(Renata Pellegrini)
Oh! I forgot the cleaning cart in Signor Filippo's room. I speed up my steps and head to the dressing rooms, when I arrived I noticed that the receptionists also have uniforms, but I will look for Amanda dressed in the clothes I arrived with and I will give back this uniform and the key of the original closet.Now, with my clothes changed, I fix my hair and take one last look at myself in the small mirror in my bag. I put everything from the bag inside and leave the dressing room, walking with slow steps that turn me towards the reception balcony.I feel people looking me up and down, I swallow dryly, why in this world am I so hard to be nice?I take another deep breath and approach one of the receptionists, he is blond and by his face he seems more approachable than the girls."Good morning!", I greet him politely, at least he doesn't look at me with disgust. "Can you tell me how I can find Amanda, please?""Tiffany, did you see Amanda today?", he asks the girl sitting to his right. She looks me up and down, more one for my list of people I don't like here."I saw her running into the locker room, late as usual", Tiffany replies, rolling her eyes and chewing gum."I just came out of the locker room and there was no one else there", I say."The locker room in the reception area is on that side, kitten", replies the blond with a smile as he points in the opposite direction from where he's leaving. "Last door in the hallway on the left.""Oh, yes thank you!", I thank him with a smile and he smiles back.I take long strides down the hallway and head for the last door, unlike the locker room in the cleaning sector, the door to this locker room is glass, I turn the knob and the room is very well lit and much more spacious, a thousand times more chic.How I feel like cursing Mr. Filippo, since he is so controlling with who hires him or not, and he is the richest man in the world, he should at least treat the employees equally. It's not because they are faxineiros that they deserve little. I'm sure that small locker room doesn't fit ten employees.I walk into the locker room and see a girl with curly red hair laughing at something on her cell phone."Amanda?", I call out to her.The girl startles and almost drops her cell phone on the floor, I notice that her smartphone is from the Ruby 5 pro line, launched late last year by Computing Diamond."Mrs. Veronica, I was just talking to my father, he is sick and...", she turns to me and sighs in relief when she realizes that I am not Veronica's snake. "phew! I thought it was someone else.""I see", she smiled, I figure a lot of people must not like Veronica's, and I'm in the middle of this cake. "Do you know where I can find Amanda?""You're already talking to her, how can I help?""Oh, well, my name is Renata, I was hired a few minutes ago to be a receptionist, Mr. Filippo sent for her", I explain."Mr. Filippo?", she frowns. "You mean Mr. Valentine, the owner here, did you talk to him directly?", she asks approaching me with wide eyes."Ah y-yes" I say a little embarrassed, sometimes I forget that here rich people who are not intimate should be called by their last name."Wow, is that really a third leg, as they say?", she asks smiling."What are you talking about?", I frown, what a crazy woman."Oh, now you're going to play the saint? You know very well what I'm talking about!""N-no, I really don't know", I speak taking a step away from her."Mr. Filippo is the sexiest man in the world! With those kind of gray eyes and his big chest completely defined, you can see his muscles even when he's in a suit!""That's true, even in a photo he looks, in person he is much better", I think and hold back a smile, she continues talking:"Apart from her voice, in a low tone loaded with Italian accent, he always walks elegant and rarely shows her face", she bites her lip. "I bet his little head looks like a big pink mushroom."I just met the woman and she's already telling me her imaginings about the boss's private parts! Have mercy on God!"Apparently you're one of the shy ones", she says smiling in my direction. "Well, the bureaucratic part of your hiring we'll have to sort out in another department, for now let's fix your uniform."She goes to a large closet and takes out of it a red blouse and a black pencil skirt, a handkerchief that she holds under the collar of the blouse, it is white. The uniforms are nice."What is your shoe size?""Thirty-eight", I answer."Here", she hands me a black heel, "Try it on", she points to a door. "There are the changing rooms and toilets, they go there."I enter where Amanda instructed me and everything is wonderful, I notice that there are four glass showers, the glass is transparent and you can see that the chuveiros are golden. The smell of eucalyptus intoxicates me, like to feel the smell of cleanliness. The mirror of the washbasin covers practically the entire wall.I take off my clothes and put on my uniform. The cleaning uniform smelled like old clothes that had been in storage for a long time, but this uniform smells nice. A silly smile escapes my lips. I look in the mirror still with dark circles under my eyes and dry hair, I feel beautiful.The receptionist uniform is much more elegant than my formal wear. It's even embarrassing.Mental note: To buy fancy clothes with the first salary.I come out of the bathroom and Amanda breaks into a smile at the sight of me."It's perfect for you!", she comes to meet me and wraps her arm around mine. "Come, I'll show you where you're