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
He had to be kidding.Hazz could only have drunk too much sake.It was impossible for a man not to agree to have sex only for one night and never again. All of them, regardless of their social class, have always believed it was more advantageous not to have any affective responsibility with any woman. I never had to bribe them. I never needed more than a little charm to get what I wanted, and now Hazz was just leaving. I waited sitting for five minutes, thinking that he would really be playing, or that he would regret it. But it didn't happen.He didn't even touch the food. He didn't even pay attention to my effort to find an affordable and still different restaurant for him. And he didn't even finish telling me what the conditions were. He stopped at first. The bastard didn't even have the courage to keep saying, after I stopped him in the first attempt to feel superior. I got angry. Not only because of his attitude. He could refuse me as much as he wanted. Not all men were prepared
I made a complete face, even emitting a sound of disgust."Who said that having sex with the poor is my fetish?”"And isn't it? "He asked, containing the laughter. "Jessy, you can't explain how you may have been interested in me. But I can explain. I've never seen you in my life. I never knew you were one of the first women to create an exclusive size of clothes. I didn't imagine that you were all that... But I was interested as soon as I put my eyes on you, even though I knew it was something beyond what I would achieve.”" But I'm here, aren't I? "I replied, taking a step forward. Hazz lowered his head to see me better, it was so funny that difference in our heights. "I still corresponded to your interest, and that's just what you should be focusing on.”Hazz let out a sigh, then moved his attention to my left, where my security guards were at a distance of only two meters. It was not a discreet presence, but those two men were in training, and Bruno and Luiz should not have given i
"You shouldn't even imagine what the life of the older sister of a family with only women should be like," said Jessy, sitting on the nearest bench. She put the soda can on her lap, next to the small black bag, and bit the hot dog before continuing. "Since I was little, I could never feel weak. I had people who mirrored themselves in my way of seeing problems.”"I'm the oldest of two brothers" I spoke in a calm tone, settling better on the hard bench of the square. If it weren't for the view of the lake and the city that grew with distant lights ahead, it would have been a bad idea to stay there. It was cold, and I felt even more uncomfortable by the weather after giving Jessy my denim jacket to wear. "So I think I had a similar experience.”"Ah, but boys are detached, aren't they?”"It depends on which sense you say that. My brothers and I were some temperamental pests.”"Typical of all the brothers," she commented, shrugging, after finishing eating all the hot dog. "Were you also co