Chapter 7

• The rich breeze came through the window that Sunday. Evangelina woke up with her breasts erect and her panties extremely soaked; she had dreamed about her boss, she dreamed that he had made love to her over and over again on the carpets of her apartment.
• Oh my God, never in my life has anything like this ever happened to me she thought, looking at her trembling body, she knew that everything was out of control, and that the desire for the arrogant gentleman was growing more and more.
• She stood up and looked at herself in the mirror.
• "How I wish he would like me, if only I dared to change a little," she said aloud as she looked at her body, she was no fool, she knew she had extraordinary qualities that she didn't show.
• She bit her lip as she brought her hands to her mouth, remembering the kiss of the day before and all the jokes and fights between them, her boss was undoubtedly a flamboyant being in every way.
• At what point is the relationship with your boss no longer just work, Evangelina, she thought.
• She shook her head, trying to get all these thoughts out, and went to the shower to clean up. Today she was going to fill the pantry and pay the utilities and the rent; she was so happy about her salary that she didn't want to wait any longer to spend it.
• She put on a baggy green skirt with a black shirt and old-fashioned shoes.
• She didn't have anything for breakfast, so she decided to eat something on the street, it had been a long time since she had done that, she used to go with Santino to a small fonda in the city center.
• He took his bag and walked out into the street, expecting to see his car, remembering that his boss was going to send for a tow truck.
• I'll have to check it out when I get back, he thought. He hated taking the bus; besides it was exhausting, he wasted more time.
• "Miss Evangelina Anderson?" a man snapped her out of her thoughts.
• "Yes, tell me." She looked at him quizzically, as if she had seen him before.
• "Excuse me, I'm Mr. Demetrio Laurenti's driver, he sent me here to bring you your car," the man said, looking at her curiously.
• "Ah, yes, and where is it?" she searched for him with her eyes.
• "Here it is, miss, you see, Mr. Demetrio sold his car, here is the money." The man took out an envelope of money.
• Evangelina looked at the man with a frown, her eyes turned red, and by this time she felt that anger had taken over her, who had told her that she wanted to sell it?
• "He sold my car!" Eva's cheeks flushed with anger. "Who does he think he is to sell my car?" she said in astonishment, the poor chauffeur looking down in shame.
• "It's the only means of transportation I had!" she paced back and forth, trying to calm herself.
• "You see, Mrs. Evangelina, he is sending you this assigned car until you can..."
• Eva turned around in surprise. It was a senior's car, red, small, sporty and ten times better than the one she had.
• "I don't want anything assigned, I want my car," she crossed her arms in annoyance.
• Who was he to make such decisions.
• "He's arrogant, stupid and degenerate," the chauffeur looked at Evangelina in disbelief, she had never heard anyone address the country's most sought after heir like that.
• He picked up his cell phone and at the first ring Demetrio answered.
• "Leave the show for the car." She spoke immediately, he seemed to be expecting this call, and Eva was sure he grimaced at that moment.
• "Mr. Laureti! Who told you I wanted another car?" she shouted angrily.
• "Don't thank me, Eva," he said arrogantly, the kind of arrogance that characterized her and that Evangelina got on his nerves.
• "Thank you!" She snorted, as if he was watching her, "Hey this one, it's my car, you didn't have to do what he did, you heard me."
• "Let's do something Eva, the car I sent you, I'll give it to you." Eva's mouth fell open.
• Why in the world would her boss give her a car? To her? A simple secretary.
• "I don't want anything for nothing, sir." Did her boss want to buy her?
• The chauffeur looked at him incredulously, what woman in her right mind wouldn't want a year-old car like the one he had just sent her?
• "How stubborn you are, woman... well, I'll give you a monthly discount until you cancel it," Demetrio suggested. Eva thought for a moment, the car was nice and yes, she needed it badly enough, but at what cost?
• "Why would you give me a car, eh, Mr. Laureti?" she reproached him.
• "Stop being wrong, it's just.... that you can't drive around in that junk, you're the secretary of the most..."
• "Millionaire in the country and even the world." She mimicked him with a grimace, which made Demetrio on the other end of the line smile.
• "Don't be proud and enjoy it, yes, don't think it's a gift, who do you think you are, you have to pay for it!" he said ironically.
• Eva thought about it for a second, she'd be a fool not to.
• "Okay, but you have to deduct the amount for the monthly car, even if it takes decades," she said with determination.
• "Okay, fair enough, Miss Anderson," Demetrio replied, although for some reason he had no intention of charging her.
• He hung up and excitedly got into the car after thanking the driver.
• That day she had an incredible time, besides catching up on her bills, she ate delicious food and did the market for the month, she had bought so many things and had some money left she thought she would save it for an emergency.
• "This is the best job I've ever had!" she said as she rearranged the pantry. Just then he heard his door open.
• He looked out in astonishment, the only one who could enter his house was....
• "Santino!" she cried excitedly and ran to him, who took her in his arms.
• "Little mouse, I missed you," the hugs from her best friend were not long in coming, Santino was characterized by being an extremely affectionate man, as well as cheerful and very good looking, with her.
