Chapter 8

• Demetrio was lost in his thoughts, he remembered Alina, his college sweetheart, the woman he loved, who left him a few months before their wedding because she was in love with Santino, Demetrio's best friend at the time, although Santino told him that he saw Alina as a friend, Demetrio could not stand their breakup and paid the anger with Santino.
• He was lost in his thoughts when Evangelina peeked through the door. Today she looked different, her clothes were old-fashioned, but a bit clingier, showing those attributes he knew very well.
• "You have a video conference," he handed her the coffee cup and the laptop to talk to the Chinese partners.
• She hurried out of there; she had a lot of work to do when she bumped into Tamara again.
• "It was you, wasn't it?" Evangelina looked her up and down. She was angry. "The one who told Demetrio's father and grandfather about our relationship."
• Evangelina blinked several times, "Relationship, what do you mean, what relationship?
• "I don't know what you're talking about," she arranged her glasses as usual and walked past him, sideways.
• Tamara grabbed her arm and pulled her towards her.
• "You're a dead fly, everyone already knows you tricked Demetrio into buying you a car, you're a..."
• "Tamara, you better keep your cool, you hear me, or I won't answer!" Eva turned and pointed her finger at her.
• She walked into her office, closed the door and organized her papers, when her office door opened. Evangelina rolled her eyes, thinking it was Tamara again, but immediately broke into a smile when she saw Santino.
• "Little mouse," said the man, who looked spectacular. He wore a tight-fitting shirt that showed off his pecs.
• "Love, you came!" Eva ran to him and hugged him tightly.
• "Evangelina, I'm done with the documents..." Demetrio came through the door at that moment and saw the scene with Santino. Anger invaded his being.
• "What are you doing here?" he asked contemptuously.
• "Do you two know each other?" asked Eva looking at both of them, especially her friend who had told her she didn't know him.
• "That's not your problem Laureti," he reproached him without looking at him. "I'll wait for you to have lunch together, little mouse," Santino said, kissing the secretary's cheeks.
• Demetrio clenched his fists in anger, he could swear that smoke came out of his eyes, the fire and anger consumed him.
• "Santino," he grimaced. "You came here to do a job, do it and stop bothering my secretary," Demetrio's eyes radiated hatred, he wanted to murder the man with his bare hands.
• Santino smiled sideways and approached him, just reaching his height;
• "You'd better not go near Eva," he whispered so low that Eva couldn't hear.
• Demetrio was about to say something else to her, he was killing himself, the rage consuming him and the hatred he felt was even greater than it had been years ago.
• When he was alone with Evangelina, he approached her like a predator, locked the door and slammed it against the small desk.
• "Tell me something, Miss Evangelina?" he said, glued to her lips.
• Eva began to tremble, she wanted to raise her hand and slap him, but she was too busy trying to breathe with her boss's minty breath on her face and the delicious perfume seeping directly into her nostrils.
• "He's my best friend, Mr. Demetrio," she replied haltingly, trying to keep her emotions in check.
• The poor secretary's panties were beginning to soak, her pale white cheeks were red, her hands were sweaty, and she could almost feel her heart in her mouth.
• "I don't believe in this best friend thing, Evangelina, he certainly didn't try to put his hand in here." Eva's eyes widened as she felt her boss's hand reach up her skirt and grab her little flower.
• "I... Mr. Laureti," she tried to speak loudly, but her voice sounded like a whisper.
• "I'm not going to give you the pleasure of testing me," he said arrogantly, pulling his hand out, a little damp from the liquid that pierced the poor fabric.
• He left the office with a victory smile on his face, looking at Evangelina's wet panties. This meant only one thing and that was that she wanted it too.
• He went to his private bathroom and started to massage his big gun. He had never done that before, as women were no problem for the Italian, but for some reason his ugly secretary had provoked those feelings in him.
• After Demetrio left the office, Eva arranged her clothes, still scared to death.
• She was aware that she liked her boss, she was aware that he was a promiscuous, the worst of them all, but she couldn't fool herself anymore, she was crazy about him, crazy that he would stick his fingers under her skirt and make her moan, because Demetrio Laurenti was the sexiest, most beautiful, arrogant, shameless and fucking attractive man she had ever seen.
• "My God, I'm lost!" she brought her hands to her lips. She could still feel her flower throbbing hard.
• She tried to forget about it, it had been too much emotion for her, so she went straight to work, trying to avoid her boss all afternoon. ....
• When it was time for lunch, she almost ran to the cafeteria. She was sure that Santino was waiting for her there, and as soon as she saw him, she walked up to him and covered his eyes from behind.
• "Evangelina of the Anderson Roses," he said, causing Eva to burst out laughing so hard that everyone around them turned to look at her.
• They sat down to eat together, between conversations. Eva missed the time when she remembered that her arrogant and overbearing boss was already there to remind her.
