Ava maneuvered her way through the forest, her clothes tattered, bearing marks on her skin from a fierce struggle to defend herself. Her nails were mostly broken, and she wore just one shoe, clueless as to when she had lost the other. All she could do now was walk away.
Upon reaching her cabin on the outskirts of town, she knew she had to escape. She had been spotted with that man, and undoubtedly, he would spread rumors that he had claimed her, that she had willingly surrendered to him. By morning, the whole town would be buzzing, her parents would feel ashamed, and their neighbors would shun them for having a promiscuous daughter. What other option did she have? Leaving seemed easier at this point. Avoiding trouble. Though she had never shown any intention beyond being a tour guide to outsiders, her parents had always warned her not to be too friendly with strangers, as their intentions could be unknown. But she enjoyed engaging in conversations and meeting people from the city. This time, however, it had been different.
Ava hastily entered the bathtub to cleanse herself of the mud and dirt clinging to her. Her brown hair clung to her pale skin, and her eyes were red from crying. Even her hands trembled with fear, as the images of that dreadful encounter replayed relentlessly in her mind. Why did this have to happen to her? She had taken care of herself, become independent a year ago, secured a stable job, and had friends. She loved her hometown, and now she had to abandon it all because of a man who would undoubtedly taint her life. As she emerged from the shower, she hurriedly changed clothes and grabbed a gym bag to pack essentials. As she was doing so, she froze upon hearing a knock on her door. Her body tensed, and she sought the nearest object she could use to defend herself. She heard her name faintly in the distance, recognizing it as Alice, her best friend. Alice knocked louder, prompting Ava to rush to the door. When she opened it, she found Alice with a face full of concern. Seeing Ava in her disheveled state, Alice grew alarmed.
"What happened? Where were you? The group arrived except for you," Alice scrutinized her friend. "What happened, Ava?" Ava hesitated to share the truth, consumed by fear.
"Nothing, I just wasn't feeling well," she cleared her throat, attempting to cut the visit short. However, her friend sensed that something was amiss.
"Don't you dare lie to me, Ava Elizabeth Gray. It's me, Alice," Alice pushed the door wider, making her way inside. Her gaze shifted to the mess strewn along the hallway leading to Ava's room. "What's all this mess?" she inquired, but Ava didn't respond promptly, desperately needing an excuse to make Alice leave.
"I'm redecorating my room. Can we talk tomorrow? I'm not feeling well." Alice turned to her friend.
"You've been crying. Why? If you're feeling unwell, why are you tidying up? Your explanations don't add up," Alice crossed her arms, unwavering in her gaze.
"I cried out of excitement about the news. I'm going to New York. They called me an hour ago, that's why I came to the cabin," Ava lied.
Alice raised both eyebrows in surprise. She knew Ava had been yearning to live in New York, but it was many hours away from their village. Ava would have to take two trains, make her way to the airport, and catch a flight to reach there.
"Have you told your parents?" Ava asked.
"I will in a little
while..."
"This is unexpected, Ava. When do you have to leave?"
"Tomorrow morning," she said, trying to deflect her friend's inquisitive gaze.
"Well, I wish you the best. Call when you arrive in the city, okay?" Ava nodded hastily, and they embraced each other tightly before bidding farewell. As Ava closed the door behind her, tears streamed down her face once more. She gathered her unfinished tasks, wrote a somewhat brief but necessary letter, and swiftly left the cabin with her suitcase. The pain in her body served as a reminder of the harrowing ordeal in the forest. As she walked along the long road that would lead her out of town, she contemplated her words and actions. If they refused to let her go, she would do whatever it took to prevent it.
As her mother opened the front door, she caught sight of her daughter ascending the wooden steps.
"Ava, what are you doing here? Weren't you at work?" Her mother smiled weakly, but when Ava remained silent, her heart skipped a beat. "What's the matter?" She scanned Ava from head to toe and then glanced at the suitcase. "Where are you going with that suitcase?"
"I have to go. I received a call from New York." Her mother's eyes widened in surprise. "And I have to leave now."
"That's impulsive, daughter. Your father hasn't returned from the mine. Since when did you want to leave town?" Her mother sensed that Ava was holding something back.
"I can't wait any longer. I have to go." Ava reached over, retrieved the envelope from her coat, and handed it to her.
"You can't leave now. Wait for your father to arrive, dear."
"I can't wait any longer. I have to go." Ava left the suitcase behind and approached her mother, who was still grappling with the idea of her eldest daughter leaving the place where she was born and raised. She feared that this decision would have repercussions on Ava's future. Their embrace was warm, but for Ava, it was the hardest thing she had ever done. When they parted, she smiled at her mother to provide reassurance.
