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Amber sobbed as she grabbed the few things, she had put on the desk in her new office just hours before.

"What am I going to do now?" How am I going to pay the mortgage on the house? Surely my father will get me out of it, I'm lost," she repeated to herself over and over again as she wiped away a few mischievous tears that came out of her eyes.

"Can I come in?" She heard a hoarse voice behind her that made her tremble immediately.

He turned slowly, meeting a genuine, slender figure, and... Smiling, and then he realized that he must be his boss's twin, because his boss never smiled.

"Oh, is that you?" He exclaimed, putting his hands to his chest.

"Who were you waiting for?" Andrea? That man of Italian origin would never come to your office, he's a first-rate stubborn man, identical to Grandpa Massimo," he shook his head smiling.

Amber smiled. 

"How is it possible that two people who were born on the same day, and gestated in the same womb, were so different?" she bit her lip thoughtfully.

"Lightning! If you're sexy.

"What do you say?" Amber asked, blankly.

"And clumsy," exclaimed Fernando, turning his head in denial. 

"Not at all to my taste, she's perfect for Andrea," he thought inwardly, and he was right, for a person as stubborn and ill-tempered as Andrea Laureti, who only needed a woman like Amber, sexy, cheerful and above all beautiful, she was perfect for him; On the other hand, for Fernando's promiscuous and liberal heart, he would prefer women of character, but who had a genuine and impressive intelligence.

"Yes, I beg your pardon, Mr. Laureti.

"You can call me Fernando, it doesn't bother me, in fact, I hate protocols," he sat down at the desk opening his jacket a little. 

Amber felt a drool come from her lips. The man was identical to her boss, but he didn't make her tremble like he did, and it might be that Andrea's seriousness made her curious.

"Look Amber, do you want this job?" He asked seriously.

"Well, you see, of course I'd like to keep it, but I don't think Mr. Andrea will let me be here after what happened," he said, looking down.

"I own this fool, too," he smiled.

"What do you mean by that?" Amber asked in amazement.

"If you can't be Andrea's secretary, you can be mine, and move your stuff to the secretary next door to my office," she said just outside Amber's small office.

Amber didn't know what to say, or what to do, she needed the job, and the opportunity Fernando was giving her was the best option she could make now.

He grabbed his things and under the mocking gaze of the hallway employees, locked himself in his new boss's office. It was just like the other one, but this one had papers strewn everywhere, plus a huge shelf full of files.

An impending call made her tremble at that moment.

—Office of A... Fernando Laureti that we can help you," he replied immediately.

"Amber, please help me arrange the papers on the shelf, and then you'll come here," Fernando replied from behind the phone seriously. He knew how to be a responsible boss when he put his mind to it.

Amber looked at the pile of documents, and at the huge shelf in her office.

"Heck, it's work." She thought doubtfully, and then got going with it.

"I hope I can do this right," he said, climbing a medium-sized ladder. 

Fernando's office was a warehouse that had important documents that had not yet been filed online, because Fernando left everything to the last minute when he went to Florida and only spent time with women, but, really, it was not an office as such.

...

Andrea was fuming when he entered his office, grabbed a small ornament from the table and smashed it into the only wall behind him.

"Damn! Now we've lost a million-dollar deal because of that crazy, clumsy, and... Ahss," he wanted to say sexy of his secretary, but he bit her lips to keep from acknowledging what he really thought.

The office phone rang loudly, it seemed like they wanted to end Andrea Laureti's sanity.

Knowing who it was, he quickly picked up the device.

"It was a mix-up, Fernanda; I'll talk to Caruso..."

"It's fascinating, Andrea Laureti! Fascinating!

"Ah! Andrea exclaimed in bewilderment.

"That's an excellent idea, don't you see?" We don't have an adult toy line; I want to meet that girl. Don't even think about firing her, Andrea Laureti," Fernanda said, hanging up the phone.

"What was missing, fuck, fuck! He was about to leave his office when Fernando entered it relaxed and with a smile that bothered Andrea greatly: (He didn't understand why the kept baring his teeth all the time.)

"Stop fucking laughing!" And get out.

"Are you going to find Amber?" Andrea stopped in his tracks. Fernanda probably thought it was an excellent idea to talk about sex toys, didn't she?

"Yes, have you seen her?" He asked, grasping his hands. He knew Fernando wasn't going to waste a moment to annoy him, he was like that, he always was, he was a huge pain in the ass for Andrea.

