Billionaire Seduction

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by Miller, Christine


  I take a deep breath, rubbing his hair. - Ten days ago, I'm not sure of anything. My head knotted. - I confess. - I am very impressed. When viewing, you'll understand. But this is mine, you know? Nothing to play that his Greek charm surpassed her.

  He laughs and slaps my head. - You know who decided to enter this dispute would have no chance, right? I've always been the most charming family. - Jokes -. But relax Champion, I have my brunette. I'm out of this office adventures. Run in exclusive track now game over for me.

  Reciprocate the slap, before entering the meeting room. - Who knew Peter Callas was shot down.

  - Totally. - We laughed and it opens the double doors.

  Strange to be suddenly anxious and excited.

  Peter enters and in his usual understated way and begins to greet the directors at the table. I give an overview of the room and meeting soon, who interests me. The back of hick to me, standing next to the coffee counter. Hence, I have a privileged view of the female contours of your beautiful body.

  Delicious!

  That broad overall did not live up to the spectacle that it is. I do an inspection jet, starting with calves valued at a high heel. That ass is that? Plump and pert, well below a ballerina little waist. Clarinhos long blond hair are loose and clean. Shining and falling wavy in the back.

  Beautiful and long!

  Nice to see.

  Nothing I could have imagined it would be better than this. Stunning to bludgeon! And the more eye, sexier she gets. I cheer ... Very. And my friend signs of life on my groin.

  - Callas!

  I am caught off guard and forced to interrupt my inspection to be noticed. Compliance Director of Marketing, coming to talk to me. Then untreatable Camila arriving lively. I try to dodge your octopus hug, I can not. Wrinkling her nose to smell her sweet and exaggerated perfume. - Wow, Theo, that hurt is ugly, dear.

  - Is nothing. - Answer without the same excitement and over his red head, spy my target again

  What the fuck is that?

  My animation state lurches of 180 degrees. Still standing in the doorway, watch the scene in front of me, with the icy stare. A bastard who has no sense of danger, puts his hand on the shoulder of hick ... She seems nervous and out of place. Then the idiot engomadinho serves a cup of coffee, offers and Nina accepts sor-rin-do!

  My brilliant mind recalls the umpteenth time, each of the expressions of Nina, on the mangueirada ... Fear, nervousness, sarcasm, anger, indifference, malaise ... until a bit of hate. Shit! Tightness in the chest settles, but I do not know what it is. Something bordering on anger or perhaps indignation. Okay, I may have been a little jerk, but ... Why is this asshole deserves your kindness when I just got kicked?

  Curse!

  Book me of Camilla's arms, closing the door, not so gently. - Good afternoon sirs. Sorry to interrupt the afternoon tea, but were summoned to a meeting. - An uproar forms. - Not for a fellowship of the firm. - I remember in loud and clear.

  Fuck!

  ●●●●●●●●●

  Nina

  This mad voice!

  The scare makes my hand shake and overthrow coffee on the shirt. Wonder! Had managed to maintain control until now, yoga breaths never fail. Dying to look at your beautiful face again, not restrain and turn. Meeting the Lord Callas stopped at the other end, the extensive and expensive conference table, his arms are crossed above the grand chest. It keeps the focus on me and his look is not nice.

  Cerro eyes returning the warm welcome.

  Through my eyelashes, I focus on the red bruise on his face. I'm torn between poor and well done. I'm sorry, but annoyed that he damned attractive in this suit of crap. I did not want to repair, but repair as the clear model of Italian court values the muscles of his athletic body. Of course, the cretin had to be the type who looks good in anything.

  God, it can not be so perfect!

  You have to be defective ...

  Ah!

  Safe to laugh when I see the badge hanging.

  Sexy but stupid!

  Uiiii! Gelaaado!

  I look down, to feel something wet and cold in my stomach. - Uh ... Um ... let Miguel. No need. - I ask awkwardly, brushing the wet handkerchief that my colleague rub my stomach.

  A hoarse sound coming from the direction of the Lord Callas.