"You've been crying," her mother whispered, her fingers gently caressing Ava's cheeks. "I hope it's out of excitement and nothing else."
"I have to go. I'll contact you as soon as I arrive." Ava nodded quickly.
"Can't you wait for your father?" Ava shook her head, knowing that he would go to great lengths to prevent her departure.
"Tell him I'll be fine, just like today. Tell Frank I love him." She placed a kiss on her mother's forehead and departed, pulling her suitcase along, without looking back.
After two years of living in the city that never sleeps, Ava struggled to survive. Her years of savings vanished in the blink of an eye, and when she finally found a job at a call center in the customer service department, the pay wasn't enough. But for the time being, she decided to stay there until she found something better. "Thank you for calling A&T customer service. My name is Ava Gray. How can I assist you?" Every day felt like just another day since she started working. She felt isolated among her colleagues, but she excelled at her job, and that kept her afloat for the time being. As she attended to a customer's complaint, her fingers moved nimbly across the keyboard. It had been two years since she had escaped from her village. Her parents still received a portion of her monthly salary, a way to show them that her dreams were becoming a reality. However, she often had to stretch her income to make ends meet. The image of the young woman who had fled her village had changed.
The rain had not let up since he boarded the armored van at the airport. The weather had become more irritating since the new driver assigned to take him to the club slammed on the brakes a couple of times due to the lack of courtesy of other drivers, cursing between his teeth in his native tongue: German. He checked his cell phone and realized he had several missed calls from his older brother, Bruno. Bruno Hoffmann was the eldest of the three sons of the owner of the Einsam club empire. Years before in New York, he had created the first hotel and club Seasons, which had gained fame among the high society. It was a peculiar and intimate place, known for its extravagance and psychedelic atmosphere. Admission to this club required a six-month wait and an exhaustive investigation of the person, including high-ranking individuals, millionaires, and powerful sheikhs. Björn looked out the window again, clenching his jaw tightly. He wondered if Bruno had a good reason to make him travel. W
Ava looked at herself in the mirror, she was undecided whether to wear her hair down or up. She had put on the only black dress pants she had, the fanciest shoes with a tiny heel, and a plain white blouse with a thin black ribbon tied in a bun about to fall apart. She put just a little blusher on her pale cheeks and mascara on her long eyelashes. Then, at the last moment, she opted to wear her hair down. She thought that way her round face wouldn't be too noticeable. "Already?" she heard her friend say impatiently outside the bathroom. Ava took a breath and let it out slowly between her teeth while still looking at herself in the reflection of the mirror. She noticed those dark circles under her eyes that the makeup barely covered. Why was she nervous? It was just an interview for a better job. She would have more money to send to her family, so Frank could go to college, just like her. "We have to be a few minutes before the driver arrives." "I'm coming, I'm done," Ava announced, gr
Ava scrutinized the personnel manager, noting his arched eyebrow and furrowed brow. He appeared genuinely surprised to hear that one of the company's best employees was resigning. "Resignation?" he repeated, his disbelief evident. Ava nodded without hesitation, understanding that her decision was hard to fathom. Where would she go? Had she found a better job? "Is there a problem?" Ava inquired, taken aback by his reaction. He quickly cleared his throat and denied any issue. "Of course not. It just took me by surprise. You've been one of the best employees in the company," he thought, "though somewhat isolated. But a valuable employee nonetheless. Have you found a new job with better benefits?" Ava glanced at the casually dressed man before her, pausing for a brief moment. "Yes," she simply replied, realizing that she didn't owe him any further explanation. Besides, she lacked the confidence to reveal her destination. "Oh," the chief of staff responded. "Let me prepare the document
Björn remembered that Ava had not yet settled in, so he could not go around taking care of suitcases or leaving them around the place. First, you're going to settle in where you're going to live. Go with my secretary so she can give you the rest of the information. When you're done settling in, I'll call you, so we can get to work." Ava nodded, turned around, and Björn noticed Christine waiting outside the main office. He was about to roll his eyes but stopped when he saw Ava bending down to grab the handle of the suitcase. "Hold on, Miss Gray," Björn said. Ava turned her face to look at him, and Björn rounded the desk to approach her. Christine's gaze through the thick glass of the double doors of that office was one of annoyance. Björn opened the door and looked at Ava. "Mrs. Laurent will take you to see the employee area." Björn looked at Christine, who seemed to get more annoyed. "We need to talk, Mr. Hoffmann," Björn said no. "First, take my new personal assistant to her apart
