It was late into the night. Alexander walked into Francois's chamber.

"Are you happy now?" he said sarcastically as he walked in under the moonlight.

"I am very happy." Francois was wearing a thin silk robe, her snow-white skin smooth as jade, partly seen and partly hidden under the robe, making her more glamorous than ever. She was sitting on the edge of the bed with curled feet, her snow-white nape standing out in the darkness. She slightly cocked her ...