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

* The Board of Directors meeting is not going very well okay and that's because Caroline was upset when I asked to change the days and times of our video conferences so that it doesn't get in the way of my therapy, once I want to start this process I don't want to mess it up so fast.

And Leonardo is not here.

I don't need a man to defend me, but both Caroline and Nina behave like real sluts when he's not around, I don't know exactly if it's because he's the one who settles their payments, because he owns more than half of the company or that he is a man and I am a woman. Or a mix of all those things together. I don't want the gender issue to be an excuse, but for years I have been facing this kind of situation of being a narcissistic wound to the male hegemonic figures who usually embody authority.

"I don't agree with the schedule changes," says the blonde Marketing specialist. “The first day we agreed on a working modality, which was enough for just one more day to change all our plans, I cannot be adjusting my work obligations to how the weather is coming.”

“I think we all have tight work schedules and we are seeing how to adjust to this nice challenge that is presented to us’” one of the guys defends me.

“Well, it's none of my business, from the first day I've made sure that the organizational chart is respectful towards all parties” he outlines.

“No one here disrespected anyone, Caroline,” I tell her.

Then the door opens.

What the hell?

"I'm sorry," she says in a whisper and shows me some papers to sign.

She brings them to me and I notice that they are sealed.

"See, this is what I meant, we're in a meeting right now," the girl declares. It's already starting to piss me off.

"We respond to the people who hire us..." Nina outlines, which seems to be with the intention of defending me, although coming from her, I'm only able to understand it with a double edge.

"What is this?" I ask Lydia, seeing that it's about tickets to Milan.

She gestures to me to the video conference and I mute it while complaints are released through the earpiece.

"Mr. Ferrari is having a business dinner in Milan and wants you to accompany him as his official wife that night," she notifies me.

“Sorry?!”

"I thought you were aware of this."

His…

His wife…

I don't want to be someone's ‘wife', but attending as his official date makes my head spin.

Not long  ago he was happily married.

Why?

What does Leonard want? After a few days of living together and he already wants to go public when we don't even know that this can work.

"Will you sign the receipt of the tickets so I can confirm the flight?" Lydia asks me.

My pulse trembles, but I end up signing.

Not without first deserving a serious conversation. Especially with Joshua, who I haven't heard from in days and I still have books left in the apartment to go look for in addition to one of my suitcases.

"By the way," I ask Lydia. “Can you put me in touch with Joshua? Tell him I'll go to the apartment to get some items after lunch.”

"I'm sorry... But I can't," she adds.

“What? Has his phone number changed?”

“No… The new statute of the company says so. Communication with Mr. Joshua is prohibited. I'm sorry Iggy.”

“It's a joke right?”

“Rules of Mr. Ferrari's firm. The CEO makes the rules.”

WHAT THE HELL?!

"Lydia," I insist, thinking twice. “I should have read that statute before it goes into effect, I thought Caroline knew about these things. Please bring me a copy of that statute and terminate it immediately.”

“I cannot. The first rule prohibits it.”

S seriously?

Then I catch something else.

Everyone has been disconnected from the video conference.

What a crazy thing my life is becoming. I really thought I had it all balanced, but someone is balancing things for me!