Billionaire Seduction

by Miller, Christine

  - Excellent. - Meireles agrees.

  I have to raise their hands to heaven. The signing of the contract with the shopping centers network has changed the mood of my Angel, from black to almost sunny. He stopped complaining sister, who was out on bail and returned to the clinic kicking, and spent the rest of lively week. It is such a Donavam here, Donavam there. Even I already know by heart every word exchanged by phone and then by email. My boyfriend, not to repeat as our future customer was impressed with my work.

  Jesus, like I had done everything alone!

  So impressed, to the point of calling again giving Theo his third favorite subject in the week. Donavan invited us to his wedding anniversary party in Ilhabela. - Hick, I will take you sailing. - I confess I am also excited, after all, it is our first official trip as a couple, even if only for a day and a half.

  - In a world where money defines the priorities was to be expected that our small investment did not receive VIP treatment, I am impressed to know that go against and personally take care of everything. - Doctor Meireles rises as his assistant collect folders and projects that deliver it.

  Theo leaves the head and comes toward us. - My priorities go far beyond money, Meireles. - Says looking at me to buttoning the navy blue suit that makes you sexy with hell.

  The two study without saying anything.

  I, Michael and the assistant also we stand. Before Meireles get to me, Theo rushes and sticks his huge body to mine. I'm sandwiched between him and Michael, the new gay friend of mine Angel, the only man that he does not care much to talk to me. Secure the urge to roll his eyes, to reach out to the director who smiles almost devouring me. I am struck by a strong smell of cigarette smoke emanating from him. My stomach rolls.

  - Once again, great job, Ms. Kovac.

  How beautiful says glancing at my breasts make me uncomfortable.

  - Thanks, but the merit is also Miguel. - Book me your sticky grip to hear a restive growl of Theo.

  - Nina is not alone. - Growls and grabs my elbow.

  The eyes of the director down to the point where the mighty hand of Theo, safe possessively my arm. Then come back with a mischievous twinkle and understanding that I am much more than an employee. My irritation grows, this Neanderthal thing She's mine is suffocating and the total lack of customer decorum is disgusting. I do not understand, why some men are keen to give up everything that uses skirt, just to prove to the other bunch of males who are still active. - Of course it is not, Callas. Congratulations on Miguel project. - Exchange a quick greeting with my friend and returns to us. - See you in the trade association of the ceremony? I heard the statement, congratulations.

  - Thank you. - Theo says dry. - If I do, we'll see for sure.

  Smug.

  Next week, the Top 1 Callas receive the company award in Engineering / Construction and Theo was named as the best businessman of the year. One of the greatest honors that a professional can aspire to and Theo stubbornly refuses to receive. It is a closed event, exclusive to empodeirada and moneyed elite. My most worthy boyfriend was disgusted to see that invitation did not extend to me, all the Callas family was invited but me that of course, I'm just an employee, not a Callas ... No matter what Nati has already resolved the issue and the organizers have no guilt, until yesterday, Theo labeled as a single convinced that never led to the accompanying ceremonies.

  Even with a formal invitation in my name and an apology, accompanied by a beautiful bouquet of flowers, my Angel is outraged that the world does not know we're officially together and sharing the same roof.

  - Too bad that does not go, it is a tribute rather envied. - Meireles slide your finger over thin lips and back to me. - At least I hope you can attend, Nina. - Irritates me use my name so intimately, only to prick Theo. - It will be a pleasure to take care of it for you, Callas. - Jokes.

  I hate the implicit atmosphere of caring and concerned me the reddish tone that flows in Theo's face. - Thanks, but I'll take care of my wife.

  The eyes of the director widen and fall into our hands devoid of alliances. For tic insurance Greek eye pendant around my neck. - Woman? - There is irony in his tone. - I hope to be invited to the bachelor party. It is always a spectacle to see a farewell to the slopes stallion. - Gives a friendly punch on Theo's shoulder.

  My angel just smiles as if it were right.

  What the fuck!

