dare venture into this minefield? With an ex mafia? She only knew the dark part that inhabited?

She clasped her hands in prayer while he was on the phone. His focus hard and firmly expressed with uncanny slowness managed to diffuse into it as a steam room.

⟨⟨ Niet! ⟩⟩ Had he said in his conversation before hanging up.

Extremely tense, he began to strum his fingers his thigh and Lily could not admire obliquely as a sin.

Minutes later they emerged in an upscale neighborhood. Lily dragged her fingers along the restaurant ramp and was greeted like a princess.

- I hope there's burgers in this place?

He raised an eyebrow surprised, then peered at the menu card.

- My little frail thing eat this kind of food? Here I am surprised.

She allowed herself to look up at the sky.

- I eat everything that has more fat. She replied, feigning indifference.

- And you get to keep your silhouette ballet dancer? Exclaimed he darting over her one of his penetrating gaze.

- Yes...

Vladimir shook the map by pressing his fingers over and passed ordering a snap.

He should have let her leave. He should have scolded by sinking into his chair, enjoying one last time her little behind leave his office. And instead of that, he found himself there, sitting opposite her, admiring her pretty little innocent face.

A sin.

He lit a cigarette as an aperitif, realizing he had not lit a for hours.

Damn it !

He spat smoke in her direction and she said nothing, she just rub his nose small white as snow, suppressing a little cough. Vladimir crushed immediately and opted for a good swig of bourbon.

Unable to resist the urge to put his hand on his face he made him raise the passing his hand over the table to grab his chin.

- Relax Lily, I'm not going to eat.

She slightly décrispa when the waiter came back to serve him wine.

- You're going back to New York then? Asked he starting his dish before her.

She did not know herself had he concluded, seeing it reflected.

- I do not know. She said finally, my plane left as you know.

Vladimir remained impassive as she had taken her burgers that was not even on the map, with his fingers.

He had purposely prepared.

She ate with gusto, but with a certain class, where one could see in his gestures a good education.

- You should stay how long normally?

- A month.

She nibbled on the hamburger ledge to retrieve the salad tips, licking his lips in passing with his pink tongue.

He gripped the edge of the table, dominating the veracity of sensation that had the cross.

It was no longer the little girl again, wet face, his hair squared, wide with fear.

Besides Vladimir realized that she had the same bun as yesterday. How long was his raven hair? He dreamed to slip a hand to loosen the pins.

Vladimir inflicted a slap inside and sat up.

- Why not visit Moscow. He suggested that he should have told him to leave now that she had her article, she had not even noticed.

With this adorable carefree she licked her thumb and ate his chips as if someone was going to steal.

- Yes ... it's true it probably is. She said quickly.

That's it ... Vladimir understood why she ate until they suffocate.

She was nervous.

He smiled when she finally deigned to look at him.

- You do not eat? She asked looking at his entrecote half started.

- You eat glance is enough ...