Chapter 9

At the end of breakfast, I go to work, Patricia guides me to our boss's room, when I enter, my mouth opens exaggeratedly. The room is huge and majestic, it is painted in a dark tone, I can assure that the tone is gray, the bed is huge, it has a shelf that covers the entire wall full of books, the bedside table is black and it has a lamp with chocolate mahogany designs, it also has visible comfortable sofas in black, the windows are huge and the whole place is perfect.

I let myself admire the place and I start to clean, seeing the messy bed I frown, he was with that woman here and then he kissed me. Furious, I remove the sheets and curse when I feel the smell of his perfume, it is delicious and manly, that smell awakens the sensation of my body and transports me to those thoughts that I should not have, that man is a shameless man who only wants to take advantage of me.

After cleaning the room to get out of there and no longer think about that scoundrel man, I go down to the kitchen, Patricia already has lunch ready. I enter and a delicious smell welcomes me.

"You arrived on time, the lasagna is served." I smile excitedly, I am fascinated by lasagna, it is one of my favorite dishes. I follow her into the dining room and sit at the table, taking a bite of my lasagna and gasping in ecstasy.

“This is delicious, it is one of my favorite dishes,” I confess, “it works out very well for me,” I enjoy that delicacy as if it were the first time that I am eating it, “you are an excellent cook, Patricia. Congratulations!” The woman looks at me, proud of the compliment I have paid her.

"It's nothing sweetheart, enjoy it and I'm very glad you like it." I obey, of course I'm enjoying this delicious delicacy.

"How long have you been working for Mr. Meyer?" I look at her.

“About 10 years,” I raise my eyebrows, that's a long time, “he pays me well so I'm not complaining,” she shrugs, “I don't just cook here, when he has a company meeting, I'm the one who supervises the kitchen.” I look at her in amazement.

"Wow, you are doing well with the man."

She nods smiling, “the truth is that, he has been very good for me, he is a great boss,” I can't help but laugh with amusement, that woman is very blind, she doesn't know that her boss is not what he seems.

At the end of the day, I say goodbye to Patricia and I go to the university, I have Architectural drawing at the first hour and I am late, today I must present a project and if I do not arrive at the time I should, they will not accept it. I run as fast as I can and when I see my friends off campus I breathe a sigh of relief knowing that I am not late.

"You should buy a car," Will advises me, "you can't ride these," he hugs me and kisses my head. Will is in love with me, but I always push him away, I love him as a friend and not as a couple, fortunately he accepts it, although whenever he has the opportunity he reminds me that he is willing to have a serious relationship with me.

"Teddy, you should listen to him, I don't like you being around so late, it's dangerous," I smile looking at Rusa, she's my friend, she's crazy, but she always supports me and never leaves me, she's always there for me, just like my Darling and Will.

“I don't have money for that, you know, besides,” I look at them amused, “you pay for my Uber, I'm not complaining,” I laugh when they huffed, “come on, we must present the work,” the three of us headed to the Architectural Drawing room.

As always, the teacher arrives just in time and starts the class immediately, each one of us presents our design. I worked on a design for a beach house, it has two floors, it was made of concrete and mostly has glass, its design is contemporary, quite modern and stylish, the rooms have a minimalist design and the bathrooms are more rustic in design.

After presenting my design and getting the best grade, I go with my friends to the construction system class and after this we give all that we have to until we finish all the classes. Tired and taking advantage of the last free hour I have, I sit down with my friends to talk.

“Simone went to the bar on Friday?” Rusa ask, “I couldn't go on the weekend,” she added, regretfully, “he really wanted to go and have fun,” I smile, I appreciate that it wasn't, I wouldn't have liked her to have witnessed what happened with Mr. Meyer.

“Quiet, nothing happens, you were with your boyfriend,” I reassure her so that she doesn't feel bad, “I'll try to take him again, apparently last time he had a great time,” I smiled when I remembered how happy he was to have Yazahib Meyer as a companion.

"I do sign up," assures Will, "I have to see you dance," he winks at me, I smile with amusement, he's crazy, “it's not good for everyone to look at you except me, I deserve it more than them,” he hugs me and kisses my head.

"You're an exaggerated person, Will, you don't just want to see. You want to touch and enjoy,” he looks into my eyes, his face is very close to mine, and then he smile.

“I also deserve that, I would like to touch you and go crazy,” he brings his face closer to mine, quickly I turn my face away and he kiss my cheek, “you are torturing me Daniel, what should I do to make you listen to me?” I sigh, he knows perfectly well, I don't want a relationship with him or anyone.

"Will, don't be silly," Rusa asks him. "Don't be so insistent, man, you're going to tire her." He nods while hugging me.

"Daniel," I hear a deep voice with an annoyed tone, when I turn, Yazahib is looking at me with an angry expression, “tell him to let go of you,” he orders with a pressed jaw.

I look at him reproachfully, “why would I do something like that? He's my friend, you shouldn't be here,” he walks quickly in our direction and pulls me, forcibly separates me from Will, my friends look at him in disbelief, before them is the most imposing man in all of America.

"Don't play with me," he warns me in a threatening tone, "get in the car," he orders me, "I won't repeat it twice."

I smile haughtily and cross my arms, "I will not do what you ask, I will not go with you" I hear him growl and shortly after, I was on air, he throws me on his shoulder and without caring about the looks of everyone present, he takes my bag and goes to his car, all at once. “I don't want to go with you,” I struggle to get him to put me down, but he doesn't, he puts me in the car and closes the door with force, I try to open it to get out, but it's impossible. He sits behind the wheel and without saying anything he drives off. "What's wrong with you? I didn't want to come with you, leave me here, please Mr. Meyer,” he accelerates the car and glares at me.

"I told you to call me by my name, I told you we would have dinner and we will do that, I warned you that you were mine, no one can touch you and that idiot was hugging you, I'm furious" he growls, breathing heavily.