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I went back to where I was, when a few seconds later Harry left. I suppose he lied to me when he said he was João's neighbor. The last time he saw me with Harry, Julian had such a meltdown that I still didn't understand what had happened. That's when I had a stupidly brilliant idea; would kiss Harry. At that moment I didn't know what I was doing, it was wrong, Harry didn't deserve it, nobody deserved to be used. But only I would know.

My heart was still racing and my hands were sweating, adrenaline coursing through my veins. Since when had I become that? Desperate for a man's attention, Julian's exactly. Even willing to kiss Harry Barriere to awaken in him the rage he felt the other day. But from the moment I laid eyes on that man, those eyes, that smile, it got worse after we kissed intensely in my house. I could disregard myself as a normal person.

"Let's go?" Harry said smiling and only then did I notice how handsome he was too, of course he couldn't compare to Julian but his smile was nice and he had dimples.

"Harry, can I ask you something?" I asked clumsily, I was visibly uneasy, it was the first time I would do that.

"If it's within my reach, it can." He replied approaching me.

"Can you kiss me?" I asked at once, her eyes widened and I got even more nervous.

He smiled. "Why do you want me to kiss you?" He asked me, running his tongue over his lips.

"It doesn't matter. Kiss me!" I didn't expect any action from him, I approached and gave him a kiss.

Harry was as tall as Julian, with a bag in one hand he held my waist with the other, and he returned my kiss at the same time, it looked like he wanted that too. It wasn't exactly a real kiss, like mine with Julian, I didn't have the feeling of going to heaven and back, the desire to melt in his arms. It was just a kiss, if I said it was bad I would be lying, but it wasn't something special I would miss.

"Wow…" Harry said as we pulled away. I looked at him in utter embarrassment, but there was no turning back. It was just waiting until Julian came to me again. I didn't care if he was furious.

"Let's get this job done right away. We only have a week." I changed the subject then. He was wrong if he thought we were ever going to talk about this.

"You don't think you owe me an explanation. How dare you kiss me like that?" he joked.

"Kissing. And you liked it." I answered and got in the car. "Come soon!" I hurried him. He shrugged and went inside.

The drive was silent to the cafeteria. When we got there, the only thing we talked about was work. We searched the Internet for images of the Eiffel Tower and details of the landscape. We put all this on paper and the next day we would continue to assemble the model. That lasted two hours and it wasn't bad at all, Harry was pleasant company, at the moment he wasn't being rude to me anymore, for which I was grateful.

"Until tomorrow, Harry." I said goodbye when he stopped the car in front of my house.

"See you tomorrow, Eloise." He replied and gave me a smile. I smiled back and walked in.

It was around six in the afternoon, my grandmother was in the kitchen making dinner. I entered in silence and went to the fridge to drink some water.

"Hey, I'm home." I greeted her with a kiss.

"I'm making dinner early, I'll be out in a bit." She said smiling.

"Lord Mollina?" I asked and she nodded. "I'm happy for you." I spoke with all my heart. "I'm going to go upstairs, take a shower and lie down for a bit." Lying down was what I loved to do most when I was home.

"Go there." She said concentrating on her pot.

I finished drinking water and went up to my room. As soon as I opened the door and closed it, I felt a hand on my mouth, I almost had a sudden heart attack, but that smell, I was never able to miss it, never miss it. I knew he would come. He turned to me when he realized I wasn't going to scream anymore, that I recognized his scent.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing? Hell!" He exclaimed trying not to scream.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Very angry, hurt and furious about everything, I started throwing several punches in his chest, which didn't even tickle. He didn't show any reaction.

"He finished?" he whispered when I stopped knocking. He held my arms tight and looked into my eyes. "Why the hell did you kiss that boy?" The effort to keep whispering was too much.

"Exactly for that. For you, I came to me and I could look into your eyes and know the truth..." I whispered.

"What truth? I can't risk myself here, I can't come here every time you decide! I already said goodbye to you." He said.

"You came because you wanted to, I didn't call you here Julian. I don't understand why I can't kiss another man. If that's the reason. Go away, because I'm going to keep kissing Harry." I spoke softly, intending to tease him.

"What the fuck!" He huffed and pulled away by stroking her hair. I was pretty sure he was taking out his anger on his hair. I needed him to tell me something that would prove to me that he was bad. Maybe even hurt me.

I remained silent waiting for him to say something else. He paced back and forth opening his mouth several times wanting to say something that wouldn't come out. When he suddenly approached me and pinned me against the wall. We were very close to each other, I got lost in his gauze, he was so beautiful. I just wanted to jump into his arms and be his. My heart was racing so fast that maybe he was even listening. It was for him.

"You don't understand! I can't stop thinking about that fucking hot kiss you gave me. I don't want another taste, I feel angry. I didn't see it, that's one thing. But I saw it. .. That was so bad like a stab in the chest." He whispered close to my lips. The feel of his breath made me hot. But I couldn't get out of focus, I needed to know something about him, coming from his mouth.

"Why can't you risk coming here? Are you scared of going back to that place again?" I let go without thinking. His expression changed from fury to confusion. He turned pale all of a sudden.

"What are you talking about?" I wonder and realized he swallowed hard.

"I already know who you are." I spoke. "I saw your picture in the paper." He turned away from me with red eyes, they were suddenly so dark. I could see pain, such pain he had in his chest. "It won't go away. I won't tell anyone." I whispered and held onto his hand. I looked into his eyes, said nothing. But he understood, that I wouldn't judge him.

"I really need to go." he said and let go of my hand.

"Did you really do all that?" I asked and held onto his arm. I wouldn't give up so easily.

"That's what they said, isn't it? Go call the police, call the asylum!" he said with disdain.

"I would never do that to you. Just tell me, did you?" I asked again bringing our bodies closer. He looked right into my eyes, his gauze was shining again, I wanted so badly to see that soul, it was so dark. I could feel it.

"No young lady. I didn't." he replied and I breathed a loud sigh of relief. I believed him, I saw it in his eyes that he wasn't lying.

"I believe you, Julian. I do." I spoke softly. Her eyes widened in surprise and I saw relief in them, a different glow came over her and her expression softened.

"You can't be real. Are you human or an angel? I know, you're a fairy!" He teased and smiled. The most beautiful smile, which ended all my inner wars. It was Julian I wanted to be with.

"You're such an idiot…" I gave a low laugh, my heart was so happy he was there. I didn't think it was possible to get attached to a person so quickly. But after all, who commanded the heart? Nobody.

Julian encircled my waist with his large, strong hands pulling me tightly closer to his body. I almost melted in his arms when he took my lips in a hot and intense kiss, starting slow and increasing to a breathless kiss full of fire, my body was on fire, my blood was burning my skin and a strange moisture wet my panties. My intimacy was throbbed, I needed relief from that disturbing situation.

Therefore, I rubbed myself against Julian, feeling a generous volume, the situation escalated. Next thing we knew, we were kissing on the wall of my room, making out like there was no tomorrow. Messy hair, wrinkled clothes, my body was limp. He was squeezing me so tight it was sure to leave marks, I didn't care as long as it was his marks on me.

His hot and refreshing breath passing over my skin, walking from my lips swollen by the fierce kiss, to my ear where his tongue landed, eliciting moans that I tried to repress.

"I can't control myself…" Julian whispered in my ear lifting my sweatshirt and scratching my body underneath it. It was crazy, but I was willing to do anything with him, right then and there.

Until my grandmother knocked on the door.