Before I entered the big hall, I tried to peek through the door and everyone was focused on the show that is undoubtedly a success. That "summer in the middle of spring" is told in the bright colors and light fabrics that make up the clothes of each of the models that walk on the catwalk and are greeted by petals falling from the sky. This no doubt inflames my ego for having my idea of the surprise I made for the CEO copied by him.And although the audience has its back turned to me, I am sure that Adam is not sitting in it, nor is Amelia, much less Jean.“The Lawyer didn't come. He really doesn't like shows and cameras”, I say to Luigi who is beside me waiting for me to show him the man marked for death, “ He has saved us a scandal for tonight. ““ I see, well, in that case I'll enjoy it. Aren't you coming?”“ No, it's not time yet, I'll try to sneak a peek into the dressing room. I feel that Amelia is up to something”, I say goodbye and discreetly enter through the hall's entrance d

“ Am I going to have to convince you?”, he asks. Poor Adam Arnault, the spoiled brat is not used to life's difficulties. “ You have no notion of what I am capable of risking…”, he answers and I can feel his ego being cornered by the need to override my expectations.“ Show me, Monsieur Arnault!”, perhaps the more I charge, the more he would give of himself.He didn't say anything else, he preferred actions, starting by taking back his glass from my hands to set it aside, thus leaving both my hands and his hands free, which pulled my body tightly, forcing my thighs to join around his body.And the same firmness that his hands had in touching my body, he used to clasp my hair between his fingers, which makes me let out a small groan. Then I realize that I have no choice but to stare into his eyes. “ Too hard, darling?”, he says confidently, but I am not willing to surrender so easily. “ Not a spark has come out…”,I whisper close to his mouth.Meanwhile, it is he who takes the init

“ Call me by any name you wish!”, I leave the door and walk inside my small apartment.He follows me after closing the door, surely surprised that I am not in a state of panic just like the look on his face.“ You tricked me, girl, and you are not able to face me to make an apology?” “ Apology?”, I leaned against the kitchen counter and poured myself a glass of water. “ What fault do I have if you took an interest in a woman you barely know? For a criminal lawyer your innocence is hilarious..”, I drink from my glass very calmly while Jean is about to have a nervous breakdown.“No! It was always your plan to get into my house, to win me over, to be at the parties I was at, then to seduce my best friend to affect Amelia.”“ No, Jean! You're wrong.”, I put the glass on the counter, “ Everything was always about Adam Arnault. You were just an accident. And as for Amelia, you should review your friendships better. Do you really think she's such a victim?”“ Don't talk about her! She is a

“ I'll get the opener and the glasses for a toast.”, This is an excellent opportunity for me to be alone with Jean and find out what he wants with this circus.“Great! In the meantime, do you mind if I go to the bathroom?” “ Feel free, dear! Jean can show you around, I won't be long…”, he bids me farewell with a caress on my cheek, then lets go of my hand and walks away until he disappears into the corridor leading to the kitchen.“ Ladies first!”, Jean offers the way clear for me to go first.I prefer not to answer, just walk towards another corridor which is a safer place to hold any conversation between us without running the risk of Adam hearing us from wherever he is. Besides, I can't just act defensive, not until I know Jean's true intentions. So I would have to wait for him to make the first move. “ Merci!”, I answer with the same cynicism he received me with and am ready to enter the bathroom when I am barred by one of his arms.“ We don't have to pretend anymore, we are bo

All my life I have learned that fear is a mesmerizing feeling that makes you a statue or a soldier of war. It all depends on what each one carries inside. So, there will be only two paths: stay in the same place, with nothing, or do your best and discover that you are capable of doing things you never imagined you could do. But whether they are good or bad in the eyes of others is not relevant.Look at me, I have always chosen the first path and fear has never scared me. However, there is only one thing that blocks me and will make me stop: the truth! Because when everything is built on lies, it is certain that the breath of life will take everything and nothing will remain...“ You may enter, Miss Chloe!”, the CEO's secretary escorts me into a luxurious room worthy of the president of the Arnault company.The decor surrenders to the same standard as his home or the rest of the company and I wonder to what extent Adam Arnault is willing to get off his perfect axle as he has done so f