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──────⊰-☆-⊱────── A week after… Morgana checked everything for the fifth time, she wanted everything to be perfect. Centauro & Co Industries had been quite a challenge since it was their first foray into tequila and if everything had been as planned. She would have already won the advertising campaign for the new product. It was a vodka that the company had been working on for the past week. It was no secret that Morgana was one of the most promising executives at SM Business Inc, mainly because she was one of the most effective. She had the ability to respond to the needs of her clients in a way that was both spontaneous and professional. Her client portfolio backed her up. She was proud of that. However, she had no intention of being with the company forever. The highest step she could take would be to become a partner in the firm. But that was not going to happen. That was why she wanted to work on what she dreamed of doing, which was having her own brand. But so far, she had no
──────⊰·☆·⊱──────“I can't believe my life has become so miserable, everything is topsy-turvy,” complained Morgana over the video call with her friend Lorena, while stranded in traffic at five o'clock in the afternoon in the city.“All you have to do is look him in the face and tell him once and for all that he can go to hell itself”.“It's not as easy as you think,” she tapped the steering wheel twice to sound the horn. “I just tried it, and the idiot threatened me”.“What do you mean?”, her friend has, upset. “Why the hell didn't you tell me anything?”“The truth is that I didn't want to burden you with my problems, you already have enough with your mother's illness,” she excused herself.“What you say is absurd, Morgana,” Lorena reproached her, “But you still haven't answered what that idiot Joe is threatening you with”.Morgana thought about it for a moment, even though she had been living that ordeal for three months, she was ashamed to talk about it. But in that instant, she was
──────⊰·☆·⊱──────Morgana was opening the door to her modest office, having finished her presentation in the boardroom. Everything went better than planned, although for a moment she thought she wouldn't make it. Since she hadn't been able to sleep the night before, Joe Carson's offensive words echoed in her head.However, she turned his anxiety and uneasiness into something productive. As she was in the habit of doing. The soft knock on the door brought her out of her thoughts.“It's finally Friday!” Lorena came in and sat down in the armchair in front of Morgana's desk.“Yes, I was really looking forward to the weekend,” Morgana gestured with her mouth. “The truth is that I'm a little tired, you don't know how I long to get home and take a shower in the bathtub with a nice glass of wine”. “Is that your plan for today?”, questioned the newcomer. “Since when did you become so boring? I thought you'd be joining me tonight”.“Where to?”, Morgana did not remember anything.“Today is Mr.
──────⊰·☆·⊱──────The impression was so weird, that without saying that she had accepted his uncle's proposal to go to study at a business school in Miami, she left without saying anything that same morning. But that was not all, because she was the protagonist of another surreal scene. The weekend, when she arrived home for a visit after months. She found his mother pregnant, and that his parents had remarried.When she confronted her uncle, with whom she kept in touch, but he worked on oil rigs in the middle of nowhere. He told her that he had been as surprised as she was, but that love had very strange ways of manifesting itself.“Maybe that's why I'm alone!”.Morgana remembered her uncle's words to him that day, after she had experienced that episode with Joe, she thought if she was going to follow her uncle's path.She shook her head, and when she opened the door of his apartment he found Sultana, his dachshund. She had been given to him by Sergio, a very special friend she had,
──────⊰·☆·⊱──────Arthur had a faraway look on his face, as he took a sip of his whiskey shot, letting the amber liquid run down his throat. He wanted a little break, after a busy day.“What a look on your face, man,” Micah said by way of greeting, at the same time patting his shoulder.He glared at the newcomer, then gestured for him to sit down next to him.“It's all bullshit,” he replied, shaking his head, and placing the empty glass on the bar counter.“What do you mean?” “When it's one thing, it's another,” Arthur shrugged. “Sometimes, even all together”Micah motioned to the barman to pour him a drink and join his friend.“What is it now?” He asked, before raising his drink and making a toast gesture.“Women!” exclaimed Arthur. “Some are a walking complication, but for some strange reason, necessary.”“All women?,” Micah questioned, motioning with his hands to put quotation marks, “Or are you referring to a specific woman? Because of that bad mood of yours, I take it you're ref
──────⊰·☆·⊱──────“Come on Arthur! I'm not the only one who enjoys a beautiful woman at his side”. He winked. There are others who get better benefits than getting in her lap.“You're a fucking bastard!” Arthur let out a laugh.On the latter, Micah was absolutely right. He owed his lifestyle and comfort to his group of friends who contributed to it. Chief among them was Jennifer. Who helped him acquire the penthouse at Gables Estates in Coral Gables. One of the most luxurious areas of Miami, and her BMW Eight Series Concept. According to what she said, it was one for her birthday, and the other for their relationship anniversary. Sometimes I thought that woman in his life weighed more than a shackle.In his relationship with the congressman's wife, not everything was so bad. In bed, she knew how to please him completely. There was a time when he thought he was completely in love with her. But knowing that she belonged to another man and that he was just a slip of the woman, made him o
──────⊰·☆·⊱──────Morgana had always been surrounded by gallant men, but like the man who had kissed her hand, she never thought it was possible. Such experiences only exist in romantic movies.«Oh my God, I’ve run into Mr. Darcy!»She scoffed, seeing Arthur’s theatrical attitude. Referring to the protagonist of the story Pride and Prejudice. Written by Jane Austen.“I feel a bit ignored,” said a voice.Everyone turned to see where the complaint came from.“This is my partner and friend Micah Sabag,” Arthur said, motioning for the Israeli to move a little closer to the group.“Sabag?” Albert gritted his teeth and held out his hand. “You're from the shipping company, right?”“Yes, I am,” he responded with a smile.The shipping company was one of Arthur's businesses, hidden from Jennifer. For that reason, Micah was the legal representative of the company.“I saw you at one of the merchants' association meetings a few months ago”.It could not be denied that Albert had a very good memor
──────⊰·☆·⊱──────Before Joe could retort rudely to her friend, Morgana decided it was time to do something, because the atmosphere was very tense.“I'll be back in a moment,” she informed them, taking advantage of a waitress coming in her direction to put the two glasses on her.“Where are you going?” Lorena asked very softly.“I'm going to the bathroom for a moment, I promise I won't be long”.She turned around before her friend could say anything. For the third time that night, she felt Joe's voice very close.“Morgana, don't think you'll get rid of me so easily, you little thing”.“Leave me alone!”“No way, babe. Don't dream it”, he said.“Piss off, Joe”.She practically ran out to the bathroom, as she closed the door she rested her head on the material, and placed her purse on her chest.«How could it possibly have come to this?!»«How did I fall into the clutches of this man?!»«What will I do now?!»She questioned herself, she couldn't afford a scandal. Lorena had been on the v