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Author: Ava Sinclair
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The days following Rachel's visit to Joseph's office passed with little or no obvious changes at Sterling Tech. From the outside, everything continued as it always had. Employees arrived in the morning, settled into their departments, worked through reports, answered calls, attended meetings, and left at the end of the day. Deadlines remained deadlines. Clients continued making demands. New projects arrived while older ones moved closer to completion. The company operated with the same pace and
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  • Paid To Pretend, Destined To Love   WORK AND PRIVACY

    The conversation with Torres gradually faded into the background as the week moved forward. Rachel returned to her normal routine and focused on the things that demanded her attention each day. Whatever curiosity she had felt after leaving his office slowly gave way to deadlines, meetings, and the ordinary rhythm of work. By Thursday morning, she had almost stopped thinking about it altogether. The day began quietly. The weather outside was pleasant, and sunlight filtered through the large windows of the building. Employees arrived in small groups, exchanging greetings as they settled into their departments. The atmosphere was relaxed in the way it often was before the workload reached its peak. Rachel had spent part of the morning reviewing information from the previous day and helping a colleague resolve a minor issue that had been causing confusion between two departments. It was not difficult work, but it required patience, and she was relieved when the matter was finally resolved

  • Paid To Pretend, Destined To Love   A DIFFERENT FEEDBACK

    Another Monday morning had settled over Sterling Tech. Rachel had arrived early enough to avoid the usual rush and was finishing a small breakfast at her desk before fully settling into work. A slice of Spanish tortilla sat on a paper napkin beside her coffee, and she ate slowly while employees gradually filled the department. Some stopped to greet colleagues before taking their seats, while others headed straight for the coffee machine. The day was only beginning, and the office had not yet reached its busiest hour. Cynthia arrived at Rachel's desk with a cup of coffee in one hand and an expression that immediately suggested she had something to complain about."I am getting tired of those security people."Rachel looked up to catch her frustration. "What happened now?"Cynthia pulled an empty chair closer and sat down."The same thing that always happens."Rachel smiled."They came late again?""They didn't come at all."Rachel frowned."What do you mean they didn't come at all?"C

  • Paid To Pretend, Destined To Love   VIEW

    The days following Rachel's visit to Joseph's office passed with little or no obvious changes at Sterling Tech. From the outside, everything continued as it always had. Employees arrived in the morning, settled into their departments, worked through reports, answered calls, attended meetings, and left at the end of the day. Deadlines remained deadlines. Clients continued making demands. New projects arrived while older ones moved closer to completion. The company operated with the same pace and structure that had made it successful. Joseph returned to his routine almost immediately after coming back from Italy. His schedule rarely allowed him much room to focus on anything outside work. Board meetings and investors meetings occupied large parts of his mornings. Afternoons were usually filled with reviews, approvals, and discussions with department heads. By evening, there was always another report waiting for his attention. Despite the workload during the week, Rachel's questions cont

  • Paid To Pretend, Destined To Love   LOOKING FOR AN ANSWER

    The meeting with Vanessa was arranged for the following afternoon. Torres had expected Vanessa to suggest another day or ask for details before agreeing, but she had done neither. Her reply had been brief. She simply stated a time and suggested where they would meet. Now, as he sat in his office waiting, he found himself glancing at the clock more than once.The restaurant Vanessa suggested was just a few streets away from the business district and it was far and quiet enough to draw attention to them. It was not crowded when Torres arrived. A few tables were occupied, and soft music played in the background. Torres arrived first.He chose a table near the back of the restaurant where they could speak privately and glanced at his watch while waiting. About ten minutes later, Vanessa walked in. She spotted him almost immediately.Vanessa smiled, "Good afternoon”Torres looked up and reached out for a handshake. "Good afternoon, ma”She laughed softly and grabbed a seat. "You know what

  • Paid To Pretend, Destined To Love   DISCREET OBSERVATIONS

    Señora Torres began the morning at Sterling Tech without any visible change in his usual routine, but his attention was no longer moving in the same direction as before. The office looked exactly as it always did. Staff arrived at their desks, systems were opened, phones began ringing, and conversations stayed low and professional as work continued. Nothing appeared unusual to anyone passing through the department. Everything functioned normally, in the same steady rhythm that defined the workplace every day.But Torres was no longer observing the office only as a supervisor managing routine activity. His focus had shifted to something quieter, something that did not show itself in obvious ways. He moved through the department slowly, not stopping for long at any one point, but taking in how each section operated in real time. He was no longer interested in isolated tasks. He was paying attention to movement, timing, and repetition. When he passed Daniel’s desk, Daniel looked up brief

  • Paid To Pretend, Destined To Love   SEARCH

    Señora Torres remained in his office after the rest of Sterling Tech had fully settled into their work for the day. Outside his door, the office floor continued in its usual pattern, staff moving between desks, keyboards clicking, phones ringing, and short conversations happening only when necessary. From that side of the building, nothing appeared unusual. Work continued as expected, and everyone followed their normal tasks without interruption. Inside his office, everything was arranged with careful simplicity. The room was medium-sized, neither cramped nor overly spacious, with a layout designed more for function than decoration. The walls were painted in a soft neutral tone, a mix of light grey and off-white that made the space feel clean and professional without drawing attention. There were no bright colours or personal decorations, only a quiet, controlled environment meant for work. The desk sat at the centre facing the entrance, wide and polished, with a dark wood finish that

  • Paid To Pretend, Destined To Love   BETWEEN BREATHS THAT DON’T EQUAL

    The agreement did not feel like victory. It did not feel like defeat either. It settled somewhere in between, in that quiet space where decisions are made not because they are easy, but because they are necessary. Rachel had not said yes immediately. She had resisted it, turned it over, tested it a

  • Paid To Pretend, Destined To Love   WHERE SILENCE BREATHES

    Morning didn’t arrive clean; it pressed itself into the room in thin, steady layers, light slipping through the edges of the curtains, the low hum of traffic building underneath it, voices drifting up from the street. Rachel laid still, eyes open, aware that her thoughts had been awake long before

  • Paid To Pretend, Destined To Love   The Saturday Shadow

    The week following the transfer of the fifty thousand euros had been a blur of antiseptic smells and hushed prayers for Rachel. Benjamin's surgery had been scheduled, and the weight on her chest had lightened just enough for her to breathe. But as Saturday approached, a different kind of suffocati

  • Paid To Pretend, Destined To Love   HOPE

    "Why do you need me to come? Why not just... hire someone? An actress, a professional. Someone who'd be better at this."Joseph's expression darkened slightly."I tried that," he said quietly. "Twice. My grandmother saw through it immediately. She's... sharp. She knows when people are lying."He pa

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