In a silent apartment, where the low lights highlighted the shadow of each movement, James Lee and his girlfriend found themselves in a rare moment of intimacy - and also of provocations. Sitting face to face, between enigmatic smiles and defiant looks, the tension mixed with complicity.

• James, tell me something - you began, with voice loaded with a mixture of play and seriousness -, if one day I became your enemy, if I turned against you and lost... which part of my body would you take as a trophy?

The air seemed to freeze for a moment. James, with his cold and calculating expression, looked deeply into her eyes as he calls her a flickering candle between them. His voice, calm and cutting, broke the silence.

• My dear, if such a betrayal occurred, I would take your tongue.