- Yes, it happened. You are drunk!- How do you know? I tried to formulate the sentence correctly.- Go take a cold shower and bed. Tomorrow there's selection at North B.- Like this?- I just found out here in Babylon, by my colleagues. They are hiring for several areas, but the focus is on Marketing, Advertising and this branch. A new drink will debut... And it's not beer. And it's supposed to be a hit in the market.- I'll... Take a shower... And... Watch three bachelors and a baby. This film is our face, Salma.- Go to the bath, Baby. You need to be at North B. tomorrow morning.- OK. Goodnight. I sang Karaoke... And I sing better than Ben.- Holy shit, go to sleep, Babi. Now.- I love you, Salma.- I love you too, you crazy.- What there was? Ben couldn't even open his eyes.- Salma said I have to shower.- Because?Everything turned and I was confused, saying:- Because of the smell of bleach. I think it makes her nauseous.- Will she want to sleep with you when she arrives? He
I stood there, not knowing what to say or do, as the secretary closed the door behind me. I looked back, terrified of being there alone with him.But there was me and Heitor Casanova again, face to face.- Please sit. - He curved his mouth in a half smile, in a mocking way, like every time I met him.It took me a while to do what he asked. I noticed that he was looking at my resume intently on the computer, not saying anything, making me even more nervous.Heitor Casanova did not please me at all as a person and at the same time I knew I was out of the job. But I couldn't deny how handsome and attractive he was. I could smell expensive perfume from where I was.He wore a suit and tie and his hair was neatly styled. He exuded masculinity through his pores. And my heart started to beat faster. I feared him and didn't even know why. The legs, I didn't even feel them anymore. They looked like jelly they were so soft. And if that wasn't enough, my foot started tapping the floor nervously,
I was seated in a chair, watched by a police officer, while the deputy attended to other people who were in front of me. I saw clearly that my “crime” was the lightest there.As I waited in line for the delinquents, I tapped my sneakers insistently on the floor, anxiously, until I saw Ben and Daniel walk in.Ben nearly ran over the policeman and came at me, running. I got up and we hugged.- What happend my love? What they did to you?- Ben, the bastard Casanova accused me unjustly. – I lied.- Of what?- I don't know.- Babi, tell me you didn't mess with the CEO of Babylon, please. Ben looked into my eyes.- He's not just CEO of Babylon. He is the CEO of North B. as well. – Daniel explained.Ben looked at me:- You're just a pebble in his shoe... You know that, don't you?I nodded, scared and realizing what I had done and how much more it could complicate my life, which was already beyond difficult.Before I fully regretted it, the Delegate called my name.I got up and Ben and Daniel
It was spray-painted on the facade of the building “CLASSIFIED CRAZY”. And of course that was his work: Heitor Casanova.- Look what this bastard did! – I was pissed off, stunned, without thinking straight.- I don't think it was exactly him. Surely paid someone to do it. Ben turned his head to the side, following the writing.- The good part is... No one knows it's for you. - Salma said, narrowing her eyes, thoughtful.- If I saw him right now, I'd give him so much... Until I couldn't bear the tiredness in my hands anymore. “I imagined the scene in my head.- You'd have to get on a stool, cherry. – Ben spoke seriously.- Ben, you disqualified idiot.- If I were you, I wouldn't use that word anymore. It's getting dangerous, Babi. – He reacted.I took out my cell phone and took a picture of the facade with the writing.- What are you going to do with it? – Salma asked.- Take it to the Delegate and show what Heitor Casanova did. I'm going to demand that he pay me for the moral damages
- Hey.- Hey. – She told me, without looking at my face, continuing what she was doing.- What do I do if I found something in the elevator?- If it's not money, take it to the lost and found section on the second floor. – She followed the computer, showing no interest in what I was saying.- What if it's money? I asked out of curiosity.She looked at me then, with a face of few friends:- Then leave it to me.I wrinkled my forehead. How brazen! Sure, if it was money, I'd get it for her.- Did you find something? – she asked, now interested.- Yes... - I took a coin that was worth almost nothing and handed it to her.She took the coin, looked at it, rolled it over her hand and said:- You can keep it. - He smiled mockingly.It's not a coin, you idiot. I found a wallet from Mr. Allan C. But you can't be trusted. I will return it myself, one way or another. He was such a kind gentleman. He was certainly worried, after all, all his cards were there. Who wouldn't? Especially with so many.
- Do you know her? – the woman looked at Anon 1.He nodded.- Mr. Casanova sent the girl in. – said Anon 2.She got out of my way, begrudgingly. I gave a wry smile and couldn't help but snipe:- I'm close to Anon's . – I blinked.I entered, accompanied by the two gigantic security guards, one on either side, making me feel even shorter than I already was. I didn't even reach for their shoulders.- Okay, Anon 1 takes care of the son Casanova.- Anon 2 of the parent Casanova. Am I right? He smiled, bringing up the subject.- No... My name is not Anon. - Said Anon 2. - I'm Otávio.- I'm sorry, Octavio. Mr. Casanova's security, that?He nodded, looking unfriendly.- I recognized you. Well, I found Mr. Allan Casanova's wallet in the elevator and came to deliver it to him personally. You know how it is...- Follow me, miss? – Anon 2 didn't remember my name.- Bongiove. – Anon 1 answered for me.What was the point of even saying that my last name was Novaes? The man swore I was Bongiove... A
- I'm sorry... If I hurt your arm. - He released me. - It was not my intention.- I'm sorry I almost got you in trouble with your girlfriend.He looked at me and for a moment I wasn't sure exactly how to act. Because I didn't want to apologize. But the way he apologized was so different from how he always treated me that it took me by surprise.- Come on, Barbara. – Allan said, already distant from me.- I'll see what your father wants... And I promise to leave him alone. - Smile.I turned and followed Allan. I really didn't want any more trouble with Hector and anyone else in his family. I should have listened to Ben and not walked over there to hand over my wallet.As I walked behind Allan, I asked:- Can I take your chair?- Take my wheelchair? - he laughed. - I'm fine, thank you.- Now that I realized that she walks alone. I didn't even know that existed. Neither...I stopped talking when I realized there was an elevator inside the Casanova house. He opened the door and I walked i
I took the bottle from him.- Now try again, with both hands. You can. He's a man... Must have strength at least. It's the bare minimum...- I'm not a man used to pushing, Miss Novaes. At least not to open elevators. He looked at me sarcastically.- And how are you going to open the elevator door, if you're not going to use your strength? Do you think he will obey your beautiful fingers? – I mocked.He looked at his fingers and then at me:- I am impressed with the way you observe me and know everything about me, “Bárbara”.- Miss Novaes, please. - I asked. – No intimacies.- B-á-rbara . He spelled it out slowly, to annoy me.- Well, “Heitor”, get out of there and I'll open this crap.I put the bottle on the floor and tried to open the door, using all my strength. But he couldn't even get his fingers into the crack, it was so small.- Use your fucking cell. I told him.- It's not with me. He leaned against the glass wall, crossing his arms.I opened my bag and took out my cell phone,