going to work."We leave the prep room and walk again to the reception, she walks in front of me."Always looks presentable, hair well combed and loose, well, the loose hair rule was created by Veronica, she says we can't get sexy, listen Mr. Valentini likes women with long hair tied in a ponytail on horseback, only Mrs. Veronica can come with the prisoners", she sighs. "Bitch!", mutters the curse. "Ah, tomorrow also come to make up, ok?""Yes!""We have two hours for lunch, and always change your clothes before going home, company rules. As if anyone should want to steal these ugly clothes", she speaks with disdain.I imagine she has a lot of nice, good quality clothes, I'm not a thief and it never crossed my mind, but the fabrics of these uniforms are the best I've ever worn.Amanda and I made it as far as the balcony of the reception, the girl and the young blond man get up."Finally she showed up", the blond smiles for Amanda."Yesterday I ended up drinking more than I wanted to, Caio", she answers smiling, "This one is called Renata, she was hired by Mr. Valentini himself.""Wow, do you know him?""I just had a misunderstanding, then he decided to be benevolent with me", I try to explain as little as possible, I don't want this conversation to collapse."Tai is kind of hard to see, Mr. Valentini is not known for being benevolent.""I guess not really," I reply in my thoughts. Mr. Filippo is thick, arrogant and an asshole. But he was good to me and deserves some credit."What am I supposed to do?", I change the course of the conversation."Simple, just greet people, bring coffee, water or whatever they ask for, show the customers around. You'll be almost like a tour guide.""I get it, it seems to be easy", she concludes, I don't think I'm going to have trouble doing these things."The hard part is putting up with Mrs. Veronica", Caio speaks softly."Yes", Amanda and I answered together."Well, I'm going to finish showing her the company, come Renata. We will be back and then you can go Caio", says Amanda and Caio nods his head.Getting to know the rooms of the company was a lot of fun, Amanda is a very extroverted person. The work started after lunch, today I was up and going back and forth all afternoon taking people and announcing them. I even felt like a secretary.I look at the clock on the wall and it says twenty-two o'clock in the evening. It's very late!I leave the company and find myself aimless, the security guard has already closed the door and walked away. Amanda left an hour before me because she had an emergency, and I'm left to organize the counter.Where is there a bus stop here? My God, how am I going to get home?It's late and I'm alone, there's not even a living soul passing by for me to ask for information.A pitch black car approaches me, startles me and I jump back a little. My heart is hammering hard inside my chest, it may not look like it, but I'm really scared, it could be a kidnapper or some psycho, but the car is too fancy to belong to just anyone. The driver lowers the window and I see it's Mr. Filippo."Do you want a ride home?", he asks.(Renata Pellegrini)I'm so hungry and my legs are so sore that I have the feeling I misheard, is this serious? Is the richest man in the world really offering me a ride?"N-no, but could you tell me where the cab stand is?"Is the money paid to me enough to pay for the cab? I know things here are more on account than in Brazil, a bus would be better, but just to disguise, I ask the cab rank and there, with people I will probably never see again in life, I ask where the bus stop is."You're not taking the cab," he says, looking me in the eyes."Yes, I will" I lie, "I just don't know where the point is.""Sta mentendo per me, ragazza?", 'Are you lying to me, girl?', he says in Italian, his tone telling me that this question is more like a warning, like: keep lying and you'll see.My cheeks burn, how can he be so convinced I'm lying? Am I so transparent like this? I could never hide anything from my dad, he always said I was a terrible liar, but I thought it was only because he knew me b
(Renata Pellegrini)Filippo doesn't answer me, he just starts the car engine one more time and turns back to the road. I focus my vision for the night landscape beyond the window, I don't have the courage to look him in the eyes, I confess I only stared at him so as not to look like a coward, but now, I'm embarrassed."How did you like working there at the company?", he breaks the silence."I found it interesting, it has always been my dream to work in the biggest technology company in the world, and I confess, apart from the locker room part of the cleaning sector, everything else is a dream of a place," I confess."What's wrong with the locker room in the cleaning department?" he asks, looking at me with a frown."Well, it's small and seems to be part of another company, in all the places I've been today, it's the only one there that smells musty, it's cramped, it's poorly lit, the walls are peeling and..."I'll look into this tomorrow," he cuts me off hastily and turns to face the
