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**Valerie** It was already evening when we arrived in Paris. I called in sick to work today. I wasn't entirely lying though, especially after last night at the bar. The villa was more beautiful than I'd imagined. It had a big garden, a pool, a waterfall, sculptures... Name it. “Do you like it?” Lucas asked, standing behind me. My lips curled into a smile. “I love it.” “I'm glad it's to your taste.” He grinned. “I'll show you to your room then,” he offered, leading the way. Stepping into the well-furnished interior, I let my eyes roam, taking in the lights, the walls, and the floor. They were all impeccable. We were standing in front of a door now. Lucas opened it and gestured for me to go in, while a man brought in my bag. “You should freshen up," he suggested. "There's a local bar