Ava waited impatiently at the door of the head office where she was supposed to meet her new boss, Hoffmann. "This is his uniform," the secretary announced in a cold tone. Ava stood up and approached the blonde secretary at the desk. "Thank you," she said as she took the uniform and examined the fabric. However, Ava became uncomfortable when she saw the size of the uniform. "Size S? Are you kidding?" "Is there a problem?" Sussan asked, arching an eyebrow. Her face showed hidden amusement, and Ava realized that the secretary and the Frenchwoman had teamed up against her. "Well, yes," Ava paused briefly, showing Sussan the tag. "The size is small, it won't fit." Ava confessed without revealing the annoyance that had brought a smirk to her face. "I'm sorry, but there's none in your size. It's the only one available," Sussan replied. Ava pursed her lips before speaking. "Then I won't wear the uniform," Ava said, making a move to hand back the navy blue suit she held in her hand. Howe
Some time later, the sound of heels echoed on the marble floors of the central area where her boss's office was located. Without pausing her stride, Ava pursed her lips as she felt the pencil skirt hugging her curvy behind. Alice had gone to modify the only uniform they had given her, knowing well that they were trying to make her quit. However, neither they nor the rest of the hotel knew who Ava Elizabeth Gray was. Ava stopped in front of Sussan's desk, who looked up slowly and seemed surprised to see the fitted uniform accentuating Ava's figure. The white blouse appeared slightly strained by the buttons due to her ample... assets. Ava had tied her brown hair into a bun, attempting to look more polished and presentable. "Who would walk around with such disheveled hair?" No one. Everyone was well-groomed, and she would be no exception. Ava noticed two men guarding the glass doors and approached the secretary. "Is Mr. Hoffmann inside?" Sussan raised an eyebrow and pursed her lips. "H
Björn went to his office after listening to the conversation between Christine and his assistant. For the first time, he smiled, but it vanished within seconds as he heard Christine's attempt to intimidate and humiliate his assistant. Determined to take action, Björn knew he had to do something, but there was a task he had to complete first. Once in his office, he picked up his coat and glanced at his watch, about to leave the main office to accompany his assistant, when he noticed her in her uniform. Sussan, his secretary, knocked on the glass door, halting his departure, and Björn signaled for her to come in. "Excuse me, Mr. Björn, Mrs. Laurent left you what you asked for this morning," Sussan said. "Thank you," Björn replied, placing it on his desk. As he turned to leave, the secretary remained in the same spot, causing Björn to raise an eyebrow. "Anything else? I have important business to attend to," he said, visibly annoyed. "I want to clarify that it wasn't my intention to g
Ava typed a goodnight message to her family, and reported that she didn't yet know if she would be able to go into town for the holidays, but she would do her best.Then she lay down after a long warm bath, put on her pajamas, and just as she was about to fall asleep, there was a knock at her door. She opened her eyes and lay still, perhaps imagining she had heard a noise. But no.- Ava, are you asleep? -she heard one of her housemates, got up and went straight to open the door. When she opened it, she looked a little... alert.- What's wrong? -Ava asked.-Your former housemate, Yany, is looking for you. -Ava went to look for her, Yany was in the living room and looked very worried.- What's wrong? -Ava was already getting worried, Yany stood up and looked pale.-It's Alice, I can't find her anywhere. -Ava was surprised.- Have you already called her cell phone? -Yany nodded.-She has never missed her shift, and I think that if
Björn adjusted one of the dumbbells on his wrist, with his thumb he caressed the letter "B", they were the first ones his mother had given him before she disappeared years ago. He thought he had lost them in one of his trips, which had even infuriated and destroyed almost the entire room of that hotel room. He shook his head slowly at the memory of that scene.-Old times, Björn. -He muttered as he left his room.They knocked on the door of their suite, announcing that they could enter. Thomas looked out to inform her that the car was waiting at the front entrance of the hotel. -Let's go. -He reached for his formal suit jacket along with his coat and then they were off. On the short drive to the club, he thought quite a bit about Ava, about how she had gotten yesterday. - Is Ava in her room? -Björn asked when the car stopped in front of the place.-Yes, sir. The area is guarded by the assigned security team.-Well, I don't want any surprises
Ava was lying on the large couch in the living room of Björn's office, Thomas had picked her up and carried her inside.-She blanched. -Björn heard Thomas say. -He was talking on the phone and..." Then she stopped her words, frowned and looked at Björn: "He talked to someone. Even with the receiver to her ear, she was pale, then she started mumbling something, and that's when I approached her.Björn tensed.-It was Bruno who called. He must have said something to her to put her like this," he said silently, trying to decipher the connection to his brother. - Why isn't the doctor here? She hasn't woken up. -Ava began to stir in her place, the two men in front of her turned their gazes to her.-No, no, no, no, -Ava began to gasp in fright, tears began to fall down her pale cheeks. - NO!" the scream was loud, determined and there was no hint of fear in that word, Björn felt his body bristle as he heard her, she opened her eyes and tr