• "Why didn't you tell me you were coming?" asked Eva, crossing her arms.
• Santino leaned back on the sofa while Eva prepared a soft drink for him, he was her only friend and she loved to see him.
• "I came unexpectedly, Mr. Andrea needs my services at the company." Eva looked at him in surprise.
• "Really? I didn't know you were in the Laurenti's service."
• "There you go, there you go, in the service of Andrea Laureti, not your boss."
• "Why do I get the feeling you hate him, do you even know him and didn't tell me?" she asked, sitting down next to him.
• Santino stood and watched Eva, it seemed that her features, despite the glasses, looked more mature and he could even swear that she looked more beautiful.
• "Tell me something, Eva, do you like Demetrio's lout?" he asked without taking his eyes off her, clenching his fist roughly.
• Eva turned red with nerves, although she wanted to deny it, yes, she liked Demetrio, as she had never liked anyone, as she had never liked anyone and she had realized it for the simple reason that she wet her panties just remembering him, something that had definitely never happened to her.
• "Don't answer me, I'll just tell you something, Demetrio Laurenti is a despicable being, he only wants to satisfy himself with women, so I suggest you don't fall in love with him." He took a lock of Eva's black hair and tucked it behind her ear. "I don't want him to hurt you, because you're not the kind of woman for your boss." Those last words pierced Eva's heart like a dagger, and as much as it hurt, she had to be realistic; besides being a simple and reserved woman, she was only his secretary.
• She snorted heavily, ignoring the answer to his look. She sighed and immediately changed the subject to one that would make her feel more comfortable.
• "Will you help me with the project?"
• Eva had spent years working on a report, detailing an application that she was sure would be a success, only Santino and her parents knew about it, it was about a simple game that generated real money and where players from different countries would wager through it, infinite rewards.
• After hours of exhausting work, she went to bed early, Santino had gone to have a few drinks with his friends, and although he insisted on taking her, Eva preferred to rest.
• She lay down on the bed and called her mother, for some reason she hadn't called her in two days, so she was a little worried.
• "Mother, how are you?" she said as she picked up the phone.
• "Hello daughter, very well darling, here I am talking to your cousin Catia who has arrived from Europe. You know she lives with a millionaire and has brought us all presents."
• "She lives mother? Catia is the mistress of a businessman," she replied with a grimace of disgust.
• I hated Catia, she was a hypocritical girl and bad-hearted. She always humiliated Eva for the way she dressed and even treated her like a rag in high school, but Eva never told her parents or uncles about it.
• "Well, mother, since you're in good company, I'm going to bed."
• "Wait, daughter, Catia wants to say hello."
• Damn it! She snorted in annoyance.
• "Hello Evangelina," her voice was so shrill it made him sick.
• "Hi Catia, I'm really busy, I'm going to sleep, bye."
• "Eva, don't hang up, I want to know how you are girl and if you have already caught a man like me or are you still a virgin?" Eva snorted.
• "No, and you know why, because I'm an engineer, I don't need a man to get ahead, excuse me Cousin, but I have to hang up."
• She hung up, her annoyance was obvious, she went to sleep, tomorrow she would have to deal with her arrogant, despicable and shameless, but sexy and very beautiful boss.
• ....
• Demetrio was with Andrea all Sunday, he was scared to know he was sick, when he came home and saw him perfectly fine playing golf, he was happy.
• "Playing golf, Andrea," he said, greeting him lovingly.
• "Playing golf, Andrea," he said, greeting him affectionately.
• "I didn't expect to see you here today, son, will you give me a hand? Your bastard of a father went out and didn't come back," they both laughed.
• "I'll beat you until I get tired," Demetrio said with a smile. He adored the old man with his life, after his mother he was the being, he loved the most.
• "Now the student strives to surpass the master," he said smiling.
• After a few hours of practice, and Demetrio was defeated as always, they sat down to drink a soft drink, Andrea was very good, there was no one who could beat him, and he was even the best in his time.
• "Tell me, how are things going with Evangelina? You've already mated with her, I'm telling you, the girl is very smart." He took a sip from his soda.
• "And in character, Grandpa, in character."
• "Just what you need from your nannies, boy." Demetrio smiled, the girl definitely knew how to put him in his place, and that was a challenge for him, one that turned him on immensely,
• "Demetrio." Andrea got serious. I've hired Santino to evaluate some jobs in the company."
• Demetrio got up from his chair in a hurry, he was annoyed.
• "To Santino, tell me it's not true Andrea Laureti!!!, Santino is the worst person in the world and I don't want him snooping around in my business," he snorted in annoyance.
• "Demetrio, he was your best friend and also the only person I trust to check the balance sheet of the companies."
• "I don't care, Andrea, hire someone else, Santino is the worst traitor and I don't want him around..."
• "No, Demetrio, Santino is not to blame that Alina was in love with him." Demetrio looked at him truthfully.
• "Well, in the end my opinion doesn't count," he slammed the door and went out euphorically.