Married To My Secretary

Chapter 14

“I think you need to think about it some more, Santiago.” I don't even know why I'm talking about this with her.

"Think what, Kate?" I stop the car and pull over to speak up front.

“Because you have made Centinelo Magazines grow, you are not going to let your brother keep what you have done, or worse than destroy it, Centinelo Magazines was like the printing company that your brother runs, and what has your brother done? brother? Absolutely nothing. What have you done? You have created more than 25,000 jobs, you have shares in more than half of the companies in this city, and outside the country, your father knows it, he knows that you are the only capable one in this position, he just wants you to improve certain aspects of your life .

"He wants to change me because he's different." I lean back on the back of the seat, my head hurts.

“Well, asking you to lead a formal life isn't changing you “yes, it is, she pauses “There are worse situations, Santiago, for example, I haven't spoken to my father for 5 years. I have a sister who for him all his life has been better than me, she has been practically his only daughter “not only do I have problems with my father apparently “he was never there for one of my birthdays, but my sister's was never missing I practically never had a father because he always made an excuse that he had to work. I told him I wanted to write and not go to med school, he stopped talking to me for a month, then I went to fucking med school but it wasn't something I liked, I just did it so that for the first time in his life he was happy with me, but it wasn't enough either since I didn't get a ten in all the subjects, so I sent everything to hell and came to New York, since then we haven't talked “I smile, I don't know why even the bad words in this woman sound seductive.

“And did your sister study medicine, I suppose? “I don't know why I already feel relaxed, maybe I need to talk to someone from time to time and who else, someone I trust.

“No, my sister went to medical school for a semester, three months after she married one of her teachers who thinks he's a billionaire. He's 12 years older than her! She was just about to turn 18. Can you believe it? Of course, for my father he succeeded in life." I raise an eyebrow and look at her. Apparently not only I have problems with my father.

"Well, you're married to the richest man in New York, you should tell him about it," she laughs and takes the same position as me instead.

“This isn't real, Santiago, I don't want to keep a lie in front of them.

“Why not? I stare at her, she looks straight ahead and even in profile this woman is beautiful, fun to lower the ego of that little doctor and let your father know that you are not married to any doctor but to the person who makes large donations to hospitals so that they work correctly “he smiles and now he does look back at me.

"Do you really do that?" “now if you take your look to my eyes.

"Of course, health is important, there are many people out there who can't afford a private doctor." I take the steering wheel in my hands and unconsciously tap with my fingertips.

"Me, for example," he answers.

“You can use my private doctor whenever you want, after all you are my wife “wife... what a strange word.

"Is he young and handsome?" I frown.

No, what does that have to do with...

"Then no," he interrupts me... I got it, I can't help but laugh... Thank God my doctor isn't young and handsome, I don't want him to be my competition. I can't help but laugh at my own thought.

"Do you want that editing job that badly?" I ask, now she's staring at me. "I wasn't here putting up with you." It should bother me, but it just amuses me.

“If I give you the job in editing, you won't be my secretary anymore and honestly you're the only one I've had to do things the way I say and at the time I say “I keep looking ahead, the truth is that this being honest is rubbing off on me.

"So I'm stuck as your secretary then just on a whim?" he snorts and I look at her funny.

“I'll put you to the test in editing but you continue as my secretary, will you be able to handle that? I raise an eyebrow.

“I worked two jobs, went to college, and was top of my class.

"Fine," I smile.

"By the way, we're going to California with your parents, whether you like it or not." I promised your father.

“What? Not!! “ huffed “ Kate!

“Kate nothing, I promised your father so we will go.

I shake my head and put the car in gear, the truth is that talking to Kate isn't so bad, I feel better now, at least I know I'm someone to turn to if I need it. Everything is the same in the company, as if we don't know each other and as always efficient, everything is ready before the meeting at lunchtime. I don't know if I'll find another secretary like that.

We head to the meeting to the conference floor of the company, all the important partners are here, I greet each one of them, that's why I always come an hour before, a little before the meeting starts, everyone has taken their place, I look for Kate With my eyes, and he already has a guy literally on top of him, I go over to where he is and I see that he is the son of the man I had greeted a few minutes ago, and I was invited to his wedding.

"What's up, Spencer?" He immediately looks at me and smiles.

"Hello, what's up, Centinelo?" he answers, without shaking hands with him, I sit on the other side of Kate.

The meeting begins, they begin to introduce everyone important to the meeting, they begin to give the company's statistics, they are very good figures, I am happy with my team, the investors are also happy, the meeting ends an hour later, everyone leaves. come over to say goodbye and congratulate me on how things are going.

I can't help noticing that William approaches Kate and gives him a piece of paper winking at him, I can't believe it, his wife is here, where is the respect for her and me? Well, it's not like Kate is my real wife but I still deserve respect as a fake husband. Kate looks at the paper with intrigue and I can't help but be curious, I approach her and snatch the paper from her hands Ah! It's a card with his cell phone number, Kate isn't going to call anyone, I crumple the card and deposit it in the trash can "he's married" “I mention “Kate frowns and looks at me disoriented, “and so are you" “ I add, and yes I'm right, having said this I'm leaving, I'm not going to stay to listen to his scolding.

