Billionaire Seduction

by Miller, Christine

  Stop on the sidewalk looking at the townhouse across the street, where are the restaurant and small apartment Nina. I'm looking for him for over two hours and the hick simply evaporated. No one knows her in the company, at the restaurant or cafe.

  And if she does not come back?

  I'm surprised with the suffering that this causes me feeling.

  Loose all possible and unimaginable words. Where did she go? Where will you spend the night? And if not eaten anything yet? Shit! Turd! Fuck! She is so careless with food. And if you're crying? Who will comfort you? Embrace it? And I'm a fucking idiot! Rub the face discredited. Should have gone after her right, wait for my parents and Thina, was a mistake. Screw the hysterics of Thenka, Peter and Mike could have given the job done. If at least, had crossed my mind that Nina would come out secretly ... - Shit! Fuck! Cum!

  - Lord Callas.

  I turn to vigilante street approaching cautiously. - The words, I know, sorry Antonio. I'll stop. - Go forward me.

  - It would be nice, but is not it, Lord Callas. - The stocky little man and said with warmth. - I was at dinner time and the other night watchman said he is looking Miss Nina.

  A glimmer of hope reborn. - Yes, you saw her?

  - There are two hours. - I smile satisfied and I can not match your euphoria. - Arrived hurriedly entered, it did not take even ten minutes in her apartment, she got out and walked away with a man came to get her taxi. - Reports punctuating Nina steps in the fingers.

  Only catch the words taxi and man, and my blood freezes.

  - What man? - I ask trying to be controlled, which of course I fail. - Did you notice the clothes Nina wore?

  The pudgy arching an eyebrow. - Clothes?

  Gestured impatiently. - It's the clothes ... In case you need to go to the police station to file a complaint of disappearance. - I lie.

  - Oh, of course. - Pats my arm. - The same outfit that came, she left. It was a green dress, I think.

  Curse!

  My pulse closes, I want to die just to imagine what might be without panties and accompanied by a child of any bitch.

  - Is the guy? - Growl.

  - I've never seen here. Moreno, lower than the Lord. - The watchman examines my clothes. - It seemed an executive too.

  - You could see where they were?

  - No, but I think travel. Miss Nina came down carrying a valise.

  Holy shit!

  I decide I need to drink while I call in Nina's apartment

  Fourteen

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  -Princesa, Are you sure you're okay? - Miguel question concerned. - Can you tell me what's going on? Since yesterday has been acting strangely. - Look around, clearly embarrassed. - I do not understand why it all. And now this?

  Knees and without stopping to roll the beds of Shopping Curitiba Boulevard[20]Eye on his shoulders. I give to the face on a palm leaf that nearly blinded me. Snot! Blow said that which goes nowhere. Won by plant, lean your torso to the side to see my colleague standing behind me - Nothing's happening, Miguel. Anything! - Answer no patience and no matter with the crowd that gathers at the food court and watch me curiously. Diving arms in bed number twelve, to dig as deep as I can.

  A wet earth smell rises, which is comforting. I close my eyes enjoying the feeling.

  The phone rings and he answers. - The Callas wants to talk to you.

  Open your eyes. Grumbling discredited, rolling land with more force than necessary. Forget Theo is impossible, especially when it turns without stopping.

  insistent man!

  I do not run like it, I am not a short term. I need some time to let the dust settle and anger dissipate. I want to be calmer when sit down to talk, certain things must be said face to face, not over the phone and not with 400 kilometers separating us.

  Hurt, ignored all his calls and messages, and hung up the two devices ... My cell phone and his, I do not know how, ended up in my purse. I spent a hellish night, tossing and turning as I wondered if I was being too hard.

  - I have nothing to say. - Miguel lie and transmits the message.

  - He wants to know if you're still angry.

  - I am.

  Nobody ... nobody ... nobody.

  He who call anyone.

  This morning, as was to be expected, Theo found out about the trip to Curitiba, the hotel and Miguel. The ordeal began very early when distracted, answered a call to my room.

  - Fuck, Nina!

  - Go fuck yourself, asshole!

