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there."
    He puts his hand on her lower back and pushes her forward. They step out of the elevator onto a thick carpet that absorbs all noise. He finally lets go of her and she steps away. After searching for a while, Stuart finds his keys in the inside pocket of his suit.
    "There."
    Evy feels Stuart's hot breath against her ear. He pushes at the door and it opens silently.
    "Here you go."
    He steps back a little placing his hand between her shoulder blades - exactly where her bra strap is. He keeps his hand on her back and pushes her through the door and closes it. The apartment is dark and Evy stops just inside the door. She can feel the size of the apartment like a dark matter surrounding her. Stuart stands closely behind her and she can feel the heat from his body. As her eyes get accustomed to the darkness, it becomes clear to her how big the room is - large windows and a dark space to her left. A small sound and lights switch on all over the apartment. Light pours out from the dark space and reveals a big, wide bed under a ceiling of mirrors.
    "The rent is with cleaning and washing."
    Evy gasps at the sight of the big bed, but Stuart doesn't notice.
    "Do you like it?"
    Stuart's voice is business-like. She looks at him - not understanding - and examines every detail of his face. ”He looks older than the magazines say he is. 52.” She turns her back and looks at the skyline.
    "You seem to like it. Better than the yellow house, I bet?"
    "How do you know...?"
    With a gesture of his hand, Stuarts dismisses her question.
    "It's beautiful."
    Her voice is void of all emotion.
    "Come."
    He takes her hand and pulls her gently through the door on her right.
    "Bathroom and walk-in closet."
    He nods at the two doors in the room. Evy wonders if the many oriental rugs are genuine. ”He wouldn't have oriental rugs that weren't genuine, would he.” Then she looks at the bed. It doesn't have a head board and rests on four big, square legs.
    "I just got the apartment and I'm planning to lend it out to friends if they need a place."
    He's standing close to her, staring at her face. She steps away and smiles.
    "That sounds like a good idea. Thanks for showing it to me. I think I'll go home now. I'm tired."
    She takes one more step away from him, but that only gives him a better view of her body. She steps back, trying to get further away from him. He smiles and walks over to her. She feels how an intense cold is rushing through her body. An uneasy feeling that she doesn't have time to understand before his hands close around her arms. She's standing with her back to the bed. He slowly pushes her backwards, increasing his hold on her when she tries to resist. She tries to break away, but he's too strong. Only now does she notice that the entire back wall of the bedroom is covered in mirrors. His body is leaning against hers and her arms are beginning to hurt from his hands. The heat from his body makes her shiver. He doesn't move and he doesn't let go. He's facing the mirror and she can feel his breathing getting heavier.
    "It can't be the first time. You must have used your looks before."
    His voice is hoarse. She tries to move but can't, and suddenly she realizes that something will happen that she can't prevent. She curses herself for being stupid and naive, for wanting so much to be a part of a world where she doesn't belong.
    "You really haven't tried it before?!"
    There is both surprise and joy in his voice.
    "Be a smart girl and start using it - everybody else does."
    He buries his face in her long hair, and his words are muffled. He increases his hold on her. The pain makes her bend over backwards, but he keeps talking.
    ”I'll take good care of you. I'll make your name famous and make sure you'll always have enough money."
    It's as if the pain makes her more present in her head than in her body. He presses his body against her and lets go of her a little as his hands start to wander. ”Now, now! Run now!” But his words have