MR. BAD GUY (ENGLISH VERSION)

GOOD OLD-FASHIONED LOVER BOY

Although Pauline, as usual, kept company Enzo as a "friend", to make sure he doesn't feel alone, she, tired, retired his bedroom in spite of he begged her  not leaving him on his own. This time Enzo didn't win. Pauline from time to time applied him the policy of carrot and stick because if she'd let him, she would subordinate all her life to him.

Luckily, Enzo adapted to this circus like a chameleon on a branch. He almost got to blend with all that. That night specifically he exploded from boredom and restlessness. Till he saw someone just a few inches from him, through the elegant crystal of his champagne glass. He took a little sip and watched his profile.

He smiled lightly to a bustling comment by a joking attendant. Although he grinned obliging. And at that moment it burned the flame of love in Enzo once again. He seemed to him irresistible.

He wore an impecable smoking with a grey velvet jacket with shades of silver. Black bow tie, white shirt with black buttons and slipper shoes. He had the beautiful jacket open, one hand in his pocket and the other holding a glass of wine. His neck was rosy and pale. He had a cute ass, better waist and splendid hands. Typical: " Hi, how are you tonight? My name is Enzo. Would you like another drink?" But he dismissed it because he was lazy and it was a predictable speech. He hated predictable things.

When he moved to greener pastures quietly, he saw how Ekaterina approached to him with a great confidence pointing out at his direction. Then he saw him in front and he stared at him. Ekaterina, seeing him strangely all alone, said to the boy a few words at his ear and both came closer to Enzo. He swallowed hard and looked around as though they approached to somebody else.

- Enzo, you are very alone tonight -Teri said, with her improved english language-. That's weird.

- Yeah. I'm going to the hotel. Say goodbye to Chris, please.

- Oh, don't you go. Look, I introduce you Taron. Taron, Enzo.

- Nice to meet you, Enzo. You are amazing in the film. I liked it very much.

- Thank you -he could only say, at the moment.

So far their shaking hands were perfect for each other. He imagined frivolously tied forever to his hands. He trusted that he didn't show from miles away how smitten he was.

- I love your velvet jacket -he said taking advantage to touch it as much as he wanted and touch too his arms.

- Yes, it's very soft, isn't it? -he stated smiling. He seemed not care a thing about his groping off the bat.

- Very -Enzo answered with his fiery eyes.

Now he let Taron speechless looking at his empty glass not knowing what else to say. That was the attitude, Enzo thought. This is going to be a piece of cake.

- Would you like a drink?

- Sure. I'd love it.

- Where does that beautiful name Taron come from?

- That's greek. It means the hunter. Well, I think so.

- Oh darling, don't get blushed. I'm sure that I'm not the only one who praise your name. So? A glass of wine, please. Hmmm?

Suddenly Taron removed restless as though he was stung by an army of leas climbing up his trousers. He took the glass from Enzo's hands trembling and he touched lightly his little finger with his palm. Then he took it to his mouth and drank it just one swallow. He wiped with the side of his hand and smiled again nervous.

- My love, don't drink like that. You will get sick -Enzo recriminate him with a dissaproving grimace.

- Could you give me another one? -he asked the waiter shaking his empty glass and seeming ignore the protective comment by Enzo.

Enzo looked at him from head to toe trying to bite his tongue and stop being so insolent with that beauty. He had blonde reddish hair cropped short. He had such a good measured head, rounded face and just a little beard. Blue and smiling eyes filled with wrinkles around, very sexy. He was a real cutie and he didn't look like more than 25 years. He fitted his suit like a glove.

- How do you know Ekaterina? Enzo asked drinking his little sip of vodka with tonic.

- I'm his english teacher.

- Really? You are to blame that Teri can speak a whole sentence with some sense at last. I see... are you coming from here?

- No, I'm american.

- Which part?

- Filadelfia.

- Do you miss your city?

Taron looked at him confused. Suddenly he passed from the cheeky and frivolous play to play the worried mother. He was completely confused with that man but he answered.

- All the time.

- Poor thing... don't you have a lot of friends here? Any girlfriend maybe?

For the first time Enzo mentioned the word "girlfriend". He didn't mean to sleep alone if he could. Taron just denied waiting for the next question of Enzo restlessly.

- Do you want some company tonight?