  - If you prefer, we can leave the room and leave them more comfortable? - Offers mocking tone. Some pulls bags laugh, thinking it's little joke.

  What an asshole!

  Of course he had to take revenge in front of everyone.

  - It will not be necessary, Mr. Callas. - Cynical smile, but relieved that my voice did not tremble, and I hasten to sit next to Toshiko. - Michael was just being polite, but do not expect you to understand this kind of attitude.

  Loose pearl, before listening to shut up screaming for my conscience.

  Damn, it's now that I Lasco!

  A chuckle comes from Peter and: - Nina, do not embarrass me! - Is whispered by Camila.

  My cheeks get hot and try to redeem myself even though he does not deserve. - I'm sorry. - Mutter feeling my face burn even more aplomb and me in the chair. He sinks his head on the table, pretending a sudden interest in my notebook. Make eye contact with the Lord Callas or Camila, it is not the best option at the time. Miguel also apologizes to everyone and takes the other place by my side.

  - Perfect, taking advantage of who have already taken their seats, I believe we can get. - Peter says in a light and playful tone. - Can I do the introduction, Theo?

  - Go ahead. - Growls.

  You see!

  To all this?

  So beautiful and so thick.

  I can feel his eyes on me, to lean against the wall across the room. Venture one peek and he has his hand on his chin, scratching his beard. It looks like a big bad wolf choosing the best way to end the bonnet. I worry ... And if it is the cruel type, such as Camila? Does this man decided it's more fun to torment me than fire?

  I feel my rash pipocarem.

  A huge screen comes down and the lights go out. Sigh of relief by stopping eye contact.

  For over an hour, and Peter Callas fall into an endless discourse on business goals, operational rules and ethics. And finally, find out why we are here. A relief takes me ... No dismissal for now. Only our departments are among the three most rejection rate and complaints: Infrastructure, Projects and Landscaping, and Finishing. 10, 12 and 19 floors respectively. The blessed two thousand chips Natalia raised.

  The lights come on and the fatigue and worry are visible on the faces of all.

  - Well ... I think the presentation was quite clear. - Callas prospers. - Errors will not be tolerated. The directors of the sectors will continue in their leadership, but they will have direct supervision and me and Peter. One more thing. - Leans over the table and the central phone asks Natalia bring some documents.

  People take advantage of the break to take a water and stretch your legs. Camila goes straight to Callas and Peter. I remain seated ... So many information evicted, my brain is in screw. See the direct and professional manner with which Callas led the meeting even took my focus of our personal issues. Suddenly, everything seemed tiny given the magnitude of this man working hard for your business. It may be the most stupid man and impolite I met, but gave a racing show and domain of your business.

  I was not aware of the rocket that is an empire of this size. I get so caught up in my own little world, which never stopped to think about the responsibility that men like him carry on his shoulders. More than eight thousand families at the mercy of the success or failure of your business.

  Not in a dream, I have nerves for all this!

  End of the range ...

  Folders on the table.

  Now who takes front is Peter. - In the first document, will find the client list we want to have in our portfolio. industry leaders concentrate on bringing them to us. In the second, the details of all the works that need to be reviewed. Budgets are a real disaster.

 
Carefully go over the documents when my eyes parking in a materials list, specifications and prices I made it myself for competition Shopping Diamond.

  Filth! What lasqueira is this?

  Can not I be wrong that way.

  Reach a pencil on the table and start to redo some calculations. No, this is not the document that I did, or is it? What gives, get his head in the owner of the company, rather than concentrate on what I'm paid to do.

  - Is there a problem, Miss Kovac? - The strong voice of the Lord Callas pulls me the mathematical trance.

  - Hum what? - Shot spreadsheet eyes and everyone at the table are watching me.

  Damn it!

  I must have looked crazy obsessive reworking the accounts.

  - Kovac, Theo wants to know if there are any problems?

  I look Camila and her accusatory tone sounds. It bothers me the intimacy with which pronounces the name Theo. A shiver runs down my spine, there is something in his eyes that makes all my maximum alert danger kindle.

  Yes, there is a problem!

  - So, Miss Kovac?

