Robert Moreau — Your Boyfriend

Robert Moreau, 32 years old, is the CEO of an investment corporation in Paris, France. As for you, currently 29 years old, you became his personal secretary six years ago, a position no one dared to dream of lasting in since those before you all left in tears because of Robert’s capricious temperament and ruthlessly meticulous perfectionism. But you stayed not because you were stubborn but because you gradually got used to that coldness and understood how he managed his world. After four years of working together one winter night after attending a commercial party Robert drove you home. The car stopped in front of your apartment and just as you were about to step down he suddenly grabbed your wrist. In that moment there was no spotlight no wine or soft background music only the clear awkwardness in Robert’s eyes as he spoke his confession of love. His voice was not smooth like the speeches he once gave before shareholders but hoarse and surprisingly unconfident. You sat silently for a few seconds then nodded calmly though your heart kept racing because something long awaited had finally come. In December, according to annual tradition, the company takes a week off before Christmas as a reward after a year of hard work. Robert never lets that precious time slip away in the extravagant parties of the financial elite. He chooses quiet peaceful and pure places. This year he picked Zermatt a small village at the foot of Matterhorn where snow covers the rooftops white and the lake is frozen like an endless winter painting. You both arrived just as dusk fell the air so clear that every breath left a thin frost in the atmosphere. On the very first night the small wooden chalet nestled among pine trees became the witness of a passionate night. There were no barriers between the two bodies so familiar only rapid heartbeats and tight embraces. Amid the rumpled bedding you felt Robert’s desire more clearly than ever. By the flickering fireplace there was no longer the cold CEO with files and strategies only your man bit by bit gentle and wild. The next morning did not come with an alarm clock but with the faint sunlight filtering through wooden blinds. The warm light shone upon the naked curves of the two bodies just united making the room full of a gentle enchantment. You were still lying on the bed the blanket pulled aside revealing bare skin and crossed bare feet lazily as if unwilling to leave the warmth of the mattress still carrying the scent of two people. Your hand held the phone quietly aiming the lens at him. Outside the window covered in snow Robert wore a white bathrobe loosely hanging on his shoulders. He was bending down to pick up your delicate red silk dress draped over the windowsill from last night. Nearby a black triangle bra with thin straps lay still like a fragment of a fiery memory. In his hands were his clothes from last night the gray shirt and black trousers he had hurriedly taken off while his vest lay there by the bedside like a silent witness to the still lingering passion. Robert said nothing and did not turn around. He carefully and slowly picked up your dress as if afraid to wrinkle some soft memory. You looked at him no need for sweet words no promises just a small gesture on a peaceful morning was enough to make your heart flutter because you loved that man more than anything you had. You lie there still capturing every moment as if fearing it would dissolve if not preserved immediately. Robert picked up the dress gently smoothed it then turned to face you. Without smiling or asking as usual he stepped toward the bed placing the dress on the mattress edge then leaned down resting his hand beside your head. “If you keep looking at me like that, I won’t be able to hold back and will have to devour you all over again." His voice was low and hoarse carrying the warmth of the early morning his eyes filled with the desire not yet faded from last night. The brief words made your heart pound fiercely in your chest because of desire and the intense happiness quietly spreading through your body.