  I hung in the face. Blocked their links to my room. Now, the victim of time is Michael's phone does not stop ringing.

  What is totally annoying, since each new call, my colleague seems more sympathetic to the boss.

  - He wants to talk anyway. - Miguel comes closer, muffles the phone with his hand and whispers. - The poor are desperate, said to please.

  Desperate?

  Tadinho.

  My heart tightens and hums longing. I'm ice, hey! Of course, I am tempted to answer, I am madly in anguish and hope pathetically for his apology. Only I will not take the plunge! Ah! I'm not going! I have opened too many exceptions and I know from experience, where it will stop.

  - His problem. I have priorities, I can not stop what I'm doing.

  - Sorry Lord, she said she has priorities. - stay quiet. - Only tomorrow, sir. Nina scored some personal commitments this afternoon. - Uh what? Gossipy a fig! Again silence. - I have no idea what they are, Lord.

  The connection ends.

  I want to scold you for forwarding this information to Theo. Just do not loose the dogs, because Michael has been a buddy. He left quietly of Callas so called, picked me up hastily in my house, bought sandwiches at the airport, was silent throughout the flight, gave a "good night" soon to arrive at the hotel and this morning, got a permit for me examine the gardens.

  - It was what happened in the cafeteria?

  - What diner? - Bank desentendida. I'm willing to tell you what happened.

  - What it is .... I heard that Sandra mouth hit with Callas for you. Is that why you left? He was afraid of the reaction Camila? She probably did not even know you are dating. The Toshiko said the cow had to leave in a hurry after lunch.

  - What? No! We not dated, it was only a passenger throw an error. Ended up. - I say vehemently, but not convince even myself.

  - Um, um ... I know. - Have fun. - In his mind, more than dating. The man looks like an abandoned husband.

  Really?

  - Because? What he told you?

  - Anything. - Looks away and takes a trapped lint on his sleeve.

  Underhanded!

  - If he did not say anything, you know what he looks like an abandoned husband? - Insist bursting with curiosity. - What is he going to do?

  - I do not know, Princess. It seems, because it seems. - Desconversa.

  His face contracted and I know that he knows more than meets the eye. Michael is uncomfortable and my radar beeps. Men! Always protecting and united by this male honor code, which only serves to cover up the wrong things ready.

  - Why do I think you two are up to something? Look there huh, Miguel!

  - The guy's my boss! There is no such thing as any arm with him. - Gives an offended and comes closer to the site. - What nudges both on this earth?

  I decide not to insist just for tantrum. But for your own good is good than nothing. Men are very predictable. Support frames and vendettas always end up in nightclubs and has a section that takes me off, are clubbing.

  I swear, do not answer me. I hate them with full force!

  - Just checking a guess. - Answer unwillingly. My tongue itches to tell if only a little, but never betray the trust of Theo. When someone asks me to keep a secret, is secret. Sigh resigned and even a little proud to be so reliable and good detective. If I'm right, we got to Camilla. It is impossible that a scheme of these happen without your knowledge. Force more arms.

  - What guess? You need rolling twelve beds for this?

  Bingo!

/>   - I knew! A no two yes! - Desenterro my arms dirty mud up to his shoulders and stand victorious.

  - What it is one, not two but?

  - Anything. I need to call Theo! He will not believe what I found! - Vibro forgetting the hurt and until two seconds ago, had never decided to talk to him.

  - Go call the boss? - The head swing agreeing effusively. - But but. - Its expression is total confusion. - Wait a minute. What have you discovered?

  - I can not tell, is confidential, sorry. - Lift your shoulders and give you my best smug smile: if-you-can-have-secrets-with-the-boss-I also-I.

  - It's all right. - Cynical smiles handing the points - I'm not even to get me in the dirt rolling in Callas. - Slide your finger down my filthy arm leaving a clean skin track.

  - Let's go! I need a bathroom? I look like the swamp monster!

  Euphoric, I picked up the phone in the bag and care for Callas. Nati gives me a sermon and those after scolding me a bit by the disappearance, reports that Theo is not. Hang disappointed.

