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I MET YOU Chapter 9
My mom used to tell me that I was a lucky girl; she was pretty, talented and smart. However, she forgot the part where being independent leads you to be: "the best friend"; the one that waits in the friend zone because boys like princesses in distress.She understood guys better than some women. Having brothers led me to hang out with them long enough to see what other girls rarely get to know: guys prefer it easy. Yes, if the guy finds a woman who spreads her legs the first time, believe me, she will never notice you; unless he is looking for some stability you will be a zero to the left for him.But knowing that didn't prepare me for the first man I liked in almost seven years to be fucking someone else.I had heard of Bradley since very early in my life; maybe since I was seventeen, when I decided to go to law school. Besides, he was quite a well-known last name in Louisiana. But I heard about it as a task, an investigation; Nothing about his personal life, only in the professional
I MET YOU Chapter 10
Gossip … If I'm being honest, I hated gossip , gossipy people; everything that was based on rumors or speculation. However, when it came to famous people, like Bradley Dempsey, the murmurs and comments came and went; some good, others totally bad.When they approached me with gossip I tended to ignore them. But at social events I couldn't play the nasty girl because at the end of the day it was the name of my job that would be in question. They wouldn't say, "Chelsea is a rude piece of shit who doesn't fit in at gossip events," no. They'd say, "The girl who came in on her firm's name, well, she told me to go to hell for trying to be friendly."I had to put up with my bad mood, smiling falsely; pretending I didn't care if they pried into the life of a man they didn't know."It is said that his wife cheated him because her family was bankrupt," whispered a girl who was with me receiving the donations.My boss was the type that solved everything by giving more money. But since he wanted
I MET YOU Chapter 11
Throughout the flight I thought about the different possibilities of losing my daughter. She had never been taken away by Social Services until that moment.Searching for Sunny with a busted lip and a bruised cheek was not something they would pass up. It was another reason I asked Bradley for that favor. He was counting on me to be worth so little that he wouldn't even care about my punches. However, the sad way in which he looked at me and how he squeezed the wheel to take me home, gave me a sense of how much it affected him.No customer had driven me before; always some driver, or used my car to get to their houses or wherever they asked to see me. Which made me wonder who would drive more than three hours just for a favor. Another point to my idea that he was different, which didn't help me forget how he made me feel.I didn't know much about his life, but his actions spoke louder than anything.After he left and I did everything I needed to do, I looked in the mirror, with my mos
I MET YOU Chapter 12
Since dad died things have become real. While he was alive he was in charge, but part of me had this idea that at the end of the day I was his, that I was just a manager. Now, my father's name was no longer on the papers, but: Bradley Jason Dempsey. Every time I read my name on a document, I felt more pressured.I spent three days trying to talk to my brother-in-law, which was a lost cause, because he refused to listen to me. Finally, I told him that it was with the necessary urgency to give in to his hatred for me, which worked, since he found me waiting for Nancy to show him off."I still don't know what I'm doing here," he grumbled reluctantly, looking at me with all the spite with which you can look at an enemy.His attitude ever since we met made me wonder why my sister was interested in him; he looked more like a child than a thirty-seven year old adult.“It's about your brother-in-law Ashton. I bit back the urge to leave him alone with his problem. Dona, she didn't deserve to p
I MET YOU Chapter 13
Claire's posture was confused. She had one hand on her waist and her head was slightly cocked.-Restaurant? He spat out the question, shooting fire from his eyes.-Yeah. In fact, we're running late,” I agreed, trying to cut that off as quickly as possible. He looked me up and down, and I didn't know what he was thinking, but I felt naked, and not in an exciting way."Is it one night stand?" A replacement fuck? His tone was demanding, as if asking me for an explanation.“Claire! - she was heard. I followed the sound, finding Clinton standing at the entrance to the venue, pupils dilated and a wolfish grin.I turned to Chelsea, in her silver bodycon dress. Her hair was jet black and all of her screamed elegance and class. So, I returned my gaze to Claire. Her dress was red and her brown hair was in a high bun and very well arranged. If she didn't know what she was doing at the event, she would say that she could stand next to the black-haired girl and hardly anyone would know the differe
I MET YOU Chapter 14
"How about dinner tomorrow?" she suggested, frowning, but looking at me hopefully."How about dinner right now?""I don't see why not," he replied, getting up from the table to come to me.Diagonal to Bradley's table, but facing my field of vision, I managed to see Claire without her mask, looking at me as if she wanted to take a Katana and slice my body. She had her chance; she showed how much she cared for her, which to me was nothing because of how she humiliated him by hanging out with other guys at events. It didn't matter if it was her work, if they really had something, she should have kept it as secret as possible, and not chase it like a cat when she saw her shadow.A part of me reminded me that he was a human being, however, if there is one thing that characterizes us lawyers, it is being competitive. Now it wasn't just because I liked him, but because she was challenging me with her look. Because I deserved to have pleasant moments. I wouldn't give up, and I wouldn't start
I MET YOU Chapter 15
Most of the time I stayed late at the office so busy I barely had time to think about anything other than work or Lucas.Since my appointment with Chelsea, three days had passed without hearing from her… Nor from Claire Davis.I admit that I didn't have any kind of strong feelings for any one in particular, but secretly, a part of me hoped that Claire would realize that the path she was taking was leading her nowhere. Although if we're going to be honest, my penis missed the girl. I guess what my head was screaming about Chelsea being the right choice didn't go down well with the head thinking on her behalf, or whatever was dominating my attraction to Claire." Sir, Chelsea Jones is on line two, " Nancy said. I frowned in surprise at not waiting for her call, let alone at eight o'clock at night.“I'll take the call, thanks, Nancy. You can go home. I will close." Are you sure, sir?" Because it doesn't bother me.-Don't worry. Enjoy your weekend. I closed line one and pressed the key t
I MET YOU Chapter 16
It was a fucking zombie walking into my office with glasses on a Saturday after eleven in the morning. The set of keys became so tedious that for a second I thought about leaving those fucking pieces of paper for later. Yet the controlling little voice whispered to me that it was going to build up, that I wouldn't have time for anything else. And, although it's hard for me to admit it, I wasn't a fan of leaving things to the last minute.Chelsea's private concert ended around three in the morning. We talked a lot, which I hadn't done for a long time with another woman besides Dona or Mom.She told me about her mother who was in a retirement home due to her advanced illness. It shocked me to learn that she was only forty-seven years old and at the point of no return from the disease. With great strength she accepted that her mother did not remember her or her brothers; she didn't even say she should bathe.For my part, I told him about myself. The shitty marriage I had, her relationshi
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