Arielle works for French immigration in Paris and has a reputation for a cold heart. She likes to entertain herself with the younger guys and never considers developing a relationship with a man. When she meets a wealthy and sexy middle-aged man who offers to give her everything, she finds the idea attractive but simply can’t commit.<br><br>On vacation in Spain, she meets a desperate young Moroccan whose work visa is about to expire. Against her better judgement, she gives him advice, then help. But when she returns to Paris, she finds she has set a chain of events in motion that quickly spirals out of control. The young man’s feelings of inadequacy lead to jealousy, gambling, and a chance meeting with a mystery man, completely changing the course of his life.<br>

I Love You Ten Million Times Over

He was cold and limp, unresponsive in my arms. “No, I can see that it isn’t going to work out. Just like it didn’t with Arielle. There is just no way to make it work. I’m going to have to go back to Morocco.”


“Then I’ll come with you, if it comes to that. I can get a job as a French teacher there. You’ll get a job at a car dealership based on Jean Claude’s recommendation. That wouldn’t be so bad.”


“If you are not Moroccan, you will not get a job as a French teacher. They only hire Moroccans for that. They won’t hire the French, or any other westerners, so they won’t hire you.”


I grabbed him again, holding him tighter now, forcing him to look at me. “Rabi, listen to me. Don’t give up on us. We’ll make it work. A solution like that would only be temporary until something better came along. We would be together. That’s the most important thing.”


Chapter 62