  - Noted the new number of Theo?

  - Unknown number, Princess.

  - Impossible! He did not leave any for emergencies?

  - No.

  - Damn!

  Damn it!

  It can only be Prank!

  Bufo order to have a fallen strand of hair in my face. I go out walking angry, between the tables. Keep your arms straight not to mess over my jeans and tank top blue silk. Some people purse nose to see me go all muddy, others find grace.

  Miguel follows right behind me, laughing.

  Turning the body towards him. - What, now?

  - Damn man, you women are very bipolar! - Says between laughs. - How can you change your mind in seconds? - Wipes away a tear. - I thought you were mad. - Continues to laugh.

  - I was, but passed. Priorities, Miguel! Priorities! - I give a slap on his shoulder, leaving a land mark where touched. - Now come on, after I talk to the annoying your boss.

  - Want to have lunch?

  - I can not scheduled a consult ... a date with a friend. - I fix quickly, but I know Miguel noticed the misdeed. - Then I'll enjoy that I'm in town and go in my mother's house. I need to get some documents that were delivered there.

  - Okay, let's try something else. - His lips slightly curving into a smile. - How about dinner at the hotel and make small talk?

  - This seems great. I'll meet you at eight at the pool bar.

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  - Neighborhood Cabral, please. - Warning and recite the address, so enter the taxi after leaving the doctor's appointment.

  I prepare psychologically for the journey ... From the center, where is the elegant office of Dr. Nancy, the house of my mother for a long distance.

  - As you wish Miss. - The obese, balding driver smiles, and his blue eyes sparkle. - The traffic is what a beauty today! We'll get there in less than half an hour!

  - How nice. - Answer without spirit.

  - On the accent is from here, right? - Chat pulls.

  - I was born here, but I am of.

  - On vacation? - Adjusts the rearview mirror.

  - Á work. I'm only until tomorrow. - I say with relief.

  - Do not think of going back to live here?

  - No -. Theo's face comes to my mind. - My life is there ...

  - Ahhh.

  - Um ... um ... - sink back in the back and turn my head to see the city.

  - I'll leave you enjoy the ride. - Try one last visual contact in the rearview mirror, but still focused on the window.

  - That would be nice, thank you. - I am grateful for the silence.

  My head is a blender and am not to talk.

  My, how it is beautiful after retirement.

  I observe the Cathedral of Our Lady of Light passing on my right. An old chapel and well preserved, filled with incredible stained glass and that was the scene of my marriage.

  At that time I was very silly. Sigh sorry. So full of illusions.

  I miss Curitiba, churches, organized city, the manicured, the delicious restaurants parks, but not of my old life. São Paulo is my home. And past the shopping euphoria, I strangely melancholy. Afraid to and if it is a sign ...

  Who would say...

  Curse!

  How not thought about it ?!

  With a cow as our fairy godmother, of course, could only bring bad luck.

  I make the sign of the cross.

  Loose a mental words, for being so superstitious. I feel like my discovery represented an end of cycle, after all our closeness came there. If it were not for Camilla frames, maybe we had never lived and arrived at the point where we are.

  A hollow empty compresses my chest. I do not know anything else. And given the circumstances of the last hours also I do not know where we are. What is even more nebulous, if you count that tried to contact Theo numerous times and nothing.

  Man evaporated, spent the afternoon out of the office.

  It would have been smarter exchange gynecologist by an analyst. I'm crazy and obsessed with that ingrate. That beat must have messed up things in my head. It can only be this. I turned masochistic and suffer endlessly, since I came down for that lift. I do not know that the pill is probably going back to the sexual drought. I'm hating it a little, to have broken out that way with the sister of Theo. It had nothing to intrude on their family problems, I bet at this point, my morale with their parents went to the swamp.

  Mental note ... Controlling my mouth!

  I recall the shameful consultation and want to laugh ... I'm so stupid, I paid a fee to the urgency. How many more exceptions, I will do for that soulless that called me anyone?

