By Hector Marques
"It seems that those who are moving the business world are the young heirs Hector Marques and Catherine Castro. After the news that the companies of the Castro and Marques families, would be unifying their business interests starting a new era to become one company sharing the same goals, now the news is bombastic. Hector and Catherine would be together dividing the command of the company, thus assuming the presidency and vice presidency respectively. That’s right, the administration of one of the largest business empires in the country is giving something to talk about this last week. However, the rumors that have shaken the structures and caught us all off guard, go far beyond business interests. According to our sources, the heirs Hector and Catherine were living a romance. We don’t know if the rumors are true, but they cause us at least strangeness if we take into account that until two weeks ago Hector Marques printed the main headlines where at the time the young heir of twenty-eight years would once again be accompanied by a beautiful unknown woman, but that we know to be more your many nightly achievements after leaving a nightclub in downtown. So our only question is, since when has the possible romance between the business heirs gone unnoticed by the press?"
By: Anonymous
I finished reading that headline questioning me as the news as confidential as they were, always leak quickly in this new technological era.
"Damn it, Hector. Will you close those curtains? I want to sleep!"
Stella grumbled sleepily still lying on the bed where the thin sheet of white color covered only half of her body, showing the scratches I made on her back in one of the many moments of the night before showered with pleasurable sex.
Stella was what I used to call colorful friendship since college. She was the only one I used to go out with more than once, but there was no feeling between us that surpassed desire. We always made it clear that those moments were just fun, and swore that we would not let anything hinder our friendship. I enjoyed the company of Stella, who was an interesting woman. And I even admitted that in bed, she could drive me crazy like no one else could. No one but Kaique, my best friend, knew of my involvement with Stella. In fact, he promptly this involvement, because he said that one should not mix friendship with relationships because the probability of something going wrong was enormous.
"It doesn’t start with freshness, Stella. You know today is the day I’m having my first dinner with Catherine. I can’t be late for work, let alone organize everything for later."
All that clowning was driving me crazy, but the truth is I couldn’t say no to the marriage proposal. I could easily find a way to get along with Catherine, but I couldn’t live without my inheritance. Although I was not the dream son of my father, but I was always raised to one day take his place in the company, and was not willing to miss it. Even if I had to marry a stranger for that.
"I still can’t believe you’re really going to do this madness. Getting married was never in your plans, Hector. Especially with a woman you don’t even know or love. A marriage arranged at this point seems crazy to me."
"We’ve talked about it and we know I had no choice. My father saw in the proposal of Benicio De Castro, a great opportunity to cover our business. And of course, it was the way he found to punish me for what he calls the family shame."
"I always said that your rebelliousness would still get you into trouble." grumbled the redhead who was now more awake.
The truth is that everyone knew that my relationship with my father was never the best. I always blamed him for being an absent man in my life, an absent husband to my mother. There was only one thing for which the powerful Alexandre Marques lived and prioritized... his company and wealth!
"Anyway, there’s no turning back now. I don’t love her, but I’m going to marry Catherine, Stella." I said with conviction.
Later
I went home after leaving the company building that was now run by me and Catherine. She had been in charge of the commandos of the civil constructions, businesses that previously belonged to her family, after all, she was already more familiar with the matter. As long as I was in charge of the administration of the company.
I knew Catherine was hating that idea of being my fiancée, and even after she gave up her father’s orders, she had refused to be alone with me so we could have a conversation about it. However, he gave in to my request to accompany me to a dinner, when I argued that it would be difficult to live together without at least tolerating the presence, or knowing nothing about each other.
Truth is, I thought Catherine was a shallow woman, and other than her physical beauty, there was nothing interesting about her to attract a man. Not to mention that it was visible that this woman simply hated me, which left me with a mixture of irritation and confusion, after all, she was the first woman who seemed not to want me, and this was intriguing.