  I want to kick his shin. Bachelor Party? Now I do not even case. The night images in the club make my stomach turn again. My not dwell on things rule does not apply to ordinary image of those wishing what's mine. Go back and half the ghost of those vulgar bodies rubbing against Theo haunt me. Disgusting! I capo to get close to a prostitute again.

  My Theo! My Indecent.

  Irritated I gather my things and impatient accompany goodbyes finish. When the director and the assistant leave, leave sped off without waiting for Theo or Miguel.

  Step like a rocket by Nati looking at me and just shakes his head, smiling. I walk into my room playing the bag and folders on the table.

  bachelor party, one Pinoia.

  - Ordinary! - Esbravejo to myself.

  - Ordinary same.

  My blood rises to hear the hoarse and angry voice behind me. - Ordinary is you! - I turn and I already screaming and putting her hands on her hips. The beautifully framed chin on dark beard falls. Screw it. - You can not be invading my meetings this way.

  - Yes I can. - Look with authority and his lips closed in a thin line.

  Damn it. Ok, of course you can.

  - Can not stand as a guard dog behind me.

  - Yes I can. - Crosses his arms over his broad chest that starts to inflate nervous.

  - I know defend me dammit! How do you expect customers respect me?

  She laughs and no contentment. - That son of a bitch was respecting you very nearly drooling over her breasts. I said that this neckline was too!

  - Never complained of this dress before.

  - Because before their breasts were not jumping this way.

  Eye and evaluate the pierced black dress, which is a little even Justinho. I should not have put it in the dryer. A clear idea popcorn in my mind. - Are you saying I'm fat? - I am outraged. It's his fault if my breasts took a big girl. Live twenty-four hours with them swollen and sensitive fault of insatiable lust for this man does not leave me nor by decree.

  No uncross arms brown-hazel eyes glide through my body. - Gorda no hotter indeed.

  Uh what?

  That ... that ... that asshole!

  Quede the part that man denies to death the woman gained weight.

  My temper bursts. - His thick insensitive. - I cry with rage. - It is because I am fat you are so excited to hang out with prostitutes?

  God, I need to buy a swimsuit and a sarong. I can not go to the beach fat this way.

  Despair me just to think of the beauties who will laugh at me and give up on it. The image of their wings being coveted sickens me.

  He looks at me as if they had been born horns on me. Step his forehead. I kill this pervert if I gores! - What prostitutes? - Nods blankly.

  Cynical.

  - From his farewell.

  It opens a bright smile and takes a step toward me. - So you will accept to marry?

  - No way! What you want is an excuse for his bachelor party and get an alibi to go partying at the club.

  - Are you crazy?

  I must be! Yes, I am!

  I never cared about what they thought about me, but Theo think I may be ugly kills me inside. The thing the fat back to pounding in my head. - I do not want to go traveling. - Move away me and I'm going to grab my purse a mint. What should not do, since I have to close my mouth because I'm fat ... fat ... fat.

  - What?

  - I have no bathing suit. - I say the obvious without waiting for the insensitive understand about these things woman.

  - I buy you a hundred if this is your problem.

  I want to sink into the floor. He really think I need a swimsu
it.

  - Now that will not even.

  - You can not do this, Donavan woman is dying to meet you!

  - Think about it before to offend me! - Open the packet of bullets and shove just two in his mouth. The refreshing feeling nervous relieves my anxiety.

  - Since when call is delicious offend?

  Irritated me more, because I have no answer to this argument. I believe in playing the apology bouquet I received in your head, but I'm too lazy. Then just turn back and refuse to look at him.

  - God! Give-me patience. - Screams and I'm sure that is pulling her hair. No I am moved, I am very hurt. - What's happening with you? Yesterday cried because he found that dead cricket in the garden! TPM is by chance?

  Bufo coming with such insensitivity of this man great and furious.

  Poor cricket.

  My eyes only marejam to remember the poor all hard with straight legs and face to the sky. The ants were devouring their poor body, of course I needed to bury him.

  TPM?

