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Juan

Fuck, what the fuck!

How could I have been such an idiot?

She'll think I'm a cheeky, flirty business owner, I just wanted to know more about her and what I did was scare the girl....

And what a girl.

Actually, she's a woman! She's a mother, but I treated her like a girl. She looks young to be 25, she's already a mother and she has the face of a girl, I don't believe it, she has a sensitive face, it even looks soft and seeing those green eyes, so clear, I could imagine myself in them. I'm screwed, because I'm crazy and fascinated in her beauty. And this Carla didn't show interest in me, she behaved like an adult. She's quite reserved, she didn't want to open up to me and she didn't even look at me with desire, not even 1%, and it's these women who are worth it. At least with me, these women draw my attention, and this one, being difficult like that and super hot, I won't be able to hold back, I'll have to go with everything. Let's see when she will show herself like this, reserved.

Stopping to think about it all I'll send her by e-mail all the details about the project I want her to create.

It will be a new logo for the company and I hope she excels, because now more than ever I want this woman in my company. And about the part that there can't be any involvements in the company I'll fix it, just say we met before she worked for me. I literally intend for her to be my wife; if she stays married to me for 1 year and is not interested in me, she can divorce me and take half of what she is entitled to and live her life, but I want her to fall in love with me. Carla might be the right woman for me. Since she appears to be reserved, organized and among other things I could feel when I saw her, I know she will improve this company and may also change me. Finding a person who will change your life for the better, that is worth it. If she was one of those women that laughs when looking at me, drying me with her eyes, showing me her body, I would already know that she would only satisfy me in bed, but Carla is different from that, she is a mother. Her mind is different from these such women and her way held all my attention. So I'm going ahead, whatever it takes.

Carla

I finally got home, after the huge traffic; lunch time crowds the streets. I go into my flat and start to heat up some pasta I made yesterday, Amanda loves pasta, just like me.

As soon as I've heated up lunch, I help myself to just two spoons and start eating, this pasta is delicious.

I eat quickly and wipe my mouth, leave the plate in the sink and check my mobile phone, a message from my mum and Paula.

I made some friends with some mothers from my daughter's school; I'm not one to make friends, I never liked that, but friendships are good for us.

I tell my mother that I'm going to have lunch with her on the weekend and I answer Paula.

(Hi beautiful. So, this weekend I'm going to stay with my mum, but Saturday I can find some time for us to talk. How about we watch a movie?)

I send the message and sit down on the sofa.

My mobile phone beeps and I get an e-mail from Mr. Juan.

That man who wanted to know about my life...

My God.

I read his entire attachment and I have to start right away, because it's his company's logo.

It has to be perfect...

I need that job.