Adele

“Gustav, you have made my neck so long,” Adele said. “Though I’m very fond of the gold choker.”

Klimt came up behind her and kissed her nape. “Your neck is very beautiful, my dear. And your face here is …look… sensuous, sultry, nostrils trembling in passion, and just a touch of cruelty in the lines of the mouth. Such a paradox you are, a miracle.”

Adele looked again at the portrait; she seemed both wicked and impassioned.

“What will my husband say when he sees it?”

Klimt lifted a lock of her raven black hair and kissed the tiny shell of her ear. “Your husband,” he whispered, “commissioned it.”

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