"Son of a bitch... I feel like I'll explode," Helena complained placing her head on my lap. I looked at her in amuse. "Maybe you shouldn't have eaten that last piece of chicken." I brought my hand to her bare stomach. “Look at this, you even got a belly.” "It was delicious," she remarked, raising a hand up to my hair to gently caress it, "Is there anything better than chicken and fries?” “Maybe chicken and fries on the beach?” I inquired leaning back on the pile of sand behind me to make myself more comfortable. "This would be a wonderful life, don’t you think?" "And with the best company," she murmured turning to her side so she could see me through her sunglasses. "You're so sexy... like a visual orgasm." She gave me a smile when I brushed a lock of hair from her face and raised her hand to me again, this time to stroke my nose. I had noticed she did that very often. "You told me you’ve only had one real fight in your

I finally sighed in peace when I got to my building. “We already solved the problem,” I communicated to Matt, my lawyer when I was entering Royce constructions. “Aren't they suing?” He asked over the phone. "He didn't know the security cameras were already working," I said mockingly, "Imagine his surprise when Pierre brought the video." "You saved yourself from something big, my friend," he answered letting out his breath suddenly, "We'll talk later, I must go to the jury." I hung up and tucked the phone into my pants before finding Angela, my assistant, looking a bit exasperated as she spoke on the phone. "Listen miss, Mr. Royce isn’t here, okay? If your message is the same from the last 15 calls, I have nothing else to say to you.” Angela was a cute little blonde that had been with me since the company started about five years ago, so you could say she was my right hand for everything, and of course, I had too much fun when s

"I told you this wouldn't stay like this," he said entering and closing behind him. I could only nod and drop the phone in disbelief. “Chris―” "No," he cut me off pulling back his wet hair from his face. "You already spoke, I think it would be fair for me to speak now." I nodded, walking backwards until my thighs hit the sofa’s armrest, but I didn't dare look away fearing this was all an illusion. But then he started talking and I knew he was real. “The day I get married,” he began to say with an icy voice “It will be for love and I’ll trust that my wife feels the same way for me. I’ll do my best to make her happy and never disappoint her, and I’ll try to be the best father to my children, an example to be follow, Helena. Do you understand me? I would never cheat.” I gulped seeing his breathing quickening. "And maybe I'm a fucking masochist, but I needed you to tell me face to face," he said with a steely voice as he ap

"I want the inventory of towels, oils, essences and nail polishes," I told Jenny without taking my eyes off my list, "You know what to do with the stained towels, I can't bear to see them on the shelves." "I told you to use towels of other colors," she replied chewing her gum in my ear as she was leaning over my shoulder. “Red is ordinary and doesn’t go well with the Zen style of my spa,” I replied feeling that my tension was accentuated with each chew that woman gave the gum “And I have told you a million times to leave that crap out of this place.” His mouth stopped automatically and my ear finally got silence. "I think you need to go for a run," my employee muttered before walking away from me. I sighed wearily as I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes trying to relax. It wasn’t just Monday, but it was also the end of the month and that meant only one thing: inventory day. We'd spent the entire morning filing guest inf

One day when the light is glowing, I'll be in my castle golden but until the gates are open, I just wanna feel this moment Oh oh... I just wanna feel this moment Oh oh... I just wanna to feel this moment. Ah, Christina... how I loved this woman's voice. I took off my earbuds and turned to see Jimmy for a second, who was a few feet behind me looking like he was about to have a heart attack. “How are you doing, Jimmy?” I asked worried, but without stopping running. "Like a million bucks," he exclaimed between gasps. "It's only two miles to go, buddy," I yelled at him before picking up the pace. "It’s been twelve now, I think I can complete them by crawling." I put my earbuds back on without losing my smile and fully focused on my training. I know you're wondering who the hell Jimmy is, and well, I'm going to tell you: Jimmy has been my bodyguard for three days. Crazy, right? I'd never needed one i