Chapter One : At Le Vrai

I couldn't believe my sister was dragging me to Le Vrai of all places. To me this restaurant was for show off's, playboys and snobs. And the worst part of all was the way The Merovingian would look at you, he had never done it to me thank god, but I have seen him do it to other people. If you saw him giving you one of those looks and you didn't want to be his next conquest in one of the restaurant bathrooms then run for the door quick! Those looks were always dripping with lust and desire, but I don't think I was the desire of the flesh it was the desire of mastery, to master someone and them give into you.

My sister was meeting her partner here and she had set me with one of his friends, what boredom, she always tried to do this to me and I never liked them, she always said that I needed to find someone while I was still young and that he needed to be rich so could be 'kept' well, yuk, who wanted to be kept. I knew I was never going to like any of the people she set me up with, especially if they were anything like her partner, I can't understand what she saw in him anyway.

I was quite impressed with myself I managed to sit through the whole meal looking like I was interested and listening intently, yeh right, but after desert was finished my attention span was gone. As my sister was talking to the two men, which I enjoyed very much, I didn't know how much longer I could listen to this idiot rattle on for, my eyes were free to roam around the room.

Looking around at the other people I could see couples having a romantic evening, so envious, people having work dinner meetings and friend's just out for a nice evening meal. As my gazing continued to wander it went to the top table and there he sat, The Merovingian, he was the biggest slime ball in the whole room, if you were unlucky enough that his gaze landed on you you would be able to feel him mentally undressing you, shudder.

To the left of his table sat his henchmen, just a group of thugs with some skill. To the right of his table were the most magnificent things I had ever seen, I couldn't call them me because I knew they weren't, I knew they were computer programmes but that didn't stop me from liking them any less. That must have been the only thing The Merovingian had done right was programme them way he did. Everyone immediately assumed they were identical, but if you looked closely you could see slight differences. But how many people looked as close as I did, most people cowered away by just their presence.

Realising my mind had run away with me I snapped myself back to the here and now, damn I had been staring at the twins, they now had identical smirks on the faces, surely they couldn't know what I was thinking, taking one last look and storing in my memory banks I turn back to our table.

About 20 minutes later we got up and left our table, I made a point of not looking in the direction on the twins, not that they would be looking at me, I was nothing special. I walked out of the restaurant with my sister and our two male companions, coming out of the building I stop on the side walk gaining the attention on those present, "I'm going to get off home, Early start tomorrow and all," I was desperately hoping that everyone would just let me leave and go back home. My sister turns to me with a slightly worried look on her face, "Are you sure?" all I can do is nod, "OK ring me tomorrow," I nod again and give my sister a hug. My set up date for the evening comes over to me after I let go of my sister, "Can I walk you home?" god even his voice isn't anything special, "No I'm fine I just want to be alone." I turn away and start to walk home, after a few meters when I hear no footsteps following me I breathe a sigh of relief that he hasn't followed me, I carry on walking but unbeknown to me the twins had been watching the whole exchange out of one of the restaurant windows.