In the next morning, Clarisse wake up alone. The bed was already cold and the smell of his cologne is gone. She closed her eyes to remember… Joseph made her scream his name, over and over again. He played with her body like no one, well it was only Rupert in fact but… She felt young again. Felt loved, desired. Seductive. Felt beautiful! For the first time in her life, she allowed the luxury of feel pleasure in bed and not feel guilty about it. She stretched out and looked at the watch, it was five minutes to seven when the phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Good morning beautiful!" The husky voice of Joseph, left her heart beating wildly.

"Good morning to you too! You were in a hurry to leave my bed ..."

"Never, my love! But I could not let your lady's maid's see me in your bedroom."

"How thoughtful!"

"Are you still lying on the bed?"

"Yes..."

"Naked?"

"Yes..."

"I'll be right back!"

"Joseph, behaves!"

"Please, love. I need you in my arms, again! Whenever I remember our night, I start to shake ... I want you! I want you now, Clarisse! "

"Joseph ..."

"Tell me the truth ... Did you like it?"

"What? Do you need to ask?"

"Of course I need to ask. How do I know if you like it or not?"

"Do the women who share your bed, much more expressive than me?" Clarisse sat on the bed and pulled the sheet up to her chest.

"They're more wild." Said Joseph teasing but Clarisse did not understand it that way.

"So, I suggest you stay in touch with those ladies."

"Clarisse, is not it ..." But Clarisse hung up the phone. For a few minutes, she sat on the bed to let the tears run freely. How it was possible to spend from a great joy to a great sadness? The phone rang again but she did not answer. She got up and went to the shower ... Her duty as queen was not worried about the bits that her heart broke.

At seven-thirty, sharp, Joseph entered her suite.

"Good morning, Your Majesty."

"Good morning, Joseph." Clarisse looked down. She was too hurt to look at Joseph.

"Clarisse, I need to talk to you. You understood me wrong ..."

"Maybe, but I will not talk about it, again. I was wrong and I'm old enough to know that the great passions only exist in the books!"

"Clarisse ..." Joseph grabbed her waist but she pulled away immediately.

"Do not touch me!"

"Why? What did I do wrong?"

"I do not have your vast experience of love, with your numerous girlfriends or lovers, as it was only a man in my life, but if I asked you if you had liked because Rupert was wilder than you ... What it is to answer me?"

"What? Are you serious?"

"Answer me!" Clarisse was now in full Queen mood. She walked to the window.

"I never… Clarisse, I was not comparing you to anyone. Also, my experience is not as you think. I was teasing you. "

"Teasing me? How dare you? The only man besides my husband, whom I allowed to share my bed, it was you! And you compare me with other women? Yesterday you said I have no right to speak in your personal life or feel jealous ... Today you tell me that the other women who occupied your bed were wilder than me...Please leave me alone. "

"Clarisse ..."

"Leave!" Joseph bowed and left without saying a word.

Joseph came out of Clarisse suite with a heavy heart. But what went through your head? After so many years, Clarisse dropped the walls and let him share her love. And he insults her, comparing her to other women! Stupid! And now? How will he make her believe that she is the love of his life? Joseph felt ashamed. And he did everything possible to avoid Clarisse throughout the day.

Rapunzel and Mother Gothel strolled in the gardens while Clarisse and Pierre watched them through the office window.

"And mother, will you tell me what's going on?"

"There's nothing wrong, Pierre. Why do you ask?" Clarisse walked away from the window and sat at her desk.

"Mama, I know you and I know that something happened. But I understand if you do not want to talk about it."

"It's all right, Pierre. I'm worried about Rapunzel. We still can not know anything about her and it scares me. I know that Khristi Gothel is lying, but who is Rapunzel?"

Pierre sat in a chair across Clarisse desk. It was obvious that Clarisse was worried about Rapunzel but it was more evident that it had happened a very serious thing.

The next two weeks were a real hell for Clarisse. Pierre had to constantly return to his Parish and mother Gothel spent more time with Rapunzel ... and with Joseph. Whenever Pierre was away, Joseph followed they constantly. They lunched and dined together often and Joseph began to think that mother Gothel was a beautiful, intelligent and needy woman. Khristi Gothel immediately noticed the change in Joseph and looking for all the times she could be alone with him. Clarisse watched them for days and each time she felt more betrayed. She must be really bad in bed ... After all, Joseph came out of her bedroom in the middle of the night and did not return to repeat the experience. And as if that were not bad enough, he walked with Khristi Gothel under her nose!

Joseph sat on a bench near one of the garden fountains. Clarisse entered the room but kept the light off and approached the window. Joseph looked sad and when Clarisse was preparing to go to him, Khristi Gothel sat next to him and grabbed his hand. Joseph did not take his hand, just got to look. Khristi twined her fingers in his and Joseph smiled. And without hesitation, she kissed him and Clarisse walked away from the window. With her hand covered her mouth to stifle a cry of pain.

