My Millionaire Boss

dn't deceive myself. And words really could imprison or free you. They had power. And at that moment, I didn't know what they were doing to me. But saying it out loud made more tears flow from

them. The man touched his hat, taking it off and wiping the sweat from his forehead with his arm. - Of course it is. But if you need anything, you know where to find me. I touched the brim of my own hat when S. Arnold waved to me, and I returned to my own lands. I stopped at the big house, which belonged to my parents. Even though all those lands were mine, I didn't think it was fair to leave my family out. So I had left the big house to them, along with my brothers. I had built my little corner, which was inside the property, but a little further away. When I decided to do this, my mother almost had a heart problem, not wanting to see me far from home, as if a few meters away were on the other side of the world. But I managed to convince her, and I built a house for myself. It wasn't as big as the one in front of me, but it was perfect for me. I stopped in front of the stairs, tied Storm nearby where there was grass to graze. I stopped next to him, placing my hand between his eyes and he stared at me. - I will be back in a moment. The horse made a small gesture with its head. I always said that he understood me, and talked to me. And little signs, even if they weren't what I really wanted, made me believe it. I took off my hat and went straight into the kitchen, where I could hear the shouting that was my family together. — You arrived just in time, son. My mother was already middle aged, in her fifties, but she seemed to get more beautiful every day. Her body was thin, her hair was white, always very well tied up and wrapped in a white cap. She always had an apron around her body too, as she was always in the kitchen preparing delicious dishes. She took a plate from the cupboard and served it with rice that was filling the air with its delicious aroma and handed it to me. I placed a kiss on the top of her head and sat down next to her at the table. My father was sitting at the end, watching everyone eat. And I stopped for a while, doing the same thing as him. He was an old ma