CEO and Money

alone, I didn't want to see my reflection in the rearview mirror and allow it to take me back down those winding roads. I arrived, stopping in front of the huge iron

hired, who stayed around the house, but they were always different, so much so that I barely knew their names. Their schedule was determined by the company that worked for me. I went straight to my room, took a shower and threw myself on the bed. Maybe it would have been a good idea to try to sleep soon, even though it was early and Saturday, but I insisted on picking up my la

rap, until I got irritated and dropped everything. It was more than obvious that it wouldn't get me anywhere, but I also wouldn't be able to sleep. It wasn't even midnight yet, and I was tossing and turning in bed, restless, as if there were fleas on it and not a very expensive sheet, 100% Egyptian cotton, with a 300 thread count. It was almost ridiculous. Picking up my cell phone, I made the decision I always made when that kind of thing happened: I called the agency that served me at those times, of which I was practically a VIP client. "Good evening, this is Nicolas Sodemberg." "Good evening, sir. The usual?" "Yes. I'll be at the usual place too, in forty

focused on changing something on my schedule on our shared calendar, and she seemed startled when I said good morning to her. When she turned her beautiful blue eyes toward me, I realized that it wasn't just the normal startle of someone who is distracted and hears a voice out of nowhere. The girl looked terrified. "Excuse me. Good morning, sir." There was none of the usual joking or casual tone. Diana was tense. I should have not worried, pretended not to have noticed, simply walked into my office and ignored it. I was just the boss, I didn't know her well, the woman could have any number of problems that would never be my concern. But Diana was always a source of joy to me. She always smiled when I arrived and seemed to tolerate my presence much

ny when it was not very widely wrapped. But it was not always possible. It was the price that power was charged, and I needed to accept it. They ... a

table, but I needed to vent with someone.- I want to be a father - the statement was made with such fierce certaint