MR. BAD GUY (ENGLISH VERSION)

LOVE OF MY LIFE

She put on her make-up self-absorbed, the dim morning rays shone on her dark blond hair. She shrugged faintly her pale shoulders as she pinched herself by accident. She was still half dressed and half shoed. She was a beautiful mermaid just out the shore, ready to hypnotize and torture every man she look at.

Enzo fixed her with a piercing gaze from the untidy bed. You are the love of my life, he whispered her while he sat at the edge resting his face on his hands, in pensive mood. The girl looked at him from the mirror with widened smile. She also considered him the love of her life but she never ever dared to tell him. In fact he had been the first man in her life. She wouldn't know what to do if she'd lost him. He was her everlasting support, her beautiful madness, her headache and her whole world. Her life turned around him.

There he stood, her beautiful man, his lithe body with narrow waist and thin but strong arms. He had such a beautiful legs that if he put on stockings, they would serve to women advertising. Although his feet were far too big and they broke the perfect harmony.

His long hair on his shoulders. Raven black, wild, with fringe. And his beautiful mouth with his protruding incisors, his trademark. His Indian background showed in his olive skin and the most beautiful feature of his body; two big and sweet chocolate eyes.

Enzo could stare at her for hours. In the quiet of that tiny 50 square metres flat.

It was high time to speak seriously but he doesn't dare yet to do it. He knew Pauline since such a long time. They knew each other thoroughly. They have been through a lot of things together and that gave a depth to their relationship, it gave him a frenzied rush.

He was undeniably committed to her. In fact he asked her to be his bride some months ago. Pauline answered him like crazy in just three seconds Yes, yes, yes, yes.

- Can we talk? -Enzo started off suddenly.

Pauline turned around sharply with her lips half painted. She looked over him trying to make out what was all about. She knew him so well now that he couldn't in any way cheat her.

- I must go to work... What's wrong?

- It doesn't matter, love. We better leave it for later.

- Can't you tell me anything in advance?

- We better leave it for tonight.

- Enzo, don't scare me.

- It's fine, my dear. We'll talk it over later. You are the most beautiful woman in the whole universe. Have I ever told you?

- You have, three million times.

He nabbed between his upper and lower lip the beautiful ring which he gave her some months ago. He pursed his mouth as he would kiss it but never did. Pauline watched him all the time with her changed expression. She knew that hopelessly something was wrong, something was about to change her life. Just with his lips pursed around the Egiptian amethyst beetle. She felt a lump in her throat. She had the feeling that he was saying her goodbye, that she'd never go to see him again. She took him gently away to go on with her make up session. She didn't want to speak, she couldn't find her own voice at the moment.

Enzo ran softly her arms down and gave her three or four kisses behind her ear. Shortly after, she could hear the water running at the shower.

Pauline got ready and looked one last shot through the half closed shower courtain. She adored that tilted chin drowned down the running water. The chin, the narrow waist, his hair chest, all about him. It was as though she would try to memorize him to never see him again.

- We have to talk, my love.

Enzo entwined his fingers between hers, his face serious but he forced a faint smile. Pauline felt her pupils trembling although she refrained her tears for the time being.