  Strange almost gentle tone of the Lord Callas. Our eyes meet and he seems to want to read through me.

  Oh, that gray suit with blue tie, was very good.

  Beautiful!

  ●●●●●●●●●

  Theo

  Leading awakens in you special gifts. Reading people is one of them. Nina was relaxed to tense, like the day we met. His eyes lost their tone green apple and are dark and bluish. It should not, but also repair, in a light portion of freckles on her nose upturned and how your skin clarinha has a full appearance of freshness. I also note that small red spots spring up around his neck.

  In this bush have a dog!

  I'm on alert.

  Ergo an eyebrow waiting for his response, she swallows dry. Her wide eyes want to tell me something, but no doubt in them. Crazy it! It is as if there was some kind of crazy tune, which makes me understand it even without words.

  I think it's the eyes, they can only be ... so crystalline. Sure, it's the type who can be trusted. Not if she wanted to, she would make a good liar.

  Beautiful!

  - Is that ...

  - Kovac! - Camila interrupts. - If the work is wrong, just assume! - Screams tearing the sheet from her hand.

  Nina's beautiful eyes blink slowly and his mouth tightens in an obvious attempt to maintain control.

  Breathe, hick ...

  If controls, bocudinha ...

  So do not spoil things!

  Breathe!

  My body tenses in tune with it. How Camila treated Nina bothers me, and ... I feel bad and my irritation comes up. I begin to think that the cow's nickname, which runs between the halls, suits him well. I do not like the idea of hick near her. The blonde is made of tough, but his gaze is a touching delicacy. I am compelled to defend it.

  - Camila, I ask the questions, not you! - Inform sharply. - Keep quiet and do not raise your voice for Kovac never, do you understand? I not admit treat my employees this way. I'm in charge, not you!

  - But, Theo! I'm just ... trying Bailout ...

  - Mr. Callas, never Theo. - Interrupt it. - I do not care what you're trying. My question is with Kovac, do not interrupt more.

  The Camila's nostrils dilate and his head shakes agreement

  - Kovac, honey. - Peter touches my shoulder intervened. - Is there anything you want to share with the group?

  Peter has an impressive timing to enter at the right time and calm things down.

  Nina focuses on Peter deflected it for me and finally to Camila. I can feel your pretty little head scheming something. I cross my arms waiting to see. - No boss. - Says firmly. - I was just checking the numbers ... It's just an exaggerated habit I have. - Smiles and looks at me again. - Everything is exactly as passed on to the customer. Do not worry, there's nothing wrong with my work.

  As the hick is cunning!

  Speaks all without any sarcasm or nervousness. Only clarifies the facts and punctuates the authorship. Fisgo the hint in "exactly" marked out in his Southern accent.

  For rigid way Camila prostrates in the chair, the tranquility of Kovac left her surprise. Annoyed, his mouth hardens as he stared at me and then smile disguised - Well, it is what it says. I suggest you control your touch access next time.

  Ready!

  The beautiful face of hick contracts and the battle is visible that latch to keep your mouth shut and not retaliate. And that mouth! Lose focus, fascinated by its delicate contours and juicy ... The upper lip is full and fuller lower still. These perfect for biting and sucking.

  Tempting fucking!

  See you release the air and follow the example.

  That, Control, Bocudinha!

  Kovac takes a deep breath, but her eyes catch fire, the mouth does mention open. I am concerned, it seems to be about to drop some barbarity.

  - We ended up here! - Cut before, to avoid the worst and Pedro is not understanding.

  When all rise hasty, an idea comes to mind. - No! Camila is. The others are dispensed ... Enjoy the extra time and please clean up your tables! Organization prevents errors. Discard what is not needed and keep safe what is important.

  Four

  ●●●●●●●●●

  Nina

  sintrigued and hurried schoolmaster meeting, avoiding dwell on the goodbyes. Maybe it's in my head, but I can bet that the Lord Callas is holding Camila purpose. This confuses me ... He gave me exactly what I need ... more time.

  Hole lift queue.

