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Between Embarrassment and DesireAugusto lifted her into his arms as though it were the most natural thing in the world. Exhausted, Eloise let her head fall against his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat in silence.Without a word, he carried her to the bathroom. The tub was already filling, bubbles slowly rising beneath the room’s soft lighting.He eased her into the warm water, and she let out a long sigh as its heat wrapped around her. Augusto climbed in after her and drew her close, simply holding her with one strong arm.The silence wasn’t awkward. It was full of everything that had happened—and everything still burning between them.Neither of them needed to speak. They simply stayed there, skin against skin, the water surrounding them like a refuge.When her body began to relax, Augusto climbed out first and helped her up with care. He took a fluffy towel and gently dried her, taking his time as though the two of them had all the time in the world.Eloise watched in silen

The Taste of SilenceThe café was small but cozy. Its timeworn wooden tables, exposed brick walls, and rich aroma of fresh coffee created an atmosphere unlike anything Eloise would have imagined for Augusto Monteiro.She walked over to the table he had chosen and sat down, still surprised. A gray-haired waitress brought him a cup of coffee without his having to ask. It was a small gesture, but it said a lot.Eloise watched him curiously: the way he held the porcelain cup between his fingers, as though it were part of a ritual, and how his shoulders relaxed a little, losing some of their usual stiffness.It was as if Augusto breathed differently in that place.“So this is where the mighty Monteiro hides…” she said, raising an eyebrow. Her tone was light, almost playful.He merely looked at her over the rim of his cup and gave her a brief smile without answering. Strangely, that was enough to make her even more curious.Eloise rested her chin on her hand and glanced around.“I have to a

Between Glances and TeasingAt 9:40, Augusto stood, adjusted his jacket, and left his office. The sound of Eloise’s heels echoed down the hallway toward the conference room.The corridor was quiet, but one thing caught his attention: her desk was empty.He frowned and headed for the meeting room, pushing open the glass door.There she was.Eloise was already arranging the materials on the table: the contract lay open, the pens were neatly lined up, and the glasses of water were precisely placed. Her hair fell in waves over her shoulders, and her dress subtly—but unmistakably—accentuated her curves.“I was looking for you.” His deep voice filled the room.Eloise looked up quickly, blushing.“I’m sorry, Mr. Monteiro. I should have let you know. I just wanted to get everything ready for the meeting.”Augusto closed the door behind him and walked toward her with firm strides. Every movement seemed calculated, but there was something different in his gaze—something hungry.He stopped close

Confessions in the Half-LightThe office was quiet. Augusto stood with his back to the door, hands in his pockets, staring out at the city beyond the glass wall. Everything below seemed small and distant, but the turmoil inside him was greater than he would ever admit aloud.The door opened without warning, and Thiago walked in as if he owned the place too. He closed it softly and leaned against the desk, watching his friend in silence. His usual playful air was gone. He knew when Augusto needed silence before words.“Are you going to stand there staring at the city until it answers your questions?” he asked quietly, without a trace of irony.Augusto didn’t turn around. He drew a deep breath, his jaw clenched.“I’m… confused,” he said at last, the words heavy, as if they were hard to let go. “What I feel… I shouldn’t feel. Not for her.”Thiago folded his arms, serious and attentive.“Eloise.”Augusto closed his eyes for a moment at the sound of her name, as if even that were dangerous

Closed DoorsAt lunchtime, Augusto appeared at Eloise’s desk, clearly intending to ask her to join him. But she spoke first.“I’m going to visit my father today. I need to have lunch with him,” she said firmly, before he could get a word in.It wasn’t a lie. She spent the time with her father, sharing a simple meal and laughing at his stories. But deep down, she just wanted to escape the weight she saw in Augusto’s eyes.When she returned to work, she buried herself in reports and emails, avoiding his gaze. She pretended everything was normal, but whenever she heard the door to his office open, her heart seemed to miss a beat.Around five that afternoon, her desk phone rang.“Miss Nogueira,” Augusto’s deep voice came through the line. “I need you in my office. Now.”Eloise closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath before standing. Her heels echoed down the hallway. Each step felt heavier than the last.When she pushed open the door, she found Augusto seated behind his desk,