Totally frustrated by what had happened with Isabelle and his aunt, Shawn just drove around for a few hours. He didn't want to go home; he didn't want to see his friends... He wanted to sit somewhere and not think about what he had done to Isabelle. Shawn couldn't get her disgusted expression out of his mind. He couldn't get his aunt's words out of his mind. Then, when she mentioned Jennifer, he felt the urge to scream.          His destiny changed when that woman entered his life and took his young and foolish heart and crushed it in the shortest time possible. Then she threw it away as if it was garbage. On that ugly terrible day, he swore to himself that no other woman would ever make fun of him. Shawn Grayson would treat every woman who would cross his path as if they were toys. He would use them just for sex, nothing more. A pure physiological need that he had often sa

         Sunday morning, Shawn woke up with a slight headache. Fortunately, the accident of the night before hadn’t caused too much damage and there had been no injuries apart from a small cut on his cheek that was already closing very well. He got out of bed pushing the black silk sheets and took the remote control to raise the blinds. The morning was very sunny and he opened the window to breathe the morning’s fresh air. From the terrace, he could hear the voices of his nieces who were talking to Marie. Shawn loved those two little angels so much, loved hearing their voices after a day of work. Richard and Christine were so lucky...          Shawn decided to take a quick shower to relax a bit and then he would go downstairs and would spend the morning next to Marie, the girls, and... Isabelle. His accident had frightened Frannie and Di

           She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned abruptly."I'm going to take a look inside the kitchen, to see if everything is all right with the guys of the association and then we'll go home," Marie said.“As you wish. The little ones and I are waiting for you here, ok?" Isabelle replied trying to smile.“All right. Ah, Shawn got a call from... from that woman. She arrived, uninvited, at the villa,” she added and squeezed Isabelle's hand. “I don't know how much Shawn was willing to invite her to lunch, but... she's already there. I don’t understand what is he seeing in this woman. Why is Shawn still with her when he can see that she’s no good?”"She is a beautiful, intelligent woman," Isabelle said in a tone so normal that surpr

They started walking in silence and after a few minutes, Shawn spoke."You avoided me all day," he said without too many words.“I had my reasons to do it.”          Shawn took her arm firmly, but without hurting her, and Isabelle found herself in front of him. He wanted to see her face in the moonlight.“Little Belle, I want to hear something from you...”“Please, stop! I would like to go back inside!” she said fearfully."Isabelle, I want to hear you saying my name."          She felt that she was about to die from all the emotion. The way Shawn was touching her at that moment wa

          A black truck entered the driveway that led to the "Villa Mimosa" main entrance. Isabelle put down her little diary and the pen and got up from her chair. The girls were playing quietly and Marie was inside, informing Rosa about the last touch of the lunch and dinner. The four Graysons had to be back home around lunchtime and Marie wanted everything to be absolutely perfect. She couldn't wait to see her husband, her two boys, and Christine, her daughter-in-law. Her impatience was so infectious that Isabelle had to take the girls out, to keep them calm.          Isabelle took a few steps to better see the truck. It couldn’t be Mr. Grayson and the others; it was too early to have them home. Besides, Marie had decided to send John with the limousine to the airport to bring everyone home as quickly as possible. John had just lef