(Filippo Valentini)Before getting in the car, I check if there is anyone suspicious looking at me along the length of the street, everything seems to be normal. I go in and start. The memory of the sweet smell that Renata has comes to mind, I held myself not to throw her face down on that table and fuck her until she couldn't feel her legs anymore.Besides a beautiful face and body, she has very good culinary skills. I felt like I was eating macaroni fresh out of an Italian kitchen. I liked the nostalgia.I wished I had asked more questions her, but she would notice that I inquired into her life, I was hoping that she would interact more and also ask me something, so that the conversation would be more natural and I could question with the excuse that I was just curious about the course of the conversation, but she just ate in silence after saying that her father had died.In the investigation, the name of her father does not consist in her documents, only the name of her mother, San
(Filippo Valentini)I open my eyes, I don't recognize where I am, I try to inhale air with more force, but the cloth on my nose hinders the passage of air, I run my hand over my face, I'm still wearing the mask.How could I let this happen?! Dumb! Fool! Donkey!I sit where I am and look around, white walls and several beds, this is the infirmary of the base."I thought I wasn't going to wake up anymore," Camily appears in my field of vision."Has anyone seen my face?", I speak directly, I can't let anyone unnecessarily know my identity. It's going to be a lot of work to kill so many, better to avoid a massacre.Although I won't be able to kill them all, but anyway, if I don't kill most of them, I'm going to have serious problems with the other families, so I don't want them to know.Before my father's death, I had planned to run away, I would live a fugitive life, but anything was better than continuing to live there. But then the Lord helped me by taking that bastard and my brother t
(Renata Pellegrini)I wake up and go straight to the bathroom, I turn on the shower and let the water run through my body, the memory of that man so close to me makes my heart race once again, it's impossible to organize my thoughts when it comes to that Italian, my mind and my belly are a mess, a silly smile escapes my lipsRenata, stop, for fuck's sake!It's silly to keep thinking about him, a man like Filippo Valentini certainly has women in droves at his feet, where he can even draw lots to see who will have the turn to sit on his.... Ah, he’s not for my beak, and I don't even want to.I finish bathing and get ready, I gather my hair in a bun and go again for work without a drop of makeup, necessary to arrange time to buy these things and better clothes.The point of the bus is not very far, according to the porter it is only two blocks here. After two minutes of walking I arrive at the point, and almost that in the same instant the bus passes.Forty minutes later I get off in fro
(Renata Pellegrini)His lips take me in a warm and relaxed kiss, waves of pleasure invade my body along with her tongue brazenly in my mouth. I close my eyes, surrendering myself completely to this kiss, I entwine my hands around his neck and in response he squeezes my waist even tighter. Suddenly there was no one else there, the music in my mind slows down, but the kiss becomes more and more voracious.His big hands slide along the sides of my body and stop on my ass, he presses me tighter and tighter against him, as if he wants to merge our bodies. I can't describe exactly what's happening to me, I just feel like my life depends on this kiss and nothing could stop me, well, nothing but damn shortness of breath.Our mouths separate, but our hot breaths mingle, even with my eyes closed, I can now smell the woody perfume exhaled by this man intoxicating me even more, he squeezes my waist once more and I squeeze his strong arms.That was the best kiss I've ever had in my entire life!We
(Renata Pellegrini)My chest goes up and down frantically along with my breathing. I try at all costs not to look at him, but with every second that passes, it becomes more and more difficult as he takes advantage of the situation and I hate myself for my body responding so positively to your touches.The tip of his nose runs along my neck making me shiver, I bite my lips hard trying to repress the good sensations that this contact gives me. Crap! I cover my mouth with my hands, so as not to make some strange sound that wants to come out, while I feel his hot mouth distributing wet kisses over my collarbone and my bare shoulder.How do I control the butterflies deep in my belly?His big warm hands hold my face tightly, his gaze has such intensity that I feel lost, he leans over me and kisses me again, I close my eyes. Once again, I surrender to my boss's delicious kiss. His tongue meets mine; his fingers intertwine with the hair on the back of my neck and hold tight, I lean against hi
(Filippo Valentini)"I don't want to go home!" Vicenzo protests as we walk towards the exit door."Then stay", I roll my eyes, "I'm going home!", I say impatiently and turn my back on him.I need to cool off, this place is too suffocating."What's up, Lipi?", he comes back to my side, "What happened to the cat in the black dress? The way you two were kissing on the dance floor, I thought you were going to have sex and take some of that grumpy face off, but you came out worse!""I don't want to talk about it", I get in the car and so does Vincenzo.By miracle my brother shuts up, of the three brothers, Vincenzo was the most communicative, he liked to talk and stuff, I even tried, but I can't keep saying what I feel or showing, I'm rude and when it comes to having sex with a woman, that doesn't change.He liked his late wife, they would spend hours talking and cuddling, they would do it even in front of other people, it was disgusting to watch. Matteo always complained to him about the