章 1: [Stages]
In a minimalist room, furnished with the right and necessary, adorned with plants on plateaus of pure white.
It was in the center, a King Size bed; Breaking with such a harmonious image. And despite its large size, on she, there have an individual who practically used all his capacity in length.
This was in the purest state of the wild: In complete nudity. Exposing her purity to prying eyes, only using smooth white sheets.
His masculine purity, being a sculpted body with decent muscles despite his great height. Even in their lowest state, without any pumping, they looked majestic. Such characteristics, together with his current image, built a magnetic and masculine sensuality.
Until well around dawn, he opened his eyes. Being these the door to the soul in the fables, they demonstrated Justice, fierceness, benevolence but indifference, the same. With signs of apathy, who sought to turn off the shine in those electric blue eyes.
His first action of the day was to find something to cover his nakedness with. Looking for simple clothes that would do their job.
After doing so, he decided to leave and went in search of another room: His bathroom. Here performing his daily needs and then washing his face, to observe the mirror: where he was received with a face of extreme beauty.
With perfect proportions, a small nose, square jaw, and hollow cheeks. Yes, the usual face...
But this was not a typical day for him. He skipped his daily morning shower, wanting to leave without dignity; he didn't deserve the dignity.
With straight posture and few movements, he left the bathroom, heading down the stairs. Yes, he lived in a two-floor house that could be considered a mansion.
Touching gently and lightly the fine wood from which his staircase was built, he went straight to his living room.
Where he observed through the peephole of his sight his Dear Housewife, Mrs. Klent, who was an experienced old lady. She received him with the biggest smile.
"Good morning, Sir. One more day with your morning presence, it's another day for me."
Although extremely familiar, these were the codes and manners with which Mrs. Klent was raised to serve high society.
"Mrs. Klent, nice to see you one more day. But, yesterday I told you that your presence was not necessary today. Is there any problem?".
"Of course not, Mr. Frederick. He just considered that I am actually necessary here, since you are usually busy."
"Actually, you're right. But today is not a usual day. I ask you to please take a day off. I won't be here today. With your cleaning yesterday, it's enough."
"Sir... Although it is my regret, I must abide by your words. I have left your breakfast on the kitchen table. For now, I say goodbye".
He patiently waited for Mrs. Klent to take her belongings and leave her property, in a motionless position and in a reflective state.
"Actually, today is a busy day..."
He watched how his breakfast was smoking and released an appetizing smell. But it was only a moment, as he ignored him and walked past. Because he began to go to the door of his basement. And on his long way to his destination, I observe the vestiges of his hobbies.
A room dedicated exclusively to his love of painting. With various oil paintings that showed different scenarios and expressed different emotions. From sadness to ecstasy.
As well as in different parts of his home, there were stationed sculptures that varied in different styles.
As well as his personal library. In it he kept books of his interest, which varied from history, mythologies, military power, poetry, philosophy, apothecary; Even modern topics, such as psychology, medicine, business.
And even entertainment novels.
And finally, before reaching his destination, He looked at his patio for the last time; He was very fond of plants. He liked raising them.
But he came to the door that led to the underground... Truly underground. His hand trembled a little as he touched the handle, but with determination he opened it fully. So I slowly walked down the stairs.
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