  The label claims that directors have preferred to board. Screw it! I squeeze and infiltrated me with them ... I leave Michael and Toshiko gawking from the outside ... that freshness in my urgency the label has priority.

  I try to play an apologetic smile without much success. So ignore the repreensivos looks of some suits around me. Fixed my eyes on the sensor and anxious, knock heels on the marble floor, as if the power of my mind could speed up the elevator ... 20th ... 19th ... My heart is in my mouth. The door opens.

  - Great posture at the meeting. Hold on, girl. - A director whispers to leave.

  - Thank you, Lord. You can leave ... - whisper in reply.

  The door closes ... This simple exchange words gives me courage ... 18 ... 13 ... 12 ° ...

  He opened!

  I rush into the hall and run like a rocket toward my room.

  In five minutes, I have everything I need very well hidden. I smile proud to be so organized. Breathe relieved when I hear the elevator door open and the voices of Michael and Toshiko echoed in the hallway.

  - God, Nina. What was that at the meeting? Was something wrong with the spreadsheet, did not he? It seemed a crazy redoing the calculations. It is good to go getting ready because now you're in the crosshairs Camila. I should not have in reverence the cow that way. - Miguel enters worried occupying almost the entire room.

  - I do not peitei anyone, only defended myself. - Retort and continue to organize a project cell. - There was nothing wrong with the numbers. - I lie.

  - Nina! We see how the Almighty defended you? - Toshiko screams, coming from behind Miguel. - You already know? He's beautiful, right? Oh how lucky you ... The secretariat of the 5th floor said that man is this size ... - small Chinese eyes widen, while showing hands the size advertised.

  I smile exaggeration it and subject to sudden change. Who knew ... I did not know that chinesinha with santa guy is a freak. Michael rolls his eyes in pure disgust. - What, Toshiko! The guy is what? A horse?

  Choking with massive package of remembrance of the head that wet jeans. Horse is an exaggeration, but it seemed to be well-endowed, it seemed.

  - What's wrong, Michael? I'm just repeating what I heard. - Shrugs and approaches me. - Many woman has here in the office swears he has seen. Have you ever seen, Nina? It's huge, is not it? Will confess soon, the gossip that rolls around, is that every time the boss draws a.

  - Oh, that horror, Toshiko! And I'm there fabric to be drawn by someon
e? Of course not seen!

  - What a pity! I'm dying to see, I will not lie! - Puts the tiny hand to her mouth and then lets out a wicked laugh.

  Palmas from the hallway interrupt our animation. - What are you doing to talk? No longer just a shame that made me go?

  Miguel jumps to the side, revealing plump and yellow body Camila stopped at the door.

  Ready!

  All that remained was the Cow witch to complete the afternoon of terror. Instinctively, one my thighs, pressing them very closely. - We are talking about competition from shopping, just that. We are discussing what we can do to achieve the goals proposed at the meeting. - Disguise and see relief on the faces of my two co-workers.

  - This is no longer your responsibility. - Announced soon into the tiny room.

  Uh what?

  Lose ground.

  I watch the head start to roll my desk collecting multiple folders and notes. Miguel and Toshiko enjoy the leaves and leave thin. - Sorry, Camila, but I did not understand. - Stress me, but I can not keep my voice fails.

  - He did not understand, because besides petulant, is dumb. No wonder Theo noticed his lack of preparation. It's so obvious! - Rolls her eyes dramatically. - He wants away from the project. From now on, will accompany the works. - For breath taking and I fall sitting in the chair ...

  What?

  As I was naive.

  It is cruel!

  Grip the edge of the table stupefied. My heart writhes in anguish. A resignation would hurt less than a demotion.

  Camila runs nails on the tabletop my attention. - What I thought was absurd, of course!

  A glimmer of hope is born. - You found? Same? - whisper.

  She did not listen, because back to mind scouring every centimeter of the room. - You know, I pay you a fortune to be milling about around! - I laugh and cry from what she calls a fortune, but I refrain. - I need to trust people next to me, not incompetent. Visits ace works neither will occupy one third of your day! You will be doing what? The nails? Best would fire her soon!

  Freeze.

 

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