Billionaire's Bed by luisavilaok (romantic story to read txt) 📗

He turns on his microphone and adds, stealing everyone's attention:

“ Good morning everyone, I'm sorry for the delay and I apologize to Gigi, who kindly decided to lead this important meeting, respecting the times and agendas of each one of you. Not being able to be present, I decided to suspend this meeting so as not to overload her with the density of the topics to be discussed, but here you are, Gigi, I thank you for being a born leader.

I a leader? Is that what you call having two employees in a seedy garage that has just been bought by a multi-million dollar firm?

*‌‌​​‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‍Clearly, we all know that Leonardo has appeared called by the request of those who chose to question me.

"See?" adds Riccie, who was the only one to express himself in such a way that he chose to put a vote of confidence in me and give me the benefit of the doubt. “Nothing to worry about.”

"Thank you, Gigi," Leonardo adds.

“Gigi?” Nina asks.

"I," I add.

"Ah, a stage or Directory name," adds Kiki. “Very clever, you just change the order of the letters. I am fascinated by that.”

Oh yeah?

Fox.

A moment ago you wanted to quit and make everyone leave, too.

A new box opens, to my surprise. It loads a bit until the apps prompt lets me know that Siomara, the IP and law specialist, has joined the conversation.

It is she, who is seen walking with headphones on and life dancing between the screen and the front to avoid being hit.

She activates the microphone just for a moment to speak and there is noise in the background, like the hubbub of people talking and a tumult of people:

"Sorry, sorry, sorry," she adds. “I received the information late that it was decided to hold this meeting. Thank you Leonardo for your message.”

Afternoon? I'm sure my WhatsApp message has everyone's approval in this meeting, I don't believe a word of it, she's only there to kiss the boss's ass as if I don't already know her class.

"Fine," Caroline adds. “It wasn't much that we had already seen, besides having some doubts… Shall we start again?”

"I agree," Riccie adds.

And the reading of the agenda with commercial matters is resumed.

While my eyes are fixed on Leonardo's through the screen, not sure which direction he is looking too.

But, I'll bet he's looking at me. Exactly like me to him.

Why Leonardo?

Why did you show up? Why are you trying to save me from what I've gotten myself into? What do you want from me…?