May 22, 2011

Twilight was getting thicker by the minute. The streets became darkness. misty eyes, blurred vision, Lily hardly managed to find out where she was.

In fear, unable to control his tears, Lily felt the car stop.

She turned her trembling head toward the driver and pulled on her dress chiffonée.

Caught by the darkness, the man unbuckled his belt and turned to her.

In the dim glow of streetlights, Lily saw its ominous green eyes anchored in his. She sobbed, her heart was beating so hard it hurt.

An unprecedented cruelty gleamed in his eyes.

- Please ... she whispered when he stubbed his big hand on her wet hair.

He stroked her hair, an angry sneer on his lips.

- Right behind you, there is the US Embassy. He said with the Russian accent who kept not to scare her.

He put his hands on either side of her head to hold it firmly.

Lily looked down.

- You tell them what happened to you avoiding some details. Explained he forcing him to watch.

- You tell them that a car filed here and you have almost no memories of the past twenty-four hours be vague is that understood?

Not knowing if he tortured into believing that he was going to let her go, Lily nodded bravely head while tears continued to pour down his face.

He released her and left the vehicle.

Lily took the opportunity to resume its air jerk. His shadow appeared next to his door. With one arm around her waist, he pulled out of the car and laid her on the sidewalk barefoot.

She had lost her shoes a few hours earlier when another younger man had abducted by force by striking the face.

But if his kidnapper had petrified with fear, who stood before her was totally terrified. His shoulders stood out in the shadow of the silent street.

Eyes wide open, she stumbled against the stone wall when he began to stroke his hair.

- How old are you ? He whispered, passing his hand over his face, placing his fingers on his eyelids forcing him to close his eyes.

- Sixteen years old. She replied clutching his eyes.

He put his hands on her cheeks, and threw his head back so that it is she who watches him.

- A small thing ...

Lily stopped breathing and thought his death was near when he tightened his grip on her cheeks.

- Do not come back here ever again is that clear well?

- Or yes.

- the Promise.

The throat was so painful that she could not make any sound.

She wavered, his legs lost their last strength.

- I promise.

The shortness of breath, she closed her eyes, unable to watch any longer.

- Count to twenty now. Ordered he firmly.

Lily began to count in a voice trembling while gradually his powerful hands stood out to her.

- Happy birthday Lily ... she heard in the depths, as she continued to rely crying.

When finished was, she opened her eyes and had to rub their teeth chattering to discover she was alone.

The man was gone.

Lily slid against the wall trying to catch his breath.

Of violent sobs assailed him, she rose with bleeding feet and managed to reach the gates of the embassy, a woman then rushed to her the haggard face drawing his weapon.

His ears were ringing so loudly that the voice of this officer reached him in slow motion.

- To all the units I think I removed the girl this morning!

Lily closed her eyes and held back the woman before fainting on the floor.

Six years later:

As an impenetrable wall, as if a force pushed not to go further, she lifted her foot and passed the gates of the airport with a deep breath.

She raised her head, swept the panorama inspiring and stifled a cry when a passing hustled.

If passing a final bit her ear, she gave countenance at that time did not expect this incident.

- privyet miss!

Lily turned and nodded to the woman holding a bag smile on his face.

- Hello.

- You are Lily Anderson? Welcome to Russia I am delighted to meet you. She said her reaching out. I hope you had a good trip ? I hope you are ready for your article?

Lily took a deep breath and bowed his head.

- I am ready...

- I hope this little studio will do? Please ? Carmen shot once arrived.

Elsewhere, Lily shook her head and ran the studio forcing a smile.

- It's perfect. Assura she dropping her bag near the couch.

Carmen smiled.

- I'm really glad Sandrine thought of me to greet you, I must admit to being surprised. Confided she wrote on her sheets. Would that very curious to ask you what you write?

- Well I do not know to be quite frank.

At the time of take a look at the window overlooking the city center, Lily felt her heart renewed intensity.

- Well I hope you like me soon? I have to go now. Do you need anything else ?

- No, I thank you for letting me get sponsored for my Carmen, if anything, I called you.

Lily gave him a delicate handshake and walked her to the door.

Once alone, Lily took a deep breath and took off his coat. She pulled some business of his suitcase and quickly put on his pajamas.

His first act was to turn on his computer and read this article yet she knew by the choir.

Convinced that her removal there six years had affected his perception year after year, Lily had come to recognize the unthinkable.

Not a night for six years, was happening without her dream man who had technically saved. Not a single second passed without it back at this day forever etched in his memory. In this article published three days later, informing Russia of the death of a man, and not just any.

Her kidnapper killed in horrible circumstances. Chance, she thought in the first year that followed his abduction.

But much later, his heart had almost stopped beating discovering the man's face in the press, she was recognized by his green eyes piercing.

As in his vague memories of this shadowy night he exuded ruthless power. His fearsome face chiseled by years had the strength to do shiver through his screen.

Her high cheekbones, a muscular jaw, designed to frighten, such as black hair coat of a crow, a shaded mouth voluntarily from a beard ... an imposing stature, much more powerful arms than the time.

Lily grabbed his coffee cup and took a sip exhaling piecemeal.

"Vladimir Iankovsky: Russian billionaire buys one of the largest nightclub in the capital"

Lily could not help to zoom in on the photo. She touched his cheek, still recalling his big hand on her hair.

Recognizing a brave great danger, Lily ran a hand through the hair by typing its name on the search bar and many photos appeared.

Why had he saved?

At that time, Lily had had to face, blindfolded, a heated exchange between jailer and one that should have become.

A mafia ... had said the man, laughing evilly.

Then she remembered being dragged to the man whose scent persisted six years later around.

Her psychologist had found nothing wrong with it. Why ?

Because she had deliberately shut this man in his head without ever describe to the police.

The curiosity and desire mingled had done back in Russia, moved by this article that would open him the ultimate opportunity to see him again.

Lily sighed by pleading insanity.

Yes that was it! It was crazy.

From a nervous gesture she closed her computer to escape the gaze of the man and ran a hand over his forehead beaded with sweat.

She wrapped her plea and went to the window. Twilight reminded him of his ... one she would never forget.

She turned her gaze to the couch, watched from a distance the scattered leaves.

Tomorrow she would take the risk of him again, hoping that this meeting can extinguish forever its image that has haunted every night, every hour of his life.

She was not the girl terrified, at least she hoped.