"I don't know, no, Jessy" murmured Joana, as the music was already lowering and the customers leaving the nightclub. " But this guy seems very disputed. Did you see how that woman stood on top of him all the time?”"I saw, and I need your services, my favorite lawyer" I hummed, opening a cruel smile. Around us, the sounds of steps widened, as the last clients left the establishment. Joana's eyes shone under the effect of lights, and I watched her with false innocence on her face. "I think we'll have to buy a station and a nightclub, dear sister.”"Jessy, stop buying something when you are not satisfied with the service provided," she said in a reprimand tone, although she was trying hard to hide her laughter. "Mom will go crazy when you realize that you are buying companies that do not even have a connection with your career.”"Mom knows that my revenge is to show how to properly manage a business," I shrugged. "Buy this nightclub too.”"In whose name? "She asked.I threw a quick look
"I'm sorry, Hazz," I spoke softly, and he gave me a grateful look. "My sister is a lawyer, just so you know.”The man made another laugh, which also sounded without any humor. It was very serious then." Why are you saying that?”"Because harassment is harassment, regardless of gender," I replied in a firm tone. Hazz watched me again. "If you need it, you can look for me, or look for my sister.”"Thank you," he said, sighing. "It's just a darling she has for me. This will pass at some point.”I meant that it was already crossing the line, in reality, but I didn't dare. I was seeing everything from afar, very focused on every gesture or gesture of Hazz, and I was deeply bothered by the audacity of that woman freely touching him. It was jealousy. Deep down, it was just jealousy. But I was upset.He didn't deserve to go through that. And I was extremely shaken to have suggested the same thing the first time I saw. For being there, knowing that I only wanted sex, and that I was buying it
I was in the clouds. I didn't even remember how I had come home that morning. I hadn't even bothered to sleep. I made a strong coffee, took an energy drink, and mixed everything before drinking. I wouldn't sleep because in two hours I should be getting ready to go to my second job. Sleeping would only make me more tired. I would take it, I had to take it. My salary depended on those scarce hours of sleep.But I also didn't want to sleep just to be able to talk to Jessy, even though she wasn't online on Instagram. I was happy, scared and ecstatic. A person like her had never looked at me more than once. Not for money or power, but for her beauty. Because I'm exactly the kind of woman who would leave me on my toes. I was so absorbed in that feeling of butterflies swirling my stomach, that I didn't even notice that some neighboring apartment was sounding like warm fights. I cleared my ears, wanting to know where everything came from, but then my doorbell rang."I hate them," said Emilia,
Emilia blinked, stunned."I'm not using anything, Hazz.”"My brother was unjustly arrested, Emilia. I don't want anyone else around me to be harmed because of influences. If you are using something, if you have become dependent on something...”"It's just marijuana," said Emilia, widening her eyes. "It's no big deal, Hazz. And that's not why he implicates me so much.”" But it may be a reason for him to think he has the right over you," I said with a sigh. "Don't use that kind of thing, Emilia. It's not as harmless as it seems. You are too young, you need to find other ways to relieve this stress.”"It's not because of stress, Hazz. It's because of the feeling of tranquility. You should try it.”"I'm not going to smoke marijuana! "I grumbled, still keeping our hug.Emilia smiled lightly."I know how to make it on the cake. You wouldn't even notice until you ate.”I widened my eyes. There were so many times that Emilia's mother had sent me baked desserts "including cakes" that I couldn
The restaurant I chose for my first formal meeting with Hazz was the simplest on my list of favorite places. However, a quick and simple look in his direction, as he respectfully accompanied me with the distance of a step through the open doors of the enclosure, told me a lot about him not agreeing so much with some mere sign of simplicity. That restaurant, although simple in my conception of ideal places to have a meal, was the only one where I could take it without him feeling bad about not having to pay the bill.The place was very well lit, with paper lanterns hanging against the dark wooden beams, and round tables with low back chairs. The brightness of the moon and the stars entered through a small tipper in the middle of the ceiling, so that the brightness of the candles on each wall gave an even older and exquisite look to the place.Everything was airy, and the table I always chose was facing a balcony with vases scented with black orchids. A cold and delicious wind passed th
"I'm not one of your employees, Jessy," Hazz said in a sharp tone of voice. He fixed his glasses when I watched him with an arched eyebrow. "I don't have to follow all your orders and leave it for that. I didn't make any agreement. You offered something in a hazy way, and I won't give any answer until I'm sure where I'm getting into. What do you want, Jessy Jones?”"Hair" I answered without the slightest shame. Hazz blinked, keeping silent. "At first, I just thought about having sex with you, I keep thinking, actually. I think I was only a little afraid after visiting you at that nightclub, after having seen that you may be avoiding this agreement because you are already stuck in a situation where you are harassed by your boss.”"No, Jessy. I don't want to accept something like that because I can't sell my body in exchange for a better life. I don't agree with this kind of job. I don't think it's worthy.”"So you mean that anyone who uses the body to support himself does not deserve a
"And what would your conditions be, Hazz? " asked Jessy in a low voice.I opened my mouth to answer, but my company interrupted me, raising a hand. A waiter in oriental and peculiar clothes approached with some drinks, and, although it was not a wine, I knew that sake was even stronger and better persuasive for people weak to alcohol.I didn't used to drink, and I knew that my truths would be totally contradictory after those first sips, but Jessy watched me with expectation, thinking that I would feel uncomfortable with the place again. So, just because she was still looking, I drank a big sip, and despite the grimace and the cough attack, I laughed like someone was already under the"Blood of Jesus! "I cursed softly, feeling the burning and salty bitterness sliding down my throat. Jessy laughed. Whether it was for my expression of deep pain or the peculiar swearing, she didn't say, but laughed like a five-year-old girl. I coughed once again, hitting my chest. "That's strong.”"Be ca
Because I already had too many expectations. I thought Jessy could be interested enough to want more than just a part of my body. Or so that he wouldn't do the same as Poliana. At least she had hit a question, I hid under the clothes she wore. I really liked them, but I hid, knowing that everyone thought it was fun to laugh and less interesting to get closer. I hid so as not to attract the same types of women I fell in love with and regretted, that was the reason. But to talk about it, I would have to mention past dating, and I didn't want to bring the subject to the table. It was our first date, and it was just downhill."Because I never got involved for just sex," I confessed, and Jessy retreated a little to the table. Every time I spoke, she seemed more inclined to get up and leave without saying anything. She was a woman used to having everything she always wanted. Of course, I would not gladly accept it for a man who did not have it as a priority. Unfortunately, my self-preservat