At last! I was about to go crazy, I feel single again, I can sleep naked if I want, I no longer have to share my house, my room, my bed. I get home and breathe peace and silence and everything inside me relaxes, I can't believe it, I'm free again.

I throw myself into my beautiful bed still without changing, how I love this feeling of loneliness, my damn cell phone interrupts my relaxation, it's Malcom.

“What? I say when picking up, he knew what he had come to do since we left the company.

“Oops! You are in your days? “I sigh, and the son of a bitch just laughs on the other side, I'm going to kill him.

"Malcom, I'm serious.

“I just wanted to ask you if you want to go out for a while, to celebrate that you're single again, but if you want to sleep instead of meeting girls, then I have no choice but to go alone.

Girls? I need it.

"Okay, I'll pick you up in 20 minutes." And you know that for me 20 minutes is 20 Minutes “Malcom sighs.

"I know, damn it," with that said, he hangs up the call.

I take a relaxing shower and get dressed, black jean pants are fine for today.

I leave my house putting a black leather jacket over my white shirt. Luckily, I hadn't put my car in the garage yet. I stop by Malcom, as I said, exactly 20 minutes, he leaves his house at a fast pace with a jacket almost the same as mine. Great! Now they will say that we dress the same to go out. He gets on the passenger side and realizes that we are almost dressed the same except for his worn”out jeans.

He looks at me from head to toe and shakes his head.

"Next time let me know how you're going to dress, Santiago."

I sigh, starting the car before my urge to go home and change gets the better of me and I'm too lazy. We arrive at a club, not very luxurious but not bad either, I sit at a corner table with Malcom, I start to look around and Wow! At least there are pretty women. And one is coming.

“Hi Malcom! the girl exclaims, aah! I understand now, he came to see a girl, he could have told me that before, they always bring pretty friends with them.

“Hello Katherin “he answers, kissing her on the cheek “he's my friend Santiago, Santiago, this is Katherin “the brunette girl waves her hand and I do the same, always Malcom and his taste for brunettes.

“My pleasure, Katherin,” I say, taking a place next to Malcom.

“Same here, Santiago. My friend Malena is on her way “I raise an eyebrow. I knew it, I hope Malena is pretty, otherwise I'm leaving. For today, I just want to sleep.

The music is quite loud, and salsa music starts playing, I look at how all those girls on the dance floor move sensually and my eyes look at one in particular, a white dress that perfectly contours her curves, I know that one! Body! And that hair that falls to her waist... Damn... it's... It's Kate What the hell is Kate doing in this place dancing alone? The vultures do not take long to fall, and yes, I am right. She leaves the dance floor and goes to the bar, not a minute has passed when she already has one on her. I get up and walk towards her.

The little I managed to hear is called Charles.

Kate smiles at the guy, she hasn't answered but I don't expect her answer, I hug her from behind and give her a kiss on that soft and pink cheek, I can feel that she has shuddered and I can swear that she was going to hit me when she slightly turns her face towards me and his expression of fury turns into one of surprise. This Charles guy smiles a little awkwardly when I look at him with all possible seriousness.

"Well, I... it will be another time, a pleasure," he stammers, moving away from us.

I let go of Kate before he starts to beat me up and I can't contain a laugh.

"What the hell did you just do?" she asks angrily, as I walk around her to sit in the place that Charles guy was taking.

"I'm just saving you from a guy who only wants sex with you," I reply, with a triumphant smile. I loved that moment.

“And? “answer immediately” you ruined my chance to have sex.

I can't believe what I heard, I laugh out loud as she just looks down at a drink that has been served to her.

"I'll try to forget that comment," I reply, with a smile. I don't imagine Kate that way, I remove the jacket from my body leaving only my white shirt.

"And what is the great Mr. Centinelo doing in a discotheque that doesn't serve caviar, champagne, or fine wine?" he asks, with a raised eyebrow. I don't know why that gesture of hers makes her look so sensual.

"I prefer you call me Santiago," I say, taking a drink that has been served to me, I signal for Kate to be served another, "and I come here because pretty girls come here." Malcom already found one, but I can't hook up with anyone if my wife is around.

“Can I ask you something? Now he looks at me seriously and I raise my eyebrows.

“It depends. It's private? Because I don't like to give details of my private life “because of his seriousness, if I know it's something personal, I rest my elbows on the bar but without taking my eyes off his.

“How many do you have? Girlfriends, women, lovers, whatever you call them”I wasn't expecting that and her asking me makes me laugh, I turn to her and look at her carefully.

“I don't have girlfriends or wives or lovers or whatever.

“What? I don't believe it! She looks at me stunned, what? I am not playing.

“To call someone one of those things you would have to have more than one encounter with them, and I don't sleep with the same girl twice “it's true, I've only had a partner once, I was very young and stupid.

“What? “she looks at me with those beautiful green eyes wide open and she can't help but laugh “that's because no one has known how to do it “ she adds, what? That sounded soooo good, I seriously can't handle her, I end up laughing as her cell phone rings. I look sideways at the message, I can't help it.

From: Natalie.

"Honey, I don't want to interrupt your talk with Mr. Centinelo, but I'm going to Dereck's, shall I take you home?" At least she's your friend.

“Tell him I'll take you home,” I say, looking at his cell phone.

"I think I'd better take a taxi," he replies, as I hate being contradicted.