“You've fucking destroyed me. First, she did, and now, you are.”

“Right now, you're mine, just like she was mine. I'm going to pull you under and drown you in me until you can't forget.”

“Why did you fucking leave her, Phillipe?" Bringing his eyes back to mine, he swallows and simply replies,"I wanted to see if I could.”

“You are so fucking beautiful you hurt my eyes.”

“When I fuck you, Gemma, I want your eyes open, looking right at me. I've never hidden who I am from anyone I've touched, and I won't start with you.”

“I want you to play for me,” he told her as he passed the violin back.Her elegant fingers gripped the neck of her Stradivarius as she gently pulled it up and rested it on her left shoulder. She turned her chin, so it sat perfectly in the chin rest at the base of the lower bout.“What would you like me to play?” she asked, closing her eyes.“Something you want me to hear.”

“He touches me with every look he gives me, and she touches me with every word she tells me.”