LOUIS

PRESENTOne of the first memories I had of me was from when I was seven.I remember walking into Dad's office without knocking and seeing him between the woman’s legs who was on his desk. They didn't even realize they had a witness, so just as I entered, I left.Distressed, I looked for my mother in the garden to tell her what I had seen and to my surprise, she simply laughed and continued tending her roses as if nothing had happened; years later I would understand the nature of that marriage and my own perception of life would change with it.Women and men were just that: women and men.The idea of ​​a relationship for me was to be with the same woman a few times without making any commitment, making my intentions clear to her since the beginning, and once I got bored of her, I let her go until another caught my attention.Simple and effective.If I was honest, no one was hurt, neither of the parties involved e

“To preserve food, we must understand the variations that exist for each type of product, I mean, the meat won’t be preserved the same as a fruit or a vegetable in the refrigerator and in the same way a different technique would be used with fish or another white meat, and keeping each food properly packaged and separated from each other to prevent contamination.”I watched the class taking notes as I developed today's class.“Could someone name a food preservation method?”  I asked noticing how the twenty heads before me rose like a spring and looked at me with fear.Yep, I tended to have that effect when I taught my classes, for a reason my cooking school was one of the most respected in the state.The Gordon Ramsay of the culinary school.“Come on, guys, it's not a difficult subject. Every day we employ at least one method at home... James?”  I fixed my gaze on the youngest student which was te

The three of us watched in silence as Eva hurried away with Mickey until she disappeared through the dividing doors and then we saw each other again without knowing how to proceed."Hmm, okay, what just happened?”  The man who just arrived questioned."Miss Brooks and I were talking about the case when her fiancé arrived unexpectedly,”  the tadpole that moments ago had taken Eva's hand in his began to say.Said hand was now shaking visibly thanks to the fact that its owner didn’t take his eyes off me."My client and his... fiancé,”  the other guy started looking at me for a second before continuing to talk to the other. “Not long ago decided to change the status of their relationship.”I watched the man in question feeling a bit unsettled by what I saw.It was the same man who had hugged and kissed Eva the day she had broken up with me and oh yes, I felt completely confident in

"Good morning, miss, how’s your morning?" "Too early for my taste,” I replied to the doorman with a fake smile as I put my hands into the black leather jacket I was wearing. The poor man was just being nice to me, it wasn’t his fault that my fiancé demanded me last night before he left to wait for him at the front door of the building at nine in the morning to deliver the documents that Matt had demanded of us. You noticed I referred to him as fiancé, right? Louis requested me to refer to him like that; at least until we were married. Then he would be my husband. The strangest of all? He seemed calm about all this, me? Not so much. I had always appreciated my freedom, not having to explain anything to anyone and doing whatever I wanted was something I loved, now? I would have to live with a complete stranger to get the power of my two godchildren. Yes, Louis was a complete stranger to me, because the fact that we were f

“Hmm.”I reached out looking for her without success as her side of the bed was empty.“Eva?”I looked at the darkened room with my eyes narrowed in sleep and realized that I was alone, which made me get up to look for my new wife when I saw it wasn’t even three in the morning.Dammed woman.After the sex-marathon we had through until midnight, I’d have thought she wouldn’t have the strength to get up for the rest of the night, but apparently, I was wrong.I rubbed my eyes hard with the palms of my hands as I walked down the hall to the living room and stopped short as soon as I saw her.There she was, lying across the modular sofa with her laptop resting on her stomach, looking focused on whatever she was doing.But that wasn't what had stopped me; Sansa was at her side being caressed by my wife's free hand.I approached without being able to avoid it and I noticed that she tens