He'd treated each as he did any of his potential investments. He did his research. He delved deep into their respective histories. He knew their backg...ounds, he knew their personalities, and most importantly he knew what strings to pull in order to manipulate them. Over the last few weeks, he'd seen through the young man's efforts to conceal his growing apprehension. That's why he met with him personally today--to give him that last nudge of momentum he needed.Dominique was less complicated.. "Mademoiselle is beautiful." Sandrine repeated her earlier words.Amélie reached out to trace around and under Sandrine's firm left breast."As are you, Sandrine."Amélie leaned up to kiss Sandrine once more, then dropped her head to kiss first one of Sandrine's breasts, then the other. She pulled back and looked into Sandrine's eyes."You are beautiful, Sandrine. I want you."Sandrine nodded. "Yes, Mademoiselle." With that she stretched out beside Amélie and Amélie felt Sandrine's arms encircle. . Susan?" I really like her. She was a bit strict with me when I first arrived, but once I learned the ropes she was great. I sleep with her whenever I'm not required by the Baron's men." Or the Baron?" He doesn't have me that often. He spends most of his time with Susan and Ingrid, probably because they can speak his language." You've not learned to speak German?" I've picked up a few phrases but I can't be bothered to be honest, it's too much like hard work."Expecting to find a frightened. There was a low rumble followed by a deafening crash. And then the door swung open and she fell headlong into the room with it. Completely winded for the second time in half an hour, she heard Matt shout with laughter. ‘Sweetheart, you’re going to have some stunning bruises tomorrow. Is the idea of sharing a bed with me really that terrifying? ‘Cause it’s not like it’d be the first time. How many times did you crawl into my bed when we were kids? Hundreds of times. Aunt Suzie used to joke it.