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The CEO waiting for me

Yesterday, as soon as I got home, I received a phone call from my boss whose version of the facts was so melodramatic as to leave no doubt that they could only have been reported by Amelia to destroy once and for all any chance of me making an excuse and staying at work. The only positive thing in all this is that she and Adam did not spend the night together. He came home alone, had his usual shot of whiskey, and went to bed after reviewing some papers. In other words, there is nothing to indicate that he is boiling with hatred for me, but there is also nothing to make me think that at the end of this tunnel a light would come on from there. I take a deep sigh and finish ironing my uniform, which after being washed is as good as new. I have to turn it in before nine o'clock and pick up my pay for yesterday's work. Not that I need th
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The agreement with the CEO

“ I didn't mean to scare you”, he apologized. “ Actually, that was very Joe from "You" style...", I replied between laughs, making reference to a sitcom in which the guy, in order to get with his wife, was capable of immeasurable craziness. Of course, hiding in the middle of garbage bags is no barbarity. However, this is CEO Adam Arnault and that means a lot to me. “ I don't know him, Joe, but it pleases me to know that you know my fragrance”,He doesn't miss this detail and I quickly have to make this confession trivial so as not to inflate his ego any further. “ Are you kidding? Everyone knows that your products are amazing, however they are things that most will only see in the window”, I make my false social status clear and obser
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The meeting again

I use my day off from Affair to get back to my business and thus remember who I am, what I am doing here, and what the real plan is. While I wait for my allies, I reread Luigi's letter, and the question he asked again torments me, "What's the matter Francisca? " The truth is, it's more trouble than I expected to find after meeting CEO Adam Arnault.  He plays on a side of the field that I am not used to venturing. With Jean or any man it was always much easier to deal with, because it's just satisfying the simple human being: attraction, hard-on, and most importantly an instant need for pleasure.  Adam Arnault doesn't. It is not just attraction or horniness that he desires. It is a race, where the way is much more important than the finish. He is in no hurry, though he doesn't fail to show his intense interest. He puts me on
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An Invitation to Die

The door opens and I can feel the blond man's breath coming closer, also in search of the switch. However, when our hands meet, I give up having the electricity when I can have the fire that reeks on his skin. Instinctively my fingers travel down his arms, the ones I have imagined so many times pressing against my body until I make this dream real and we are indeed embedded in each other, it being inevitable that his breath doesn't search my neck like a vampire thirsty for my scent. “ Chloé…”,he moans my name close to my ear. It is the first time I hear him pronounce my name like that and it feels so good, coming from his mouth. “Monsieur Arnault, surprised to see me?” “Seeing is
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The Death Race

 “ Monsieur Arnault, you have come…”,I wanted to take him by surprise as he closed his car, but his body turned just in time for our gazes to meet and our smiles to open in perfect harmony. “ You're very surprised for someone who said he was sure I would come”,he replies, never able to let go of his teasing. Although your teasing doesn't compare to mine. Who tells me this, are his eyes that stick to my almost half-naked body in this unusual outfit. And even though I tried to hide the pom-poms in a bag so as not to give away at face value what I came here to do, his analytical gaze didn't miss their colorful and extravagant appearance. “ Are you cheering for something tonight?”,he asks curiously.
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Searching for the ceo

It was another hour of pure suspense until a light appeared at the end of the road. It was a car with its high beam headlight on, making it impossible for all the curious to see who was the winner of the night. As it approached, the vehicle appeared to be black in color, identical to CEO Adam Arnault's sports car. But, I didn't want to give my heart false hope, so the best thing was to wait for the lucky guy until the finish line. When the car stops and the lights go out, there is no more doubt, it is the CEO in one piece and more beautiful than ever with that smile of victory stamped on his face. I smile too, infected by his victory, while everyone is stumped by the unexpected winner of the evening. Strangely, he doesn't get out of the car until the other competitors arrive
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The CEO's life hangs by a thread

With no security guards or cameras, it wasn't too difficult to get into Adam Arnault's residence. The wall is not high and the trees next to the house were a huge help. I went inwards, helping myself to the inner garden of the residence, because being in the living room, there is a huge risk of Adam or Amelia peeking out. I tried to calculate the kitchen window that was open, a full demonstration of confidence in the sense of security and order that living in such a neighborhood offers its inhabitants. And even crime feels afraid to act, because one is aware that whoever is caught, the tolerance will be zero. Therefore, I move like a cat when jumping into the window. Wearing gloves, I am not afraid to touch the flawless black marble surfaces. They glisten like a precious sto
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Salvatore

Salvatore, Italy 15 days later As Ms. Marise confided in me, the Blue Del Rey Hotel was chosen for CEO Adam Arnault's entourage. And even though we arrived here three days in advance, the suites and rooms were almost all occupied. Good thing I know the manager and he guaranteed me a reservation in Francisca's name.  Because if the truth about my life in Paris is the only card left to Amelia, I make a point of getting it out of her and using it to my advantage while laughing at the danger that at any moment Anthony might walk through that door to confront me. But for now, I discard those thoughts, grab my glasses and my sun hat with the urgency of one who needs to be ready for CEO Adam Arnault's big arrival. In the corridors there is no talk of anything else but this spr
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The best dress of the night

“ No, I weakened!”, I answer without leaving my pride that should accompany a man until he dies. “ I won't let you ruin your life like that for a man who must die”, Luigi holds the gun firmly and with the slightest click, it will fire, “I warned you that you would end up in love with him and you couldn't fulfill your father's request. I won't let you fall into dishonor Francisca!” “ Then shoot! Shoot Luigi. Because I won't kill him. It's not just because I'm in love with him, I'm simply tired of living up to the ideals my father created to escape the pain of having lost my mother.  I never promised him to kill Adam Arnault, but I gave my word to you, so you can collect it. But, don't forget that first of all, his first wish was for Adam to become part of our family and to fulfill the pro
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The Betrayer

“The show has already started!”, Luigi warns me, looking at his watch and realizing how late we are. “I know. But I can't just go. I need a plan”,I keep walking back and forth to dispel the cloud of chaos that is gradually forming over my head. I know that there is always a way out, but in this case it's a little impossible to find. Because it is certain that Adam will want to introduce me to his best friend and I can't just play dumb. And the first second Jean hears my voice, he will recognize me, and then it will all be over. “ I've never seen you so eager, Francisca. Not even on your first opening night as your father's future successor”, he comments. “ Yes, but it's diff
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