CEO Fake Wedding

— And what exactly do you want to talk to him about? - It's a long story. — Heavy sigh. — We have time, sit down. — He points to the chair in front of his desk. - I really can? — I question.

ested woman I idealized her to be, or is she acting like a good girl? If so, I must congratulate her, as she deserves the Oscar for being a good actress. I go straight to my house and, upon arriving, I find my niece playing on the living room rug. I stop for a few seconds to contemplate this vision, a naive child playing, without worrying about the evil in the world. I can't deny it, it's beautiful to see. Charlotte notices my presence, looks at me and smiles, then she comes running towards me. —Uncle Noah! — She screams and hugs my legs. I don't really know what to do or how to behave, I've never had a child so close to me like that. — Hi, Charlotte. — I greet her, dryly, but the little girl doesn't seem to mind. - Let's have a dinner together? Mom and I always waited for Dad for dinner. — Small eyes shine when talking about their parents. I feel something strange, uncomfortable when she talks like that, I see that she is alone, just like I have been my whole life. I nod, I can't contemplate the idea of ​​saying no to this girl. — Let's go, I'm just going to take a shower, okay? — I'll wait and watch cartoons. — She runs away, jumping around the room. I go up the stairs and go into my room, this is my true refuge. I like being in the company, but the tranquility that my room brings me is comforting. The decoration in dark tones shows exactly how I am inside, dark. I take off my jacket, throwing it on the armchair and untying my tie, also taking it off. I walk to the balcony door and open it, letting the fresh night air hit my face. I close my eyes, enjoying the fresh wind, strangely the image of that woman comes into my head, her bright eyes and her sweet way of speaking. I immediately open my eyes and shake my head from side to side. Why am I thinking about her? More than c