“I understand that he is 25 “What? 25? “He is the eldest son of the founder of the magazine, he said in a magazine for the channel that he worked that he was retiring because he wanted to spend quality time with his wife and would leave his eldest son in charge “he takes a sip of his tea and continues stirring it with the little spoon “That unpleasant person you work for made the magazine grow much more in two years in charge, before it wasn't even half of what it is now, and believe it or not, he owns half of New York, He has shares in most of the companies in this city, and not only here, but also worldwide, he is practically a genius for business.I am speechless for a few moments, frowning at the space between my eyebrows.“No wonder he acts as the owner of the universe “damn bastard “ah, and I failed from my first day, a stupid girl wants to make my life miserable.Natalie looks at me and smiles.“I'm from you, I drag her to an alley without anyone noticing.I laugh out loud, Nat
I get to my normal workday, and yes, Santiago doesn't seem to remember anything, he doesn't mention anything and continues to act demanding and judgmental as usual. As soon as they see that he is entering the company, everyone starts running everywhere, I never got used to running through the office when he arrives, I'm just waiting for him with his cup of coffee to receive the five thousand orders for the day, the same today. As the days go by, my obligations are even greater and he gives me more trustworthy positions like Malcom's when he is not around; while I'm doing the weekly report, a perfectly coiffed Malcom, adjusting his gray jacket with black stripes, approaches me.“Mr. Centinelo wants to see you, right now “Ah? Damn, those words make me shudder. For God's sake! What have I done wrong? Are you going to fire me? I close the laptop as Malcom leaves and walks to the elevator. I take my notebook and with the nerves oftip walk towards his office at a steady pace while I adjust
Santiago calls at 3 pm, to give me the address of the place where we would get married, I never thought about having a wedding and I never thought that I would get married with the same clothes that I went to work. I arrive and Santiago is with Malcom on a bench in the legal office, I don't know what Malcom has to do with it but then I remember that Santiago doesn't do anything without him, we enter the place and the lawyer is talking on the phone, Santiago gives me a velvet box blue, I frown and open it quickly, it's the engagement ring, it's impossible not to open my eyes wide seeing something like that, it has a red diamond in the center and the white gold shines, this must have cost a fortune, I put it in my ring finger and a rather raspy voice snaps me out of my thoughts."I love love stories, of young people who get married without much thought," says the lawyer, as he prepares the papers and situates both of us in front of him, it's logical that he doesn't know anything, or is
We go to his car and Santiago's family to theirs, from the other side of the parking lot I can hear Mr. Centinelo yell "Gute Nacht" to which I answer the same thing which means good night, I turn around and bump into Santiago who is in front of me:“Is seriously? You speak 4 languages and you didn't add that to your resume? I had to remove my surprised face immediately so no one would notice that I didn't know that my own wife speaks 3 more languages.” I look at him puzzled.Was that going to change anything? I still have the job, you didn't ask for a multilingual person, why would I add that?“You have the job because your answer impressed Malcom, but maybe if you had said something common you wouldn't be here, things change when you add more languages to your resume “I don't know why that makes me laugh.“I? Impress him? I mistook him for a kidnapper! He just frowns and smiles. Shit! Yes, he told her. I better look the other way before I get embarrassed.“That's what he told me “he
In the company everything was exactly the same, Santiago as demanding as always and as if we didn't know each other, he gives me the 5,000 orders of the day, although I must admit that I no longer felt so frustrated at being fired at any time, since if I fired he was left without a wife and without a wife there was no presidency and without a presidency Santiago Centinelo would no longer be Santiago Centinelo, in short I have the odds to win, for the first time in my life, but I did need to do things well to win the position in editing, this would give my resume a lot of extra points besides experience, I already knew my routine almost by heart, bringing Santiago's breakfast to the restaurant across the street, his decaf coffee with a spoonful of sugar at 10am, tea at 4pm the afternoon, choosing the colors from the magazine and taking them to his office, answering and answering and answering calls almost all day, I really miss the days when I dressed in my super comfortable sweaters an
Santiago leaves the room, I come out of the bathroom and notice that his pillow is gone, which is perfect because it means I won't have to spend the night with him, everything is back to normal tomorrow, the Centinelos go back to California and I'll be back to my apartment, I change and I go to sleep.The alarm goes off, as always, I get up before everyone else to prepare breakfast, today is my last day pretending to be the perfect wife, I get up, put on my robe, wash my face and put on a little makeup so as not to show my dark circles for not sleeping because of satan walking through my mind all night, I go to the kitchen, Rosa is already here, she had gone before me and she smelled so delicious."Good morning, Miss Kate," he smiles from ear to ear, stirring something in a bowl with a spoon."Good morning, Rosa," I answer, also smiling, and I remember the day she almost attacked me. I suppose Rosa already knew about our fake marriage, since she wasn't even surprised to see me in my r
It was time! I was going back to my apartment, I could drive my old car now, I had left the pearly Bentley at Santiago's house. I could already be in my underwear in my house if I wanted to, I could have fun again and enjoy my bachelorhood, not so single since there were still papers signed between Mr. Santiago and me, it was time for a good book and coffee, but Natalie, as always, interrupting me to go out for a while, until she finally convinced me and made me wear a white dress of hers, too tight for my taste.As expected, those Karen and Lisa are with us. Ah! I don't want to go anymore. Even their shrill voices annoy me and much more since they talk about their sexual experiences with boys without censorship, I think those are private things.I start to have a few drinks, not that much, but enough to go dancing alone and move my hips to the rhythm of Latin salsa, I was born and raised in Miami so this type of music is quite normal for me, I prefer to dance alone, it's Better than
I call Natalie to ask if she can come out, I need her help with this kind of thing. I don't know much about elegance, designers and stuff, I'm in the apartment packing my things, when Natalie's heels click on the floor of our apartment. “My God! she exclaims, her eyes shining with emotion, I look at her with a frown but I already know what she means. “And how was that kiss? he says, in a sensual way gently patting my forearm. “...... It wasn't bad “I clear my throat, I can't tell her that she's a great kisser, she's already laughing like crazy. “I take advantage of you these days “she gives me that typical mischievous look that makes me look at her with disapproval, what I just want is to squeeze that ass. I show her my unlimited platinum credit card and she lets out a scream that leaves me deafening, I try to cover my ears and she takes my hand and literally runs and drags me, I don't know how she does with those huge shoes. I hate shopping, but Natalie loves shopping, so I can