So, I am Mr. Hampton again. It seems that I am only Julian when you forget yourself."
"I...that is..."
"We have known each other more than half our lives, Pen."
She had not even noticed what she called him.
"I do not want you to call me Mr. Hampton in private conversation ever again.
My incomparable beloved,
Seven months you have been gone, and I fear you will never return. I await your brief, infrequent letters like a boy, desperate for any small indication that you remember I exist, hoping for evidence that you tire of that foreign land where you now live. I read your missives a hundred times for the slightest intimation that you will be coming home. The part of my mind that does nothing but wait grows daily, and soon nothing will be left to attend to life's duties. One word, my love, just one; that is all I seek. One word to let me know that you will not stay away forever, and that I will at least have your presence and friendship in my life, even if I can never have your passion and your love."
--Julian Hampton to Penelope, Countess of Glasbury
Só a quero porque não a posso ter.Como um rapaz imberbe
Madeline HunterSilêncio. Um centro negro e tranquilo absorvendo o caos para a sua quietude
Madeline HunterStichwörter: silêncio
Silêncio. Quietude. A pulsação a criar uma calma absoluta. Uma Maior Consciência na perda de toda a percepção. A Flutuar agora. Ausência de perda. Ausência de medo. Ausência de tempo. Ausência de som.
Uma perturbação. O centro a quebrar-se como vido negro
Stichwörter: silêncio
All the same, we should excuse ourselves," Vergil said. "Although I am wondering if the meeting was already well concluded when we intruded." He gave Nathaniel a deep look on the last sentence that made Charlotte's caution prickle. She saw the big brother in him, thinking that a private chat with this man was in order.
Bianca still had not picked up the cue. "You are making plans regarding the petitions?"
"I trust that a petition came up at some point in the visit," Vergil said dryly. "Correct, Knightridge?"
Charlotte wanted to die. "Indeed one did," she said. "Mr. Knightridge is proving to be a great help in the cause."
Bianca beamed. "I always knew that the two of you would find common ground in something."
"Yes, we have discovered that we think alike in one small area," Nathaniel agreed.
Charlotte wanted to hit him.
"Indeed," Vergil muttered.
Stichwörter: witty insinuating
Forgive me. It was stupid of me to think you might need company, when clearly all you required was that decanter.”
“It was not stupid. It was very kind. Quite soft, actually. A very warm, womanly gesture. I am touched.” He smiled softly. “However, if you truly want to help, if you really want to distract me, there are better ways. When I saw that dress, I dared hope you had realized that.
Stichwörter: witty charlotte nathaniel
I never hated you. My anger was never with you, but with the little hell my heart had put me in. The anger always passed. I never regretted loving you. If I had gone to my grave never kissing you or touching you, I still would not have thought it a wasted love.
Madeline HunterStichwörter: unrequited-love
Is your badness so varied that it is still delightful? I expect anything gets boring after a while.'
He looked at her with interest. 'How perceptive you are. It takes a good deal of effort to keep badness from being boring. One must seek out new experiences and challenges. Our mutual friends may think I have an easy life, but being notorious is grueling work after a few years.
Daphne, whatever you could think of in your wildest imagination, there is a game for it and probably has been for a thousand years.' He pulled off his shirt and advanced on her. 'For example, there is the lovely lady taken up against the wall game. I'll show you how it is played.
Madeline HunterStichwörter: humor castleford sex-games
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