Cal had neither given up nor had he forgotten his threat to Rose. He wanted to have her. Just when was another question. Rose never seemed to be alone. She was either as school or with her husband or her son. Cal knew that she hadn't told Henry anything.

Cal smirked.

Maybe he just go over to their home and ask Henry if he could take his wife out?

Sometimes the easiest plan was the best one as well. But this time it probably wasn't. And of course Cal knew that Henry wasn't his main problem here. Rose wouldn't tell him of that he was sure of, but there was no telling what she would tell this gutter rat. When seeing them at dinner Cal too could tell that they still had feelings for each other.

But nothing further about that now, he wanted her. Rose owed him something for putting up with this gutter rat.

Cal finally decided to just drive over to them and see if Rose would be alone. Luckily Athenaise was out shopping again or at least Cal thought so and wouldn't disturb him. Having sex with her surely wasn't this great. Cal laughed to himself.

What could Rose really do? Even if she did tell the gutter rat there was nothing that Jack could do about it without Cal telling Henry about their secret relationship. He won't be pleased.

Cal didn't think much of woman, the only two he was actually friendly to were Jack's wife Gisela, but only because he knew that it would hurt Rose and of course Euphrasie. This woman was really something special and Cal really thought himself to be deeply in love with her. He knew nothing about her family and somehow he didn't care. Euphrasie was great and probably the only person in the world that Cal really and truthfully loved. But of course that didn't change anything in his sexual desire for other women. These were too different things for Cal.

Euphrasie he loved as a goddess for whom he would do anything, well what Cal called everything like buying her things, he wouldn't probably give her life for her, like Jack would do for Rose, Gisela or his daughters, but still he loved her in one way. But he loved Rose and Athenaise in another way. They simply belonged to him. He didn't consider Euphrasie his property however and she was the only one who actually could talk back on him without having to fear his outburst. She was the only woman who didn't have to bear any attacks, beatings or rapes from him.

Cal was getting into his car meanwhile. He didn't bother to call his chauffeur.

After all what should he tell him?

Just wait until I've fucked her or what?

…..

In the meantime Henry was home as well reading todays newspaper.

Just nothing really knew. There were always the same problems. Over in Europe the Locarno decree had been signed and people here seemed to get richer by each day. Well whatever.

Rose was sitting in front of him and was reading a book.

But she couldn't concentrate on it too much was still on her mind.

What if Cal did try anything?

What if Jack would never overcome his feelings for Gisela?

The second thought was certainly more important for Rose. After their kiss she hadn't heard anything, well with the exception of seeing him at his daughter's birthday party, but that one of course hadn't been very successful.

Henry was completely absorbed with his book, while Andy had gone out with Fabrizio and Giuseppe again. Rose was happy that he had found a good friend now.

If only Henry could see how much his son needed his father, Fabrizio was acting much more like a father than Henry.

She signed.

…..

Cal had just parked in his car one block away. He didn't need any witness, if he should achieve his goal. He went up to the house and knocked on the door.

Rose was startled, when she heard the knock.

Since Henry didn't seem to have noticed she got up to answer it.

She was shocked when she saw Cal standing outside.

"Hello Mrs. Calvert," Cal politely told her with this sick and fake voice that was so typically his.

"What do you want Cal? My husband is home," she whispered to him.

Cal was a little disappointed.

Maybe it wasn't the right time after all?

Henry had stood up as well now and was coming up to them.

"Mr. Hockley?" he asked in disbelieve. "What are you doing here?"

Cal thought about it for a moment.

He had to have her now. There had to be a way to get to her.

Suddenly he thought that he had fun the right way.

"I'm deeply sorry to bother you now Mr. Calvert," he told Henry careful not to look to lustful at Rose. "But I've some request for you."

Could that wait? Henry thought bitterly.

He could think of better ways to spend his evening, but he didn't dare to say this to Cal.

"Sure what is it?" he asked him instead.

"I've some very important things for you to do Mr. Calvert. I'm sorry, but it can't wait."

"Of course, I'll come with you."

They went outside leaving Rose alone, who signed in relieve.

Cal told Henry that he should drive ahead. Both of them got in their cars. But of course Cal didn't think of leaving.

It was just so easy with him.

Once Henry's car was out of sight, Cal went back to the house and climbed in to the open window, he had noticed before.

"Hello sweet pea," he told her.

Rose gasped.

"Cal, get out of my house!" she shouted, but he wasn't impressed at all.

"Not very likely my dear. Have you thought about my offer?"

"I will never sleep with you Cal. You're a sick bastard."

Cal however just moved closer to her while she moved further back to the wall.

It wasn't long until he had backed her up against it.

"Cal please let me go…" she screamed at him shoving her foot up.

"Oh Rose you've to enjoy this sweet pea. I'm surely better than your husband," he only told her.

Rose thought of a way to get away from him.

Cal shoving her down the floor holding her down and began kissing her neck.

"My god Rose…" he moaned feeling himself getting hard beneath his pants.

He started to rip her clothes of, while Rose struggled underneath him.

Cal slapped her again.

"Just be still now and enjoy this now. You'll see it'll be great."

Rose was silently crying now.

Just when Cal was about to rip her clothes further up he felt the barrel of a pistol behind on his head.

"I wouldn't do this if I were you Mr. Hockley."

Cal turned around to face the person standing behind him.