IN THE LAP OF THE GODS

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With a little fortune that he earned because of that film's box office success, Enzo bought him a beautiful flat in centre of London and he was conscientiosly busy decorating and filling it with precious things. He couldn't bear the loneliness, so he asked Pauline to move with him.

- Are you alright? -Pauline wanted to know serving him a cup of tea

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- Are you alright? -Pauline wanted to know serving him a cup of tea.

The wedding pictures of Ekaterina and Chris filled the headlines of magazines and tabloids. Ekaterina was breathtaking on her white dress with such an insulting simplicity. It wasn't needed more because she was the absolut jewel. Her blue eyes flashed with happiness grabbing proudly her bouquet of flowers, very beautiful at its simplicity too. Chris, for his part, wasn't a bad groom either. He wore an elegant chaque that fitted him like a glove. His beautiful smile. His imposing and smart fine-looking. Ceremony in the privacy with just a few family and close friends.

- They won't last

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- They won't last. He is very gay, I mean it. He's gayer than me.

- Nobody is gayer than you, my dear -she said taking his high cheekbones and gently kiss them-. May you offer them your best wishes and forget about him. There are many men on earth, ok?

- I loved him dearly, Pauline. I broke up with you because of him. I fell hopelessly in love with him.

- I know, sorry. I didn't mean to devalue what you felt. But looking at the pictures of his life over and over again, doesn't do you good.

- You are absolutely right. When are we taking the flight to New York?

- At three. Don't you worry about anything, all is arranged like you wanted. Just get handsome when the paparazzi catch you at the airport.

- Don't tell me that. Do you want me getting depressed a little more?

- I was joking. Besides, there is no way you couldn't get more handsome.

- You are no good to me, Pauline. You always see me handsome. Won't you let me sleep just a bit more? -he begged pouting.

- Ohhh Mr Enzo Efseryan, you are impossible.

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