The Müller family lawyer says goodbye with a "see you soon," leaving businessman Adal Müller filled with fury because the inheritance his grandfather left in the will is unjust. It's now the 21st century, and the family no longer has to force their children to marry. Adal's parents try to encourage him with wise words, telling him to look on the bright side and consider himself lucky to be the heir to the entire Müller fortune. It's not easy to find a girl who wants to marry him, so he should be grateful that his grandfather only put that condition in his will instead of requiring a son. His parents keep talking about the matter, and the last straw was when they told him he had to get married, but the lawyer couldn't find out about it, or else it would be a complete fraud and the inheritance would go to the animal foundation.
The whispers of his parents caused the businessman to leave the office as if the devil was chasing him because he didn't want to unleash his anger on them. It was enough that his grandfather had caused all this trouble. "Marriage...Marriage...Marriage," he kept shouting incessantly, the lawyer's words echoing in his head, driving him to a state of exasperation and losing his mind.
Unplanned, he drove to the company and locked himself in his office, pacing back and forth, trying to find a solution to all his problems. He had the option of continuing on his path without the inheritance, or taking a break and looking for the ideal girl to get the inheritance his grandfather left him. After thinking about the pros and cons, he lost his mind and started knocking down everything in his path, which worried his employees. With great courage, his secretary risked entering, aware that her presence could have consequences as her boss was out of control.
In a low and trembling voice, she asked him if he needed her help or if he had any problems she could assist with. He wanted to shout at her for her audacity and at the same time unleash his fury on her, but he stopped in time and told her to leave for her own good, that it wasn't the time to talk or ask for help.
Again, she insisted and told him that his friend, lawyer Alfonso, had called and said he would be back in a couple of minutes. He was delayed by traffic, and he asked not to be fired because he was a good vice president. He stayed silent for a moment, analyzing his secretary's words. "Will you marry me?" Those were Adal's desperate words.
The poor girl was in shock at her boss's crazy proposal, but his gestures and tone of voice were not joking at all. She reacted, hoping there was no smile on his face. Her eyes widened, her face turned reddish, and her legs trembled.
Adal deciphered her reaction, as everything sounded absurd, and he apologized before retracting and confessing that if she didn't marry him, everything he had would be lost; the company, money, and present and future business. Every word he spoke sounded like the end of the world, but suddenly, the girl had the idea that not everything could be lost, as she wouldn't help him and wouldn't accept his tempting proposal because she was getting married to her fiancé in a couple of months, but that didn't mean she couldn't introduce him to someone special who would be willing to accept, he just needed to pay.
He felt embarrassed to hear that his secretary was getting married, and his desperate proposal made him feel foolish until he regretted it and apologized, saying that he never asked if she was single.
"No, you shouldn't apologize. I appreciate your trust," she shook her head. "That's why you should consider that my trusted friend should be your wife, and not just any woman who might take advantage of what you have. Think about it. The time of our marriage would be until you have everything under your control."
Her proposal was very good, and it even made him think for a few seconds, but when he was about to answer, his friend appeared out of nowhere, entering unannounced. Suddenly, the atmosphere became tense, Adal cleared his throat after telling his secretary that he would think about it and that he would need a lot of discretion. She nodded and ran out of there, leaving her boss with his friend.
Alfonso exploded after the secretary left his friend's office, blaming him for the disaster he had caused in the entire office, demanding an explanation. However, Adal grunted and walked to the corner cabinet, where he would find any drink to forget his harsh reality.
"I'm ruined. My world has completely collapsed, and I don't think I can recover from this."
Gisela Ascher is an affable, shy, and beautiful girl, both inside and out. At thirty years old, she has not achieved the things she would have wished for. She was born in Florence, Italy, but nowadays, she is living in Berlin with the purpose of helping her parents out of the great poverty they were in. Since she arrived in Berlin, she has dedicated most of her time to work and work, at first finding part-time jobs until after five years, she fortunately found a permanent job as the manager of the photocopying area in a small law firm. However, for her family, she is a great businesswoman. She lies out of shame to avoid being criticized and pointed out for being a failure, not by her parents, but by her friends.
Being the manager of the photocopying area is not enough for her, as her expenses have increased a lot, mostly due to the monthly allowance she sends to her parents. The monthly expenses are too frustrating for her, and that's why she had no choice but to leave the apartment she had for years to look for another shared and economical apartment. However, that's not enough, and she feels like she's on the edge of the abyss, but not everything is lost, as when she left work, she met her apartment neighbor, and without filters, she proposed the salvation to all her problems.
"Marriage with benefits!"
