My Only Boss

. Nevertheless, in a certain way, I felt joy, as the conversation with Thiago had eased me. His kiss confirmed that I

that belonging to Thiago's life was merely an illusion. Even though he had confessed that he was attracted to me, my mind kept shouting that it was all part of his game. And even if I wanted to fall for it, I couldn

reality. I wanted to believe it was Thiago, but

Thiago - I

t start with jo

o, but it doesn't matter anymore.

Your pregnancy isn't even noticeable, and you don't know

s child. Maybe it's the only thing that can save me from my terrible loneliness -

o give up what you've dreamed of because of it - my friend said and hu

savoring the taste of Thiago's lips still on mine. A sensa

ate. I had a heaviness in my head and an insistent sleep that dominated me. I half-opened my eyes and

agency - the m

e another kiss? -

want, but come

washed my face to

und his finger! Damn it!

n't impress him either. My face looked pale, and my eyes tired. The concealer didn't help much. For a moment, I felt de

t - I said to myself in complete frustration. U

e office. I felt his eyes on my unattractive silhouette. He looked me up and do

s agency, and your hair is disheveled - he said, wrapping his arm around my waist. I saw him furrowing his brow and touching my hair, dry from the low-qualit

that I had placed on his desk. Despite everythin

me. We established eye contact. I looked at his beard and his perfect nose. I couldn't tell if he was looking at me with disdain, desire,

ected excitement. I placed my hands on his neck desperately. He touched my right thigh and then took off my j

he asked, pulling away

? - I

want - he said

fraid someone might see us - Just

didn't have the courage. I decided to leave in a hurry. I pushed the door open and couldn't see if he turned around. I went to do what he had indicated and put on the most comfortable things I found. When I saw myself naked in front of the huge mirror in the dressing room, I could only focus on my belly. And even though my

tures? - she asked arrogantly

lem? - I heard Thiago's voice behind me. That was like my shield of defense

thers you that she tak

n there's no shoot - he interrupted me to address San

. I imagined the many times Thiago kissed the models because I couldn't believe that with a beaut

h a seductive boss's voice when h

o show her the photos. I was alone in the studio; it was already five in the afternoon, and all the workers were start

go said from the door. - Here's t

o me - I said with dignity. - Also, why are yo

u need it, don't be foolish - he said, holding my hands and putting the mone

e you doing this? -

o home safely, it's already very late, I'll spe

you, I also don'

ar each other. Just go - h

with a timid kiss on my cheek. I put the m