After arriving home soon I started getting ready to go to meet Catherine, which in passing was something proved by my father. Not that I cared what he thought, but it was something new to see him say I was doing something right.
I said goodbye to my family and headed to Catherine’s house to pick her up. That day we had not seen each other yet. Even if we now worked in the same building, it wasn’t like we were looking to meet during office hours.
After honking in front of her house, it wasn’t long before she appeared at the door. As soon as I looked in her direction, I came to the conclusion that if there was one thing I could not complain about would be having an ugly bride, because Catherine was completely the opposite of that. That night she was dressed in a lacy dress in the color black that only up to her knees. Her hair caught in a bun leaving to show all her white neck. Her makeup was not flashy, but the nude lipstick on her mouth left her lips well marked and appetizing.
"At least you’re on time."
She grumbled as she approached the car. Personally, I hated that debauched side of Catherine. I never met anyone who dared to face me like that, and that was annoying.
Ignoring her provocation, I went down and opened the door so she could enter, and it was then that I could feel her perfume invade my senses. I might not like her, but I was a man, and I couldn’t be indifferent to her femininity.
"I be many things, Miss De Castro. It’s not like you know me." I returned the pin, but she just smiled disdainfully, making me roll my eyes.
"Could I ask where you’re taking me?"
"It’s a secret! But don’t be afraid, you’ll like it. Besides, I’m not an evil wolf that will eat you. Unless you order, of course." I provoked.
"Don’t be rude, you idiot."
I answered nothing, just smiled satisfied with the goal achieved. At the time I had nothing to give me more pleasure than annoy her.
I just kept driving in silence towards the restaurant where I made a reservation for both of us. No doubt that would be a long night.
By Catherine De CastroI had to admit that at least that night, Hector was showing himself different from the vain and spoiled man who used to print the main gossip notes of the country’s media. I wondered what was making him act so kind to me, although, of course, it was apparent that it seemed like a hobby for him to piss me off. In fact, I knew that Hector had agreed to participate in this whole situation exclusively for money. It wasn’t part of his profile to care about anything other than that, but still I couldn’t deny that he was striving to make it work, even if our reality was far from looking like a happy and passionate couple.As we drove to that unusual encounter, the silence in the car was fairly uncomfortable. Hector had put on a nice song to play and as we had no unusual subject, he just occasionally made some random comment about what we were listening to. The weather was strange, but it was also light, which made me realize that being with the heir of the Marques fami
By Hector Marquesdays later"It seems the romance between Heitor Marques and Catherine Castro, is not only true as it goes very well. The two have been seen constantly enjoying each other’s company, and as you can see in the photo below, Hector is apparently able to surprise us even more, because unlike what we were used to see, he acts like a true gentleman with the beloved, showing to be completely different from the man of months ago. They say that love transforms, in the case of the two heirs is the following question: Is it love that transforms or money? Would this really be a love of fairy tales, or behind this relationship has a big move involving the society that today unites the companies of the two families? We will see! In the more, we only wish happiness to the couple."By: AnonymousAfter I took Catherine to dinner, until we got closer to each other. Let us say that we could consider that although our confrontations were constant, our coexistence was slightly tolerable.