  A green light flashes in my brain. Memories of my tearful afternoons in Curitiba Sprinkles my memory. It will be? I keep looking at the black marble floor contrasting with my green tea heels, that remind me of cricket, and make me want to cry.

  Secure a tear that insists on falling and I think ... I think ... I think ...

  That would explain why I felt more emotional and hungry. Of course that can only be TPM. What makes things worse for the side of my stubborn boyfriend ... She was thin and doing very well without the blessed pills and my period again became irregular and absent is all his fault. If Theo had not insisted on this thing of skin against skin, I would not be facing this hormonal discharge that leaves my swollen body, deregulated and crazy. I want to cry for cricket and for being weak and forgotten how these little things make me mad.

  Oh, I hate him!

  - Get out of here, Theo Callas!

  He does not come out what annoys me more. I return to my plan to give a buquezada it. Stretch out to reach the vessel, but the phone rings and dumb inertia my route and tightening the speakerphone.

  - The Lord Callas's there? - Nati question even though he is.

  - You can talk. - Theo says clearly annoyed.

  - Hum ... Ahhh. Is that ... - the assistant stutters.

  - Spit it out! I'm busy.

  The crudely with which shouts to phone me hurt and anger.

  - Can you be polite? - Turn your eyes staring at patience limit. - The Nati has no fault that is insensitive.

  He closes his eyes squeezing the nose curve. It gives about three breaths and back to face me. I think it's just, you're angry. scowling at me is hungry, remember Oreo in my purse and my mouth saliva.

  - Sorry, Nati. Sends.

  - Is that ... - she stutters again. - You can answer in your living room or take the call?

  - No, I can not ... - growls.

  - Okay, then do not swear at me. - The musical signal echoes branch exchange in the room.

  - Theo, oh my yummy finally! - A lively female voice vibrates in speakerphone. At the same time, I look at Theo who is white and I freeze openmouthed. - We need to talk, there's so much you need to know ... - as the voice speaks the raw anger is established in his brown eyes. The gold is gone and there is only darkness. - Why did not hear what my father had to say, Theo? I should not have driven it before knowing the news ... I'm so ...

  - I said not to look for me more, Andreza. - He screams interrupting her and I go out of my trance.

  Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!

  I feel my personal space is violated by annoying cheerful voice of her.

  Andreza laughed mockingly, without giving credit gross his words. - Always so kind. The question is will my baby talk to me for good or evil. I'm here at the reception, I want to release my entry already.

  In a maneuver, he passes me and takes the handset. - I told to go away, do not make me call security. - Growls at the woman across the line.

  Something is said and the beautiful face of Theo contracts to laugh as if he had heard the funniest joke of the century. - I will not fall for that. You know it's impossible.

  Falling in what?

  When the female voice begins to rant on the other hand, Theo rages. - Do not you dare make another scandal in my business. - I try to hear something, but I can not. As the anger in his eyes is replaced by despair, everything that comes to mind is that the crazy is threatening another suicide attempt. Mike and Nati appear at the door and Theo is a sign that I do not understand, but that makes the security turn on his heels and run.

  - Theo, what is it? - Whisper forgetting that do not want to talk to him.

  His head rocks indicating that it is nothing and still stuck in the handset while the other screaming ... screaming ... screaming and my curiosity increases ... ... increases increases.

  Snot!

  Stretch the arm to tighten the speaker and his free hand catch mine. - Do not you dare. - Growls.

  The whole thing is kind of humbling and puts my nerves on edge. I'm immediately more upset by Theo want to hide what is happening to me. I hate this thing a weight two measures ... If I have to tell you everything that is happening, I assume that it also the same obligation. Nati look visibly worried ... I smile trying to calm her, I think I have spent the connection is against such a list of DPPs.

  - Shit! It was just what I needed! - Beats phone

  - What's it? - We say both simultaneously.

  - Anything. - Growls walking from one side to the other without looking at me.

  - If it was nothing, why are you so nervous? - I insist and cross my arms.

  - Do not tell me that the cow tried to kill again? - Nati question without thinking, before covering his mouth with both hands.

