"Couldn't you change his mind?" Anne asks, staring at me with a corner smile.
I had just entered the company and as usual, Anne was waiting for me at the door, ready to walk me into the office as she did every morning. Like everyone else, she had noticed my frown."He is loving this arranged marriage and has suggested that the wedding take place in less than a month". Serious reply.I walked through the lobby and everyone moved out of my way as soon as they saw me. Some looked at me with their regular looks of fear and others with curiosity."And what are you going to do?" Anne asks as we enter the elevator.Anne was my childhood friend, the only one brave enough to fill me with questions while I clearly didn't have the patience to answer them."If you have any ideas I'd love to hear them". Responding with irony.We arrived at the fourteenth floor, where my office was."Don't you have any proof that he is a complete good-for-nothing?" Anne asks, looking confused.I sigh, remembering my big mistake."The idiot wasn't my fiancé, but his brother. Thomas Conner who is the bastard". Answering stopping at the run, getting hateful just at the mention of his name."My God Caty". She speaks surprised. "Don't worry, we'll think of something".She seemed confident, unlike me. I walk back to my office and as soon as I open the door I have a vision worthy of hell."What the hell is this?" I ask loudly, staring at him with hatred."Good morning my beautiful bride". Thomas answers with his usual irony and smile that increased my impatience."What are you doing here?" I ask, stepping closer and looking at him with my arms crossed.He was sitting in my chair and on the table, there were some papers. Beside him were two men, who were taking the documents from the place and putting them in boxes."Knowing the environment I'm going to work in, any problems?" He asked, looking at me from head to toe and focusing on the neckline of my blouse, making me roll my eyes.I move closer to him, glaring at him."I am the Montanari heiress, this chair is mine!" I speak a little lower, but firm and serious."And I am your future husband and I would have to take over the company". Seriously spoken. "But don't worry, I can make you secretary. You'll be great to work with". Speaks mischievously, licking his lips as he looks down at my cleavage again.I roll my eyes and walk over to his side, controlling myself so I don't end up committing murder."You have five seconds to get up from my seat". I'm close to him.He then stands up, approaching me. We stare at each other for a while, dueling glances, and then he smiles."You are Miss Montanari". Speaks raising his hands in surrender. "For now this is yours, but you'd better be content. In a few weeks you will be my wife and I will be the CEO of both companies"."Not if you're dead". I speak, and then I flash an innocent smile.He smiles, that's all. He smiles because he knows that it makes me even more uncontrollable."Don't worry about my safety dear bride". He begins his speech with irony. "Something I can guarantee is that we will spend a lot of time together". Speaks smiling. "I'm coming to pick you up for lunch, don't get too involved with work". Says leaving the room.I roll my eyes as I watch him leave."Place those boxes on the floor or I'll rip your hands off". I say to the men who were leaving.They look at me with fear and put the boxes on the floor, quickly leaving my office and making me snort with anger."What a son of a bitch". I say, slamming the table and sitting down, trying to calm down."Wow".I hear Anne speak and look at her confused. She had a silly smile on her lips and was fiddling with a folder."What is it?" I ask confused, not understanding her."Is that really your fiancé?" She asks, and I nod. "My God Caty, are you finding this bad?" She asks, smiling."What do you mean Anne?" I ask, looking at her with my arms crossed, not knowing what she was getting at."For God's sake Caty, that man is the most handsome I've ever seen". Speaks silly, still shaking herself. "If he smiled at me like that, I'd spread my legs in a second".I nod, now I understand why she was like that."You can take it all for yourself then". I say, seeing which papers that idiot was looking at."I'm not a peeper". Speaks sitting in the chair facing my desk. "I just don't understand why you feel so much hatred for him"."Don't you understand?" I ask louder, not believing what I had just heard."You are the daughter and heiress of businessmen, fairy tales don't exist for any of us". She answers seriously. "You should be happy because he's young, he's hot, and you have an overwhelming chemistry. I'm still recovering from what I saw". She says, shaking herself with a smile.I nod and smile along with her."Does your father still want to marry you to the industrial grandfather?" I ask, laughing, as she grimaces.Edgar Lemos was an industrial investor, half of his investments went down the drain, but others did very well. He was almost 50 years old, but insisted on having a wife under 30. And he chose Anne, who until today was fighting with her parents