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Marriage Contract Epílogo
Miran D’AngeloEleven years later..."Why do you always have your nose buried in those books?" I grumble as soon as I enter the living room of my parents' house and find Donna, my youngest sister, lying on one of the sofas reading a romance novel.Girls! Why do they believe in such nonsense? They're always sighing around and daydreaming. I understand that love exists. I have several classic examples swirling around me. Paul, Max, Uncle Jasper, and even my father. Each of them has a story to tell. But let's be honest? You can't live on dreams. I'm not a heartless man or anything like that. I'm more of a pragmatist. I'm the vice president of D’Angelo Corporation and soon I'll be the president, but I didn't get here with dreams and sighs. I studied, worked hard, and did my best to be seen by my father and recognized for my merits. I'm determined, and I have my feet firmly on the ground."I love witnessing love growing in their hearts. You should try it," she says, closing the book and ju
Marriage Contract 2ª parte.
Miran D'Angelo"I'm going to get a drink for the girls. Do you want one?" David, Marie's boyfriend, asks, and without looking at him, I shake my head and head for the iron staircase. As if drawn to her, I go straight to the dance floor, right in the middle of the crowd of sweaty bodies, and stop right behind her. Boldly, my hands take possession of her waist. She glances sideways, her smile widens, and I have my green light. So, I lean against her delicious body and move following her rhythm. The whole thing is a sensual drug that intoxicates me, envelops me, and leaves me completely intoxicated. My whole body is buzzing, and damn, I'm dying to taste her flavor. But hold on, Miran, you need to take it slow. First, feed your desire, awaken your dormant fire, make her want more, and then you'll be in the bag. It doesn't take long for our bodies to be tightly pressed and sweaty. Our breaths are heavy and panting, and to top it off, we're already on the third drink.It's time to put her t
Marriage Contract 1. Isadora
- Your name, please!- Isadora Dixon.- Right, Isadora! We have a vacancy available for a pantry. It's a long way from what your resume offers us, but.... - I take a deep breath. The truth is that I've been around so much and I've spread my resume all over this city and nothing. And the worst part is that I can't wait any longer. I need a job and I need it yesterday!- All right, I'll take this one!- Are you sure?- Unfortunately I don't have much choice. I need a job and a salary urgently. - I force a smile at the girl on the other side of the counter at the employment agency.- That's fine! I'll write down the address for you and call D'Angelo to let them know you'll be taking this position.- Thanks, Dany! - I wait for the girl to make the notes and as soon as I leave the building, I go straight to D'Angelo Corporation.A job in one of the largest administration and accounting companies in the country would be a unique opportunity for my career. Serving coffee, cleaning counters a
Marriage Contract 1
Evy. "Your name, please!" "Evy Dixon." "Alright, Evy! We have an opening in the pantry. It's quite different from what your resume showcases, but..." I inhale deeply. The truth is, I've pounded the pavement and sent resumes all over this city, and nothing. And the worst part? I can't afford to wait any longer. I need a job, and I needed it yesterday! "Okay, I'll take it!" "Are you sure?" "Unfortunately, I don't have much choice. I urgently need a job and a paycheck." I muster a smile for the woman behind the employment agency counter. "Alright! I'll jot down the address for you and notify D'Angelo that you'll be filling the position." "Thank you, Dany!" After she records the details, I exit the building and head straight for D'Angelo Corporation. A position at one of the country's premier accounting and management firms would be an unparalleled opportunity for my career. Serving coffee, tidying counters, and tables weren't what I had envisioned, but for today, it works wonders
Marriage Contract 2
Evy. "She's asleep now," Mary speaks as soon as I drop my bag on the sofa. "Thank you, Mary! You don't know how worried I've been about her today," I whisper, feeling tired. "I knew you had gone job hunting, and when I realized you hadn't come back home, I assumed you'd found something." I smile. "Yes. It's not much, but it'll help us." "That's good, dear. And what about her?" I let out an audible sigh. "I still don't know, Mary. Could you look after her while I go back home?" "I can do that for a few days, dear, but you know Judy needs special care." "Yeah, I know. But with what I'll earn, it'll barely cover the bills and food for us. How will I afford a clinic?" I grumble disheartened. "Dear, you could place her in a nursing home. Just... until things improve." I feel suffocated just hearing that suggestion, but I know I won't have another choice. "I promise I'll consider it carefully, Mary." The sweet lady forces a smile at me. "Alright, dear! I left some macaroni in the
Marriage Contract 3
Evy, Later tonight... I open the front door eagerly anticipating a long bath, craving to devour dinner, and then simply collapse into my bed. However, upon seeing Mary standing in my living room with a pitying expression, my energy renews, and I hurry towards the second room down the narrow hallway. I stop, frozen, as I spot my mother sitting at the edge of her bed, rocking back and forth, her gaze distant. "She's not doing well today," Mary comments, coming to a stop beside me. "What happened?" She lets out an audible sigh. "I don't know. Judy simply refused to take her meds and started saying she was seeing her father in the room. I tried to calm her down, but she wouldn't stop screaming, and when she finally did, she became like this." "Damn it, Mary, why didn't you call me?" "And disrupt your second day of work?" "But, Mary, she's my mother!" "Yes, I know. And you need that job to help her." I exhale sharply and move closer to my mother. I place my hands on her shoulders,
Marriage Contract 4
Gael "There he is!" Paul, my personal advisor, says as he enters my office. His spontaneous cheerfulness makes me roll my eyes because I know he's expecting good news from my last family meeting. Being born in the golden cradle of D'Angelo brings some very, very good things: success, money, hot women and the extravagance of parties, although it has its downside too. Women always look at you as if you were a huge pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. You don't have the freedom to come and go, and you have the weight of an empire on your shoulders. "So how did it go there? Are you more of a millionaire than you were yesterday, or..." I laugh sarcastically. "You're not going to believe this, but my mom left a demand in her will. Can you believe she demanded a marriage with love and all the frills possible?" "Holy shit!" she grumbles and pulls up a chair to sit down. "What was she thinking?" "She wants to punish me, simply to impose her will on me. Something she hasn't managed to do
Marriage Contract 5
Gael. Hours later... I enter the house to its usual silence and, after getting rid of my tie, I go to the corner bar and pour myself a generous shot of whisky. Afterwards, I approach a glass wall and observe the streets with their bright lights and the bridges that seem to wrap around the city. You can't hear anything from here, everything seems too quiet, but the chaotic traffic says otherwise. I take another sip of my drink and decide to go up to the second floor of the penthouse, and then to the master bedroom. I take a long shower, put on some comfortable clothes and call the hotel restaurant to order my dinner. While I'm waiting, I lock myself in the office and open D'Angelo's accounting minutes. A few months ago we discovered that our chief accountant was carrying out some petty theft in the company. Of course, I demanded secrecy on the matter, because I didn't want my name in the tabloid gossip, let alone to be seen as a weak and inattentive businessman. That's exactly why P
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