All Chapters of CEO's Luxury Lady: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I jumped off the bus at the same time my heart seemed to leap out of my chest.Thirty minutes ago my cell phone had rung and Aunt Meiry had told me that my mother had been the victim of a stray bullet in a police operation in Complexo do Alemão, our community. I ran across the street and practically threw myself against the entrance doors of the hospital. I ran to the reception and almost tripped over my own legs. I made it to the bench panting:- Marta Souza. - I said to the receptionist.The blonde gave me a look full of contempt. I didn't blame her. It was quite likely that even I was looking at myself with disdain at that moment. I was wearing my usual waitress uniform and I certainly smelled greasy. My hair was pulled back in a ponytail and I could feel sweat beading at the roots of my hair. I was certainly not the kind of person who would walk into a hospital like that.- Operating room. - The girl took her blue eyes off the computer and stared at me for a few moments. - Second

- Champagne, miss? - A blonde girl in a black uniform with a friendly smile offered me a glass.I smiled back at her before accepting her offer.- You're doing a great job... - I tried to read the small badge on her blouse. -Bruna. Thank you.The girl, who must have been around twenty-two like me, was surprised by my compliment, but then smiled.- You're very kind. - She returned my compliment and then left, leaving me alone once again.I sighed and looked back the way Arianna had come, hoping to see her, but I was disappointed. I then began to study the architecture of the hall carefully, while mentally comparing it to other classical works.Everything had been very well designed, I concluded. Who had been the architect?The decoration was impeccable and the crystal chandelier was the first to attract my attention. Soon after, my eyes caught sight of the tables decorated with crystal vases filled with roses of the most diverse colors. On them were also fine delicacies that I had neve

His blue eyes locked on mine and he brought his mouth close to mine, brushing his lips across mine, and I almost gave in. I was burning up with all that game-playing, but I had to stay strong, they were different worlds, so no closer. Suddenly, the lights in the hall came back on and I remembered my situation. I was an imposter at his party. I didn't belong there. Damien and I didn't really suit each other. What's more, I wasn't enjoying my reactions at all, or noticing how I was losing control of the situation around him. That had never happened before, not even with Stephen.- I need to go. - I pushed him away from me and tried to leave the dance floor, but he stopped me with his fist:- I'm sorry, but I can't let you. - His voice sounded authoritative and his touch was possessive. What? What do you mean? And since when did he have any authority over me? Neither he nor any man would. I didn't want a man controlling me and telling me what to do, like that monster I once called father

I was sure I had been there before. The narrow corridor with its unfinished walls, carved only in brick, was no stranger to me. I continued down it towards the dim, yellowish light that hung slightly in front of me. I stopped before reaching the door and observed what was going on inside the room, which I now recognized as a kitchen. A young woman and a man with a frowning face were at the table talking. I couldn't see the woman's face because she had her back to me, but her hunched posture and the slight trembling of her shoulders indicated that she wasn't very comfortable with the man. She seemed to be afraid of something.Suddenly the man stood up and abruptly pushed the chair over, causing it to fall to the floor with a thud:- I've had enough of your whining! I'll come in whenever I want because I'm the man of this house and I'm in charge of you. And right now I order you to shut your fucking mouth! - The man approached the woman with hatred in his eyes.- You can't keep spending

- You're kidding me, Shar! You have to be!I looked once again at the piece of fabric in my hand, unable to believe that I would have to wear it all night. The whole thing could only be a sick joke.- I'm sorry, Ell, but I'm not joking. The theme of the evening is The House of Bunnies and all the girls have to be in costume. It was the house owners' orders.Oh no! I wouldn't be able to work wearing just that piece of cloth over my body.- I can't work wearing that, Shar. I'll be practically naked! - Don't get carried away, Ellen. It's just a black dress with a fuzzy bottom, black stockings and bunny ears. - Sharon took her green eyes off the computer, fiddled with her blonde hair and looked at me. - And the dress isn't even that short. I chose the biggest one I could find for you. Because I know you're not here for other things.- But I'm still not going to make it. - I sighed and put the dress back in the bag with the other costume items, leaving it on her desk. - I think I'd better