not to get married."Don't even talk about him, he makes me want to vomit". She puts her hand over her mouth, looking really sick."Beauty and youth don't mean anything in a marriage, it will be a failure anyway". I'm serious."But at least the sex will be good". Anne speaks with a mischievous corner smile.I roll my eyes, but the memories quickly invade my thoughts. It was a fact, the sex would be wonderful.I hear some knocking at the door and let myself in, believing it to be Anne. I was involved with some new problems that had happened, trying to split myself in two to solve them as quickly as possible."Hello Catherine". I hear a voice.I lift my head and see Fernando Novem, my 'friend'. He was a great person and I loved talking to him, the problem was that we always ended up in bed. Unlike me, Fernando is a bit of a romantic and this has damaged our friendship that is not like it used to be."Fernando". I was surprised to see him, since we hadn't spoken in weeks, thanks to him who confessed that he wanted something more than just friendship. "It's great to see you". I speak sincerely, but with fear of why he had come to my work."Likewise". Speaks with a wry smile. "You didn't answer my calls or reply to the millions of messages I sent you, so I figured the only way to talk to you was to come to your favorite place in the world". Speaks looking around.I laugh at his joke and stand u
"How are the wedding preparations going?" Thomas asks, looking at me closely.We were in a restaurant, at an outdoor table and away from people."Everything perfect". I lie, ignoring him and focusing on eating."I know that you're not organizing anything and that the story about wanting everything to be perfect was just a pretext to save time and prevent the wedding." Thomas looks at me with a reprimanding look, making me smile."I don't intend to marry you Thomas." I say with a slight smile, without showing any concern."I don't care about what you want. You will marry me and that has already been decided."Our gazes conveyed fire, both dark and full of possessiveness. Hatred, there was little to define."Do you understand that if you continue you will make an enemy and that I will do everything to destroy you?" I ask seriously and Thomas smiles again."After marriage, we will have our lives intertwined forever. This is not something you or I can just ignore, it is our duty. We have
I start to fit his member into my entrance, but then I pull it out. I do this several times and Thomas snorts, making me smile. I hold his face tightly, his gaze is full of impatience and desire."And this is just another little taste of what's about to become his routine." I speak with a wicked smile and he looks at me confused.I push him with my heel, making him look at me stunned. I calmly step down from the counter and pull down my skirt, controlling myself not to make a pained expression."You won't leave me like this!" Thomas says angrily approaching me.I look at her well-shaped lips, which were red and a little swollen from our contact. I kiss him, unable to contain my desire and Thomas runs his hands over my body again.Thomas squeezes my ass and I groan in pain, making him smile in satisfaction. Without thinking twice, I bring my leg against 'little Tom' hard and he screams in pain, falling to the ground. I look at that scene feeling great satisfaction. It was almost better
I felt out of my comfort zone. As if what he was doing was something very wrong. I've committed many crimes that didn't weigh on my conscience, so why was this happening?I was drinking with a long time friend, I shouldn't have been uncomfortable."You fought?" Fernando questions, looking at me seriously."We're always fighting." I respond by lifting my shoulders, pouring myself another drink."So they're still together." Fernando concluded, drinking the rest of the drink quickly.His gaze avoided mine and his posture was serious. It was the first time I had seen him angry."It was something arranged, Fernando. There is no love." I feel the need to repeat it, even though I know nothing will change."And you accepted"."I had no choice. There are too many things at stake, you wouldn't understand." I explain again, sighing tiredly.Fernando was somewhat normal, just a successful businessman. I was not only a businesswoman, but also a mafia heiress. I had responsibilities since I was bor
"There's no need to get into this subject again, everyone here knows how ridiculous this idea is". Ricardo Neli, one of the council members speaks with a tone full of irony."Catherine has been running the company for more than two years and all the projects she has done have been successful. If this doesn't prove that she is capable, I don't know what you're expecting". My grandfather, Vitor Mantanari, speaks in a firm tone of voice."Your granddaughter is very talented, no one can argue with that. But you know very well everything that involves the company and our reputation, a woman is not fit to hold this kind of position". Some other member of the board asks, making me roll my eyes."Not to mention that our reputation would be damaged. Who would respect us if we were led by a woman?" Ricardo speaks again, laughing, and everyone follows him."Not to mention that we must put an end to this war and we have already given our word. How do you think Conner will react if we break this p