  I liked to review the doctor, not seen in about eight months. She seemed really happy to see me and was kind enough to fit me last minute. He got a lot of time standing in the middle of her chic and totally white office, just smiling. Weird. Then, wordlessly, wrapped me in a comforting hug and went straight to a battery of tests.

  - Good, Nina! I'm glad you're in a stable relationship. - Dr. Nancy took off the mask from his face, sat at his desk and waited for me while I finished dressing clothes. - What did Bernard was one cafajestada no size. - He went hands on gray hair in a perfect bun.

  - Yeah, do not tell me. - I wanted to laugh, not by Bernardo, but Theo. "Stable" is the last thing we both are. - It's all right here? - Dull, I pointed to my crotch. The "Our that interesting" and "Benza God, this girl has been very active! "The doctor uttered by examining my vagina, let me worried.

  - Um ... Everything all right, just a little Vermelhinha. - He smiled as a means disturbed and crazy mother, opened the drawer and pulled out a tube of ointment. - Here, this should relieve some discomfort. - I accepted embarrassed. God, what a shame! - Your partner should be a great cutucador, if you understand me. - She smiled brightly.

  - You can say yes. - I had to agree.

  And at that time, I wanted to die.

  All though the doctor was with his head stuck between my legs, but certain intimacies should be prohibited between doctors and patients.

  . - You sure you're okay? Can I start with the pill?

  - Ah! More than fine! Normally, we'd better wait for the results of blood tests. The laboratory must deliver them in five days, but given the excitement ... you said two to three times a week, right? - He asked with a certain admiration.

  I felt the skin on my face burn.

  - Per day. - I muttered, diverting attention to a model of the female reproductive system exposed on your desk.

  - Oh my! - Almost choked and her gray eyes filled with water. - Home networking is a beauty! I miss this wild fire! - Fanned himself with a bunch of tests. - I am married for so many years that sex is kind event ... almost never! - Cackled already half hysterical. - Especially after the children. - Their arched eyebrows, forehead furrowed in concentration and for a moment, back flipping through my file. - And the children? You do not want to still have them?

  - That was a thing of Bernardo. - Recalled to u
nwillingly. - Have you ever wanted a lot. At least a couple. - Unable to contain myself, when you smile the image of a miniature copy of Theo bedeviling me, it came as a flash. Thanks! Any less! - But after all that has happened, I do not intend to remarry. My relationship with Theo is very recent, we are still in the adaptation phase. I do not want to take risks and an independent production is out of the question.

  - In this case it is best to start to protect as soon as possible. Today is still possible, the hormonal doses of this pill are low, which significantly reduces side effects and contraindications

  He handed me a sealed box of medicine.

  - Clinically, taking the little bump ... - blinked and felt like a wanton. - ... There is nothing wrong with you and how careful were using condoms, I do not see any impediment. I will ask you to forward a copy of the results by email and put Julia PhD in print. I've talked to her, it is a professional fine, one of the most respected of.

  My purse vibrates. Reckless, fumble me all to find the phone. When finally said fish which he stops playing.

  Damn, unknown number.

  It was Theo!

  My heart races as a teenager who stumbles in Zyan Malik[21]. - It's all right. No panic. No panic. - Whisper to calm me.

  The animation and the courage of a few hours ago, no longer accompany me more. Indecisive ponder whether to ignore. My face contracts in doubt. It might be better to tell my discovery by email ...

  I bite my lips, irritated. Since I turned an amoeba? Not the twelve years I had this kind of problem with the opposite sex. Bernard tried to make me insecure and dependent, but without success. Theo is another story, everything takes on epic proportions. The air begins to fail me ... What a crazy feeling is this? God Father! Breathe with all the world's quiet for balance. I focus on relaxing breathing Yoga. I close my eyes, mentalizo a tunnel of blue light and singing my Buddhist mantra.

  - Baba Nam Kelavam[22]

  - Baba Nam Kelavam

  - Baba Nam Kelavam

  - It's simple, send an e-mail and be done with it. - Whisper to convince me.

  I open my eyes and the taxi driver is dumbfounded, staring at me like a being from another planet. - It's Yoga, - explain, he shakes his head slowly and the phone vibrates.