A double life

her face, bringing a brief feeling of freedom. Under a new identity, he had built a simple but peaceful life, far from the threatening shadows

orated with some impressionist paintings and black and white photographs capturing moments of serenity. A well -stocked library occupied a corner of the living room,

smile and sparkling blue eyes. Julie was the light in Marc's life, the anchor that kept him in the present and gave him a reason

Julie asked, her soft voice mix

s usually serious face. "Yes, thank you, darlin

armed Marc's heart. "Perfect. I prepared so

d in stark contrast to the chaos and violence of his past. He still remembered the sleepless nights, haunted by fear

bringing back memories he w

years

questionable moral choices. He had worked for Victor Moreau, a powerful and ruthless man who ruled the underw

furnished, in stark contrast to the illegal nature of his business. The walls were covered with

e on his lips, "I have a mission for yo

time Victor asked him for something, it meant danger, viol

manner, but Thomas knew that this gesture was only a facade. "There is a man cau

eliminate had turned out to be a key witness in a massive corruption case. Thomas had managed to approach him, but at the last moment, a crisis of conscienc

o the pr

ought him back to reality. She looked at him w

the dark memories. "Yes, sorry. I was just

u, you know that. No matter what happened

her unconditional love. "I know. Thank you, Julie.

thing and nothing, sharing moments of complicity and laughter. After th

ie?" she suggested, her eye

u want," Marc replied, feeling s

espite the ghosts of his past, he had found a form of peace and happiness with Julie. But he also knew that th

next steps. He had to remain vigilant, protect what was most precious to him. Life may have wante

omise and challenges. Julie was still sleeping, her face peaceful under the covers. He observed her for a moment, to

consultant, a job that allowed him to remain discreet while using the skills he acquired during his year

home early to spend time with her. The streets of Paris were bustling, people rushing to get

, his new friend who was beginning to suspect that Marc was hiding something

?" Paul asked, sitti

Marc replied, trying to hid

ect we're working on. I think we could improve s

was competent in his field. "Grea

his mind, Marc remained constantly on guard. Each unexpected phone call, each prolonged loo

und Julie waiting for him with a smile. "So

rove the security of a project," M

I thought about something today. How about we take a weekend trip to

tempting. This could give them a chance to recharge their batteries, away from pryi

ere this

I'll look for a lovely place. It'

ite the shadows of the past, he had found refuge in Julie's love and companionship. But deep down, he k

vor these moments of happiness, promising