I was dancing to the rhythm of the music, swaying to each sensual beat. My eyes were closed, enjoying this moment to the fullest. I was feeling free, completely light.Soon I feel a hand wrap itself around my waist and pull me tightly towards the unknown body. I try to look back, but I can't see the face of the man holding me. His hand, which seemed to be twice the size of mine, was holding me to his body in a possessive manner.I didn't make any effort to get out of that grip, after all it's not every day that a person gives you goose bumps with just a simple touch. But this man smelled of sin, and I was enjoying it. I rolled over again, not caring about the closeness.Each time he squeezed my waist tighter, denouncing that my movements had woken his little friend. That was very clear to me, since I could feel it. But I didn't stop, for some reason I was enjoying the feeling that he desired me, causing me to have some signs of life down there as well.I turn around, unable to control
"Do you really have to drink, Catherine?" My mother asks for the thousandth time, looking at me angrily, as I drink my second glass of whiskey."You are about to sell me like a cow, so yes mom, I need to drink". I say in an ironic tone, watching her look at me with disgust."That's no way to talk to your mother". My father scolds me."Why? Is she going to cry?" I ask ironically."Quiet!" My grandfather speaks a little louder, in my direction. "If you can't act polite, just ignore them". He completes the scolding.I just nod, remaining silent. Soon an employee of the restaurant enters, announcing that our guests had arrived. We get up and wait for them. I see Mr. David Conner enter first, possessing a smile on his face.Right behind comes Thomas Conner, making me roll my eyes. But soon another person enters, making me widen my eyes. By God, what was he doing here? He puts on a smile as soon as he sees my reaction, making me look away."Are you okay, sweetheart?" My grandfather asks, lo
I felt out of my comfort zone. As if what he was doing was something very wrong. I've committed many crimes that didn't weigh on my conscience, so why was this happening?I was drinking with a long time friend, I shouldn't have been uncomfortable."You fought?" Fernando questions, looking at me seriously."We're always fighting." I respond by lifting my shoulders, pouring myself another drink."So they're still together." Fernando concluded, drinking the rest of the drink quickly.His gaze avoided mine and his posture was serious. It was the first time I had seen him angry."It was something arranged, Fernando. There is no love." I feel the need to repeat it, even though I know nothing will change."And you accepted"."I had no choice. There are too many things at stake, you wouldn't understand." I explain again, sighing tiredly.Fernando was somewhat normal, just a successful businessman. I was not only a businesswoman, but also a mafia heiress. I had responsibilities since I was bor
I start to fit his member into my entrance, but then I pull it out. I do this several times and Thomas snorts, making me smile. I hold his face tightly, his gaze is full of impatience and desire."And this is just another little taste of what's about to become his routine." I speak with a wicked smile and he looks at me confused.I push him with my heel, making him look at me stunned. I calmly step down from the counter and pull down my skirt, controlling myself not to make a pained expression."You won't leave me like this!" Thomas says angrily approaching me.I look at her well-shaped lips, which were red and a little swollen from our contact. I kiss him, unable to contain my desire and Thomas runs his hands over my body again.Thomas squeezes my ass and I groan in pain, making him smile in satisfaction. Without thinking twice, I bring my leg against 'little Tom' hard and he screams in pain, falling to the ground. I look at that scene feeling great satisfaction. It was almost better
"How are the wedding preparations going?" Thomas asks, looking at me closely.We were in a restaurant, at an outdoor table and away from people."Everything perfect". I lie, ignoring him and focusing on eating."I know that you're not organizing anything and that the story about wanting everything to be perfect was just a pretext to save time and prevent the wedding." Thomas looks at me with a reprimanding look, making me smile."I don't intend to marry you Thomas." I say with a slight smile, without showing any concern."I don't care about what you want. You will marry me and that has already been decided."Our gazes conveyed fire, both dark and full of possessiveness. Hatred, there was little to define."Do you understand that if you continue you will make an enemy and that I will do everything to destroy you?" I ask seriously and Thomas smiles again."After marriage, we will have our lives intertwined forever. This is not something you or I can just ignore, it is our duty. We have