+GISELA+Stepping out of my daily routine, I run into my roommate. She knows where I work, but I'm surprised to see her waiting for me. I won't deny that I'm scared because it's the first time I've seen her, and she's insisting on talking to me at a cafeteria rather than in the apartment.Could she be asking me to leave her apartment? God, please don't let her kick me out now! She has many opportunities to survive, especially now that she's marrying a businessman - that's what I've heard from her own mouth.Ah, I don't even have the chance to catch a glimpse of anything. It's all work and work, and exhaustion has caught up with me. I don't know when I'll stop, but my reward might be knowing that my parents aren't suffering from hunger and that they won't be kicked out of their own home for not being able to pay taxes. Ash, it hurts to think about how much of a liar I've become, how I don't have the courage to tell them that I don't have any important job and that I don't make triple w
No... She can't be serious. I look her in the eyes and I don't believe it. The girl in front of me is proposing that I marry her boss. Do I have a sign on my forehead that says how desperate I am? "Do you consider me your friend?" I question with wide eyes. At the exact moment, I see her nod like crazy, I grab my purse, open it, and in a couple of seconds, I manage to pull out the small mirror that I always carry with me. I look at myself, and I burst out laughing when I see that I don't have any sign that says I'm dying to get more money than I earn. "What are you looking for?" she asks, sounding worried. "Are you feeling okay?" I try to believe that she wants to help me, but a part of me tells me that she's either joking or that she just wants me as her plan B, since she can't marry her boss. No... I need to know why she didn't ask me for something else. Well, she can't ask me to marry her boss and especially not to leave my house! I'll accept if her proposal is a job, but getti
God, I feel caught between a rock and a hard place. I can't even go commit a robbery because I'm terrible at that. "No, I'm sorry, but I don't think it's advisable for me to let you go in the state you're in, especially when I'm the one who caused you to fall to the ground," I say to the man, thinking I had moved away from him, but he's still so close. "Tell me, do you have any problems I can help you with? I'm really sorry about what happened." What? It's not like it's the end of the world. Is he really worried about me? I come to a sudden stop, and before it's too late, I'll make it clear to the big man who, for some reason, affects me with his presence. Once again, I'm close to him, and I tell him that he doesn't have to worry, that the fault could be shared, as I didn't have the opportunity to see the person in front of me, all because of looking at my phone. "Don't look at me like that, I'm telling you the truth." "Why are your hands shaking? Seriously, you should see a doc
What...? You're crazy Gisela, how dare you ask the stranger if he wants to accompany you, it's too obvious that he has problems and I have them too, yet here I am like a stupid waiting for the stranger to be the prince of the story. I shake my head and push away the thoughts from my imprudent consciousness, for now I don't need him to scold me, although he has put me in my place, as I now know what I need to do. "Do you think you could be in danger?" he says in a worried tone, alarming me with his good intentions towards me, I feel like he is not a man who would try to hurt me. "No..." I quickly shake my head, "what I mean is that there is no need for you to stay here any longer, I also have something urgent to do, so goodbye" I stutter, and before I can stop it, my cheeks start to burn and I turn around with a bit of discretion. "Again, thank you, although you didn't have to worry about me." "Hey, wait... please" I ignore his insistent call and like a crazy person, I climb the st
+Omniscient narrator+ For a moment, Adal Müller felt relieved upon hearing from his secretary that the girl he had recommended had accepted and was only waiting for him to indicate the time and place for them to talk and plan their contract marriage. One thing was on his mind - he could use the girl who would be his wife for special events, all for appearances, but he couldn't consider her his true wife. If there was one thing he was clear about with arranged marriages, it was that emotions would eventually ruin it. Adal took a big sip of his whisky as he pondered the pros and cons of the marriage until he suddenly came up with a couple of ideas to establish it in the contract. Without saying a word to his secretary, he went straight to his desk, got comfortable, and quickly took a pen to write down the main rules to maintain absolute control of the contract. A girl who has no feelings for him, who has no sexual desires, who does not fall in love, who always remembers that everythi
"Yes, I want to apologize for being late. It's not an excuse, but I had to ask for permission from my job and..." She trailed off as she realized she was rambling. "Please, sit down. Would you like some coffee? Tea?" He asked in a nervous tone. "Water, please," she pleaded, having run too much. "You can get comfortable on the couch, and we'll move to the table later." Gisela nodded, walked in that direction, and elegantly sat down on the cushioned couch, crossing her legs. The silky red fabric rose a little, offering Adal a good view of her smooth, athletic legs, or at least that's what her body showed to any pair of eyes trying to delight in them. "Snacks?" He asked politely, trying to be cordial. "No, thank you," she shook her head. "Are you sure?" Adal insisted, trying to be a gentleman. "Yes." Totally perplexed by the woman he didn't want to have any physical contact with, he started to bring her a glass of water. They looked at each other for a moment, letting the silen
+Gisela+ It took me a long time to decide, my pillow didn't let me think much, since it came to my mind that my grandmother will need more money for my father and his needs. Lucero's words kept going through my mind until I hit rock bottom and felt that my only way out was to sell my life to the devil, to that old man who would get me out of all my problems. However, I never imagined that the person I was waiting for was the same person I crashed into in front of the café. I remember perfectly what I said before she left the apartment; I told her that I would marry her boss, that I had no choice but to sell my dignity because I have nothing. Desperation has driven me to make that drastic decision. Her response was that everything I do is out of the love I feel for my parents, showing that I am capable of anything to not leave them on the street. Today, while at work, I received a sudden call from Lucero, telling me that my meeting would be today and that I could not make excuses or
I grabbed the pen and immediately signed the damn contract; at this point, it's useless to make things difficult for myself. "Okay, it's signed. Now, can you tell me what comes next?" I slid the document and pen to his side. "I expect a copy of this document, as I don't want to deal with a fraudster or someone who wants to harm me." "What?" He opens his eyes wide. "That must be a joke. I would never hurt you or deceive you. Remember, this is a business deal, and you can't tell anyone about it except for my secretary, who recommended you." "My intentions are not to offend you. I just want to be straightforward." "Yes, that's direct. I don't know what indirect is," he babbles. "What did you say?" "Nothing," he shakes his head. "The next step is that I'll give you this card, so you can send me messages. You'll receive information about everything we'll do from now on." "Perfect. If you need another meeting, please schedule it after work, as I doubt they'll give me permission to le