Björn adjusted his tie in front of the mirror, it was a perfect knot, he smiled at the reflection of himself, then, turned around to grab the jacket that was on the bed, moments later he left the suite to head to the office. He had felt uneasy at not hearing from Ava, he thought maybe she was upset about Christine. Then he had his mother's, the next auction, Bruno investigating Ava and Christine with her engagement statement.-Sir, I am informed that Miss Gray has not arrived at the rendezvous point. -Björn turned around before he reached his desk, then frowned.- What? -he looked at the clock and realized it was seven o'clock, Ava was always ten minutes earlier already in the office. Björn took a breath and let it out slowly, he didn't imagine anything wrong, it was just a delay. -I'm going to call... -He said, already feeling uneasy."It's only ten minutes, Björn."-Good morning, Mr. Hoffmann. -Ava announced as she entered the office
Amelia was sitting on the terrace sipping her cup of coffee that she usually had at that time of night, she looked at her branded watch, then averted her gaze to the lights of a car approaching her property, she imagined it would be Björn. There was a knock at the door and she ushered him in.-Mrs. Miller, Mr. Hoffmann has arrived.-I guess he's my son and not his father. -She muttered to herself, unheard by the security man. -When he arrives, send him in and don't let anyone interrupt us unless it's something more important.-Yes, ma'am. -the man left the office, Amelia took a sip from her coffee cup, then a couple of minutes later, Björn came in, she noticed a change in his face, he looked more relaxed, "And how could he not be when his sex life has been activated?" she thought.-Good evening, mother. -Björn saw the woman sitting on the terrace with the doors open and watched him from there.-Good night, Bj. By the way," he shook h
Ava had been lost in her own thoughts without realizing that Björn had arrived at the office, she let out a sigh that made her snap out of it, looked up and saw him.- What did he say to you, Christine?" asked Björn, crossing his arms. He was still furious inside, but he didn't care about the others, but about Ava.-He informed me of the announcement of his...-Ava wrinkled her brow, -commitment.Björn walked over to her and sat back on his heels, took her hand and stroked her knuckles gently.-You know what will happen, ignore Christine.-When she sets her mind to it, she's kind of.....-Toxic. -He completed the sentence for her. -I've known her for years and quite well.- Did you have a thing with her? -Ava was curious.-Yes. But it was a passing thing. She wanted something official and I didn't.-And now that there is something official between the two of them, she shouts it from the rooftops.-Bu
Ava pushed the elevator button to bring it down.-Oh, I had a setback. -Then she looked back at the numbers.- What setback?" asked Christine, Ava turned her face and smiled again.-A personal setback.-I hope it's the first and last time that happens, now that Sussan is not here because of you, I can't be diverting calls to reception. Do you understand?" the sound of the elevator bell rang, the doors opened and the two of them entered.-Yes, it won't happen again. -Ava replied as the doors closed in front of ther. Her gaze was fixed on the elevator numbers.-I hope so," Christine looked at her in profile. -By the way, since you didn't arrive at your work station at your scheduled time, you didn't read the announcement I sent out earlier in the day. -Ava tried to control the anger that was running under her skin, she knew she would rub it in about her engagement to Björn, but what Christine didn't know was that this marriage was not wha
Ava paced back and forth thinking about what Björn's mother would be saying to her. How had desire-driven them? She asked herself that question over and over again. The door to the room opened, and Björn appeared.- Are you ready? -she nodded quickly.- ¿The Mrs. Miller?"Björn noticed her concern.-My mother is fine, don't worry," he paused, casting a fleeting glance at the clock. -I'll change, and we'll go. -Ava nodded. He moved closer until he was facing her, leaned toward her ear, and whispered: "Did you like the panties?She gasped. The warmth of Björn's body pierced her warmly.-Yes, thank you. -she said a little, shaken, then bit her lower lip, "Why did he turn me on with just one question?" she mentally asked herself.-Good," he smiled without her seeing him, straightened up, and left her to get dressed. -Breath, Ava," she whispered to herself as she disappeared into the closet.Fifteen minutes later,
Amelia Miller went into her room and checked that everything was intact as she left it last time, she threw her bag on the bed and walked over to the panoramic window, she had always liked spaces with natural light, the pool was always basic in any place she came to stay and that was her favorite.There was a knock at the door. Without turning around, she gave the order that she could come in, she was expecting her head of security, Albert. But it was Björn.-Mother. -She heard her son's voice behind her back.- Are you decent now? -she asked, and when she didn't hear Björn, she folded her arms and turned to him with a frown on her face. -Wow, you've been quiet. -Strange of him, since he always had something to say in his defense.-I am for the first time, -he paused, as if he couldn't find the exact word to describe it. -Apprehensive. -he confessed.Amelia raised her eyebrows in surprise.-Well," she didn't know what else to