I hear some knocking at the door and let myself in, believing it to be Anne. I was involved with some new problems that had happened, trying to split myself in two to solve them as quickly as possible."Hello Catherine". I hear a voice.I lift my head and see Fernando Novem, my 'friend'. He was a great person and I loved talking to him, the problem was that we always ended up in bed. Unlike me, Fernando is a bit of a romantic and this has damaged our friendship that is not like it used to be."Fernando". I was surprised to see him, since we hadn't spoken in weeks, thanks to him who confessed that he wanted something more than just friendship. "It's great to see you". I speak sincerely, but with fear of why he had come to my work."Likewise". Speaks with a wry smile. "You didn't answer my calls or reply to the millions of messages I sent you, so I figured the only way to talk to you was to come to your favorite place in the world". Speaks looking around.I laugh at his joke and stand u
"Couldn't you change his mind?" Anne asks, staring at me with a corner smile.I had just entered the company and as usual, Anne was waiting for me at the door, ready to walk me into the office as she did every morning. Like everyone else, she had noticed my frown."He is loving this arranged marriage and has suggested that the wedding take place in less than a month". Serious reply.I walked through the lobby and everyone moved out of my way as soon as they saw me. Some looked at me with their regular looks of fear and others with curiosity."And what are you going to do?" Anne asks as we enter the elevator.Anne was my childhood friend, the only one brave enough to fill me with questions while I clearly didn't have the patience to answer them."If you have any ideas I'd love to hear them". Responding with irony.We arrived at the fourteenth floor, where my office was."Don't you have any proof that he is a complete good-for-nothing?" Anne asks, looking confused.I sigh, remembering m
"Do you really have to drink, Catherine?" My mother asks for the thousandth time, looking at me angrily, as I drink my second glass of whiskey."You are about to sell me like a cow, so yes mom, I need to drink". I say in an ironic tone, watching her look at me with disgust."That's no way to talk to your mother". My father scolds me."Why? Is she going to cry?" I ask ironically."Quiet!" My grandfather speaks a little louder, in my direction. "If you can't act polite, just ignore them". He completes the scolding.I just nod, remaining silent. Soon an employee of the restaurant enters, announcing that our guests had arrived. We get up and wait for them. I see Mr. David Conner enter first, possessing a smile on his face.Right behind comes Thomas Conner, making me roll my eyes. But soon another person enters, making me widen my eyes. By God, what was he doing here? He puts on a smile as soon as he sees my reaction, making me look away."Are you okay, sweetheart?" My grandfather asks, lo
I was dancing to the rhythm of the music, swaying to each sensual beat. My eyes were closed, enjoying this moment to the fullest. I was feeling free, completely light.Soon I feel a hand wrap itself around my waist and pull me tightly towards the unknown body. I try to look back, but I can't see the face of the man holding me. His hand, which seemed to be twice the size of mine, was holding me to his body in a possessive manner.I didn't make any effort to get out of that grip, after all it's not every day that a person gives you goose bumps with just a simple touch. But this man smelled of sin, and I was enjoying it. I rolled over again, not caring about the closeness.Each time he squeezed my waist tighter, denouncing that my movements had woken his little friend. That was very clear to me, since I could feel it. But I didn't stop, for some reason I was enjoying the feeling that he desired me, causing me to have some signs of life down there as well.I turn around, unable to control
"There's no need to get into this subject again, everyone here knows how ridiculous this idea is". Ricardo Neli, one of the council members speaks with a tone full of irony."Catherine has been running the company for more than two years and all the projects she has done have been successful. If this doesn't prove that she is capable, I don't know what you're expecting". My grandfather, Vitor Mantanari, speaks in a firm tone of voice."Your granddaughter is very talented, no one can argue with that. But you know very well everything that involves the company and our reputation, a woman is not fit to hold this kind of position". Some other member of the board asks, making me roll my eyes."Not to mention that our reputation would be damaged. Who would respect us if we were led by a woman?" Ricardo speaks again, laughing, and everyone follows him."Not to mention that we must put an end to this war and we have already given our word. How do you think Conner will react if we break this p