“In my ear, he whispers, “Vous voir bientôt mon amour, see you soon my love.”

“Tu te plais à me voir, sombre et désespéré, / Errer dans mon amour comme en un cimetière!”

“Est-ce que je peux avoir cette danse mon amour? May I have this dance my love?”

“Chantez, riez; soyez heureux, soyes célèbres;Chacun de vous sers bientôt dans les ténèbres. Sing, laugh; be happy, be famous;Each one of you will soon be in the darkness.”

“I love the way you feel Ella." He says in my mouth"I love the way you taste." He whispers against my breasts and gently licks one of my nipples."I love the way you smell." He murmurs into my neck, inhailing behind my ear."I love the way you look at me when i'm inside you" he whispers against my lips the same time he grinds into me.”

“His gaze swept her head to toe. “You’re wearing my colors, love.” He stalked forward and leaned down to brush her cheek with a kiss. “Soon you’ll be wearing me,” he whispered for her ears only.”