By Hector MarquesA few months laterI could hardly believe that in a few hours my ”forced” marriage to Catherine would happen. Gradually it seems that the record was falling and my heart pressed to realize that in a few hours Hector Marques would become a married man. Many men in my place would probably be anxious and happy with the moment, but it turns out that I was far from feeling this way. I was a man completely free for the opportunities that life brought me and would soon be trapped in something that did not seem to suit me. That was scary! I was definitely far from a happy man.The wedding would be held in an impromptu party hall on the outside of my house, and from my room I could hear the screams of my mother who had really freaked out about this wedding story and almost drove me crazy too. She wanted the decor impeccable, as well as all the buffet service.I heard knocks on the bedroom door and authorized the entrance without caring who would be there, but I was surprised
By Hector Marques The party was going on and everyone seemed to have fun while Catherine and I were going through a real photo section. My mouth was already numb from smiling. It was our parents' idea to open the coverage of the wedding to some representatives of the main local newspapers, according to them that event would mark the new era of our families that was now one. I looked at Catherine and it was notorious her annoyance before the many flashes in her eyes, but unlike me, she seemed too polite to refuse to pose for the cameras always with a smile on her lips. "Aren’t you tired of these pictures?" I passed my arms around her waist hugging her fondly as more flashes hit us hard. Photographers seemed to yearn to find our best angle and capture the best image. "You have no idea how much." She ran her arms around my neck just so they would believe that we were a happy couple with that moment. "They’re boring, and my eyes are already burning." "Great, so it’s time to say good
By Catherine De CastroAfter a while enjoying the company of my cousin and my great friend, I asked permission to go to the bathroom to see how my makeup was. I entered Hector’s family home and went to his room. All I wanted was to have a few minutes alone to recover from the whirlwind of emotions I was feeling from the moment I said yes on that altar.I walked around the room and looked around... I had never been there before, I even imagined that Hector’s room had some kind of macabre decor, but in fact it was quite the opposite. His room did not have that dark style that he used to like to show in his black clothes. He had a lot of books, CDs, a guitar, and pictures scattered everywhere. I was not surprised to see that in most of them the image of Kaique and Stella were always next to my husband. But I could not help but be bothered by the constant presence of Stella around her, because something bothered me in that look of the red-haired woman who seemed not to like me, although s
By CatherineWe were silent when we saw our families approach us with smiles that barely fit their lips. Everyone seemed very satisfied with the success of the occasion."Are you leaving already?" my father asked."Yes! Catherine is tired, and I confess that I am too." Hector replied calmly. "I think we can already make the traditional getaway without having to say goodbye to these boring people that you insisted on inviting."He smiles in the very delicate way that Hector referred to the guests by our parents. I had to admit, he was a brave man, and that was one of the things I liked most about him. Even knowing that he would be criticized for the way he stood, he often had the courage to do or say things that I just silenced, but fully agreed with him."Behave yourself, son." My father-in-law scolded his son, who just shrugged and seemed to care. "It was important that they participate in this moment.""I wonder how much." Hector rolled his eyes and gave him a light elbow to scold h
By CatherineSince we left Hector’s parents' house, a silence has settled in the car. I think it was a lot to process, besides, we were too tired to say anything, but when we stopped a red light he stared at me and asked:"You and the deputy seem to have a very deep intimacy, don’t you?""We’ve been friends since we were kids. Patrick is a special friend.""Special..." she kind of repeated to herself."Yes, special as Stella seems to be to you."His eyes became frightened upon hearing my statement."What do you mean, like Stella is for me?""Aren’t you best friends? He’s also my best friend."Hector’s expression became indecipherable. Then the signal opened and he put the car back in motion."Although the impression I have is of Stella, try to have a control over you.""Bullshit! She’s just a little possessive.""Doesn’t she have a boyfriend?" I wanted to know a little more about the redhead who intrigued me.He looked at me looking confused."No!""huuuum..." I grumbled not knowing w
By Hector MarquesAfter saying goodbye to Catherine, I entered my room and was able to allow myself to be taken by all the sensations that my heart insisted on overflowing. I felt strange in a way that I still couldn’t understand what was happening, but the feeling that now I’m not the same Hector as before was something that was really bothering me. All I had to do was let the days pass so I could find out what fate had in store for me at that wedding.First day after the weddingThe next morning I woke up and got scared when I saw the time. It was past eight in the morning. I felt my body exhausted and could stay in bed for the rest of the day without complaining, but I decided to get up to do my morning hygiene and go down to meet Catherine, who would probably already be awake.I felt very strange waking up on a Sunday morning in a new home carrying the status of married to the heiress of the De Castro family. Soon I who never dreamed of marrying... I went downstairs and the house