Joseph turned away immediately.

"Please Khristi ... I do not ... I ..." Joseph tried to find the right words but failed. The panic that crossed his mind prevented him from speaking. And if Clarisse saw? How would he explain ...?

"Joseph, I can not denied the attraction a feel for you. You are so kind, so generous. You are a very sexy man and we are both single…"

"I am honored by the words from such a beautiful and intelligent woman. But I'm an old, lone wolf." Joseph got up, took her hand and kissed the back of her hand.

"Have a good night." And he was gone.

The next day, Clarisse did not get up from the bed. She needed time to decide what to do about Joseph. It was more than clear that he was not indifferent to Khristi Gothel, nor she to him. Clarisse knew she had no right to feel betrayed. He had every right to make his life with whom he wanted ... After all, the only thing he wanted from Clarisse, was taking her to bed. And as he had succeeded, he could leave for the next conquest! The problem is that she was completely in love with him ... And he break her heart!

Joseph stopped in front of Clarisse's office door for almost ten minutes, until he decided to beat.

"You may come in." Replied the voice of Charlotte.

"Where are Her Majesty?" Asked Joseph worried.

"Her Majesty is in her suite and do not want to be disturbed, even for you." Charlotte was visibly irritated.

"But why? What's going on?"

"And what does it matter to you? You ..." Charlotte was interrupted by the phone.

"Hello? Yes, of course Your Majesty. Let me see, please ... Yes, you could do it. Of course I will. I will do it right away, Your Majesty." And she hung up. Joseph waited for her to tell him what was happening, but Charlotte remained silent and Joseph went to the security tub.

"Good morning, Shades."

"Good Morning." Joseph looked Shades amazed with the cold and short answer.

"Is there something wrong?"

"Everything's alright, Boss."

"Shades!" Now Joseph was upset. "Will you care to explain me what's wrong?"

Shades remained in silence for a few seconds…

"Everyone at the palace is talking about you and mother Gothel…"

"What? Me and…"

"Yes. Many people are seen you holding hands and kissing. But that's your problem!"

Oh boy… If everyone at the palace was talking about it… Clarisse know!

"That was a mistake." But the phone rang.

"Yes, Charlotte. When? Sure, I'll deal with it now. Robert? I think he's off duty but I will call him immediately. And ... Okay ... Well, she's the boss! I will call you back, the soon as I know! " Joseph remained silent until Shades end the call.

"Do you care to explain?" Now Shades became muddled.

"Well ... You see, boss ... Well, the Queen ..."

"Shades!"

"The Queen will spend the next five days at the beach house and go out this afternoon. And also… Robert will become the Queen's Bodyguard."

"What?" Joseph left the security tub in a rage and went to Clarisse suite. When he reached the door, he ordered the guards to come out and entered without knocking.

"Clarisse? What nonsense is this?" Joseph stopped in the middle of the room. She was not there. The balcony window was closed. Was she even lying? Was sick? Joseph started to get really scared. He knocked on the bedroom door and called softly...

"Clarisse? Can I come in?" And entered without waiting for an answer.

"What do you want, Joseph? I think you have already known my plans, so ..."

"I am your Head of Security and your Bodyguard."

"And you will remain as my HOS, but you are no longer my bodyguard."

"Clarisse, you're not going to stay five days alone with Robert at the beach house!"

"Excuse me? I'm not asking you permission, I am communicating to you. Also, Pierre is not here and you have two ladies to take care. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to get ready. I want to make the most of these days . " Clarisse was going to go through him when he grabbed her arm and made her turn back.

"You will not be alone with him! I'm your boyfriend and do not allow such a thing!"

"Let me go. I do what I want. Also, my EX-boyfriend, was caught kissing another woman in MY garden! Now get out! I will not stay here to be humiliated."

Joseph was speechless ... She saw!

"No, Clarisse. Let me explain. It was a mistake ..."

"A mistake? No Joseph. It was the result of two weeks when you were always together. From the day she entered the palace, you became impressed with her. You got what you wanted, put you in my bed, but I have been such a bad lover as soon as I fell asleep, you went away. You told me I had no right speaking in your personal life, I had no right to feel jealous. After that, you told me that your other girlfriends or lovers were more wild than me, and to end in beauty, you began to follow Lady Khristi regularly ... "

"I was just helping Pierre ..."

"I'm sure that the help Pierre asked you did not include stay almost 24 hours with her, much less kissing!" Joseph dropped his arm, she went to the bathroom and closed the door. Joseph lowered his eyes and left the room!