"I've hired her to be my secretary, as you fired her, well—" Thought.

"It's my secretary, Fernando Aristóbulo," Fernando's cheerful face turned serious. He hated his mother's madness in putting that name behind him: "Fernando" always thought that surely the woman was on drugs at the time.

"Well, I have, and he's in the cellar right now."

"The cellar!" Nobody uses the secretary's cellar, Fernando." He almost ran there.

Fernando smiled broadly and said: 

"Go see panties and a beautiful view little brother, well you deserve it," she smiled wickedly.

For some strange reason, which Andrea wished was so as not to lose his sister's trust, he was upset that Amber had decided to leave him just like that, without protest, without pleading, and at the first time running to work with Fernando. Luckily, he was the one who managed that company, and he could take it back, besides, Fernando always ended up paying attention to his little brother, what Andrea didn't know was that his twin just wanted to take him to exactly what was about to happen.

When Andrea opened the door to the cellar, he found Amber wiggling her ass back and forth while she had headphones on and organized the files alphabetically, but that wasn't what wreaked havoc on the young Italian's body.

Andrea felt his body warm up right away at the sight of pale pink lace panties underneath the short skirt worn by the secretary.

Andrea's member reacted immediately, his heart pounding, pumping blood to all those thick veins he had down there, taking his breath away.

"Damn woman, she's extremely sexy!" He exclaimed, licking his lips with desire, and then shaking his head. She's your secretary, besides, you're not a fucking promiscuous guy like Fernando," he complained, trying to take his eyes off and soon something happened that shouldn't have happened.

"Miss Amber, I want you in my office right now!" He shouted loudly so she could hear.

Andrea was about to turn to leave, but he noticed the rumble that the little girl's body emitted as a result of the fear that her boss had caused her, causing her to lose all her balance.

It all happened in a matter of seconds, Andrea walked there and barely had time to stop it.

"Ahhhh!" cried Amber frightened, closing her eyes tightly.

When the beautiful young woman opened her eyes, she found eyes as blue as they were intimidating. He swallowed twice, standing still because, for some reason, he knew perfectly well who owned those eyes.

Andrea stared at the girl's red lips, they were so small and provocative as a pacifier that he couldn't help but stick his lips to hers and kiss her. Amber tried to resist, but it was as if her lips began to move on their own, leaving them intoxicated by the sweetness and truthfulness with which her boss kissed her; Suddenly, Andrea's mind reacted immediately, bringing Amber to her feet, and looking at her in annoyance.

"I stopped seducing me, Miss Amber!" To-morrow I want you very early in my office and try not to wear those short skirts that provoke men anymore! He shouted angrily, his heart pounding.

Amber didn't have time to react, she would have liked to insult him, but the man had simply stolen a divine kiss from her and left her strange.

"What does my skirt provoke men with, eh?" He thought, smiling wickedly.

Andrea walked out of the building like a soul carrying the devil. He was fast paced, he had Amber's eyes in his mind, and with them her lips and pink panties.

He started his car and drove to the house of the only person who could calm his thoughts of lust, because he was about to take his secretary and make her moan in that cellar.

Gianna was Astrid's best friend, a beautiful model, but as malicious as weed. When Gianna opened the door of her apartment in the most expensive area of Florida and saw Andrea's imposing figure, she smiled mischievously, she knew what he was coming to do there; She hung on his neck leaving wet kisses on him and dragging him into the room, she had to make him enjoy it as much as she could, because he was the one who paid for her countless whims.

After Amber finished sorting out the files, and leaving the cellar neat, she left the building late at night. She was baffled by what had happened to her boss, but she couldn't deny that she had liked what had happened more than she should have.

He parked his car at the house of Lucia, his friend, and went inside to meet her in the living room of the house. 

"He's handsome, isn't he?" Lucia asked excitedly.

"And he's also obstinate, bitter, arrogant and I can't stand him, are you to believe he fired me?" Then he hired me again, kissed me and...

 

"Shall I kiss you?!" Did Andrea Laurenti kiss you? This is a Nobel Prize," Lucia exclaimed excitedly.

After Lucia, made Amber count things like ten times, dropped a bombshell that she didn't expect.

"You better get along with him, Amber," Amber looked at her incredulously.

"Why?" He asked with bewilderment.

"I've been offered a job in my area in New York, and I'm thinking of leaving, so you'll probably be their permanent secretary."

Amber blinked several times; she wasn't going to put up with that stubborn man for so long. Or was it something else that made her nervous?