• "Miss Anderson, your lunch is over," he looked at the clock. "It's been half an hour, and I need you to review these documents." Everyone turned to look at Demetrio, he had never entered the company cafeteria, the only two times was to look for his secretary.
• "Okay, go with him, see you at home," Santino said without looking at Demetrio who wanted to murder him at that moment, he was giving orders to his secretary as if he was her husband or her owner. Demetrio felt fire coming from his eyes.
• What was that feeling in his body, jealousy? It can't be, you're going crazy, he thought.
• He took Eva by the arm and almost dragged her into his office. Tamara and the reception girls in front of the president's office watched the scene in disbelief, but Demetrio was so excited that he didn't care about anything at that moment.
• "Tell me something, Miss Evangelina," he closed the door.
• Eva was annoyed, crossed her arms and waited impatiently for him to finish. She wiggled her leg vigorously in impatience.
• "Are you used to such displays of affection in a coffee shop?" he approached her, who had started to pull away from him, she was drawing strength where she didn't have it, yes, she wanted her boss, but if there was one thing, she was very clear about it was that she wasn't going to be anyone's plaything.
• "Look, Mr. Laureti," she adjusted her glasses and paced back and forth as she always did when she was upset. "I tolerated you kissing me, without my consent of course." Demetrius parted his lips, if there was one thing, he was sure of, it was that women were dying to kiss him, so why shouldn't she? "You touched my little pink flower." Demetrio smiled sideways, hearing the color and size of the sweet he so wanted to taste. "She's done endless things I've allowed her to do, but no more," she spoke plainly. "He will not ruin my relationship with Santino."
• Demetrio looked at Eva. He felt the rage take hold of him, he was the fucking CEO of the most important companies, the Laureti heir, the one and only, the most sought-after man in America and even in Italy, and she, his secretary, despised him in that cruel way.
• He approached her in silence, trying at all costs not to let his anger get the better of him, and said:
• "I don't care about your fucking life, Evangelina Anderson, as long as you're in my company, I want you at my command!" he shouted loudly, making Eva's legs tremble, at the same time an electricity went up his thick thighs, it was as if seeing him like that, red, jealous and angry, caused her an inexplicable excitement.
• Eva swallowed hard; she had never seen her boss so excited and euphoric. She left the office in a panic and went back to her own office.
• That day the work increased more than usual, Demetrio made her do her tasks with exigence and even doubled her working hours for the following days, Evangelina was agitated, tired, so much so that she had thought of resigning.
• "I can't take it anymore..." she entered her boss's office without knocking.
• "Miss Anderson, I've told you a thousand times to knock," Demetrio replied, and at that moment Evangelina saw Tamara coming out from under the desk, wiping her lips.
• "How disgusting," she blurted out, covering her eyes and turning around.
• "Go away Tamara, leave me alone with my secretary," he ordered with a deep look so that her receptionist wouldn't hesitate.
• Eva crossed her arms, this was the height of chutzpah, although she would have loved to be the one on her knees drinking from the nectar of her boss, but no, she couldn't go and hand over her precious treasure to this man who took women right and left.
• Demetrio approached her with the intention of seducing her, he knew he was driving her crazy, although she tried to deny it, she was crazy for her boss to give her an oral or vice versa.
• "I quit!" she shouted in Demetrio's face and walked out, slamming the door loudly.
• Demetrio froze, expecting a tantrum, a slap, expecting anything but quitting.
• "It's just an impulse," he tried to convince himself, but when he looked through the window of his office, he could see her taking a cab, leaving even the car Demetrio had given her parked there.
• The Italian put his hands on his chest, what would he do without Evangelina? She was not only responsible for the implementation of the project with the Chinese, she was also his right hand, she was not just a secretary, she was the best.
• "Well, it's her loss," he said arrogantly and went to the personnel department to ask for a new one, although deep inside he wished Eva would come to her senses and come back. He just wasn't going to give in.
• The next day, there was already a list of candidates for the position of executive secretary, and he began interviewing them one by one.
• Some were simply too obedient, some too beautiful, and some too perfect, because none of them was Evangelina Anderson!
• "She's too suggestive, don't you think?" he asked Antonio, who stood next to him with a smile.
• "If that was what you liked best, since when did you look for a secretary because of her intelligence?" said Antonio with a mocking smile.
• Demetrio thought for a moment, he wasn't looking for just any secretary, without realizing he was looking for Evangelina among these girls.
• "I have to find a way to get her back," he mused, just as his father entered his office.
• "Antonio, leave us alone," he said to Antonio, then looked at the Italian who crossed his arms. "You better bring Miss Anderson back, Demetrio Laurenti, I remind you that she is not only your secretary, she is the next engineer of this plant, if she is not here in the company tomorrow, forget about your inheritance," he spoke with determination.
• Demetrio grabbed his hair in frustration, when his father was upset, he followed through with his words, so he was sure they meant what they said.
• He left the office and took his car to Evangelina's apartment, but his world came to a halt when a neighbor informed him that she had left very early with a suitcase.