  Without bothering to answer either of us, Theo walks to the door. Nati jumps towards me giving way. I mention to follow him, but ... - You stay! - ... That says low but furious, freezes my legs.

  Okay, I get, but this will not stand. I think, but do not say.

  - You still have access to the reception camera? - I ask quietly to the Nati so it comes out in quick steps.

  The black eyes shine to decipher my intention. - If you tell Peter I stole his password, I'll kill you! - Says running to my desk to turn on my computer and access the internal circuitry.

  In squeeze in my chair and roo nails waiting for the images to load. The gray drizzle soon begins to gain color and the screen on my notebook is divided into six image square. Nati click the panoramic hall camera. We bow while pasting our eyes on the screen.

  My heart speeds up.

  - On here. - Points to Mike holding Andreza near the exit door. Nati zooms and curses when he sees Peter crutches arguing with her. - Dammit! Mike should have warned him!

  I touch the shoulder of my friend pitying me your indignation.

  The woman is beautiful, radiant despite visibly irritated. Her long black hair shine with the light that enters through the glass doors and windows. Your body is full of curves and still as sexy as the day I saw her in the cafe. What hate! She looks amazing and lean in black pants and a turquoise larguinha blouse with a neckline that would make Doctor Meireles jump on it.

  - Turn up the volume. - I ask.

  - You can not. - Nati growls without taking his eyes of Peter.

  - Damn it. - Focus on their mouths. I can only understand a "calm" and "stop it" Peter says. lipreading seemed so much easier in Fantastic, shit!

  Oh Jesus!

  My breath catches when the camera picks up Theo approaching fast and with angry features. Andreza forces the arm by loosening Mike and runs toward my Angel. I want to die when she plays the body clashing with him. His arms full of bracelets involve your tense neck and he keeps his hands raised without mentioning to touch her.

  - Solta him his cow! - Shriek and Nati returns the touch on my shoulder.

  - My, what this woman wants? - Mike the strip over Theo. - How many times Callas will have to do without it for her to understand it already wa
s?

  People start to make a circle around the mess. Theo rubs his hands in her hair and says something that makes the scandalous silence on the hour.

  Oh no ... Oh no ... Oh no ...

  He reaches out and indicates the private hallway that leads to your private elevator. She snorts and starts walking, followed by three men who look at each other silly. Swear to the fourth generation of safety technicians who have not installed cameras in the restricted area of the presidency.

  Shit ... shit ... shit ... Damn ... Damn ... Damn ...

  In line, I Nati and jumped together from the chair and ran to the garden door on the roof that connects all the rooms.

  - They may not be coming here.

  - Just can. - Nati agrees and Theo entered the room.

  We stopped in front of the elevator ready to strike as soon as the door opens.

  - Man, this woman is a cow!

  - Very cow. - I agree with eyes fixed on the screen that begins to rise slowly.

  - I'll help you end the race it! - Sputters.

  - I owe you one. - My fists close ready for the fight.

  My body starts shaking ... 16 ... 17 ... 18 ... my heart gives bucking in my chest ... 19th ... 20th ... My throat catches ... 21 ° ... . I have a seizure ...

  PLIN!

  My eyes do not believe what they see. The damn elevator is empty.

  - Where are they? - Nati question as confused as me.

  I close my eyes and breathe stop background made a paw shock in front of the square of empty steel. The trickster tricked me! It's the only logical explanation that I find. At least he predicted would be here waiting for them and wanted to avoid a fight in the gel. Billions of times drug. I hate myself for being so predictable.

  With raging hormones I open my eyes and turning the body looking for Nati. Annoyed and red, she puts the phone Theo table on the hook. - The Manoel garage said the four left for about two minutes in the Ranger Theo.

  - How wonderful. - I go to the couch and me play.

  Nati falls to my side and skirt of her pink suit up showing her tanned thighs. - Peter to prepare, I will break the good leg it into a thousand pieces.

  - And I'll geld Theo. It's good to have him repellent, because at home he does not sleep today.