Billionaire's Bed by luisavilaok (best color ereader TXT) 📖

And I hang up.

For heaven's sake, this girl!

"Lydia, what's wrong?" I ask her.

"I... It's just..." she tells me, she has already taken off the blessed pin. Mr.…Ferrari said that we clean the machine…because in an hour they will come to disassemble it. I didn't know that… "

“Dis-assemble it?"

"Yeah, Iggi, I'm sorry, I didn't know what to tell him, he's our new boss now. He is the CEO of the workshop and I did not know what else to do but accept.”

Are you fucking kidding?

I brace my hands on the computer desk and stare at it trying to call all the stars to help me contain myself.

"Lydia," I emphasize each syllable that comes out of my mouth.” Who is your boss here?”

“... Mr....”

”LYDIA. You have a BOSS. Tell me who it is.”

She doesn't seem very sure as she answers, rather she seems to be trying to satisfy me with her fearful and hesitant response:

”Y...you're my boss, Iggi…”

”Then why the hell didn't you tell me that Leonardo Ferrari is already making decisions about my workshop.”

I know that tomorrow I'll regret speaking to her in this tone, but I'm actually very furious with her.

”It's just that I thought that… He said that around noon he would come to install the digitized industrial machines. You always wanted that…”

Shit.

Shit, shit, shit.

Then my cell phone starts to vibrate in my pocket. Pulling it out, I find an incoming call from Joshua. What is he doing? He should be working, it is forbidden to use it during this time, what is happening?

"Okay, you can go," I tell her.

"Iggi, did you clean the machine? Do I let them disassemble it when they arrive?”

I take a deep breath, feeling that it's too early to feel like my head might explode.

"Do what you have to do," I finally give in and she walks away.

Already looking for Joshua's voice to transmit some calm to me, I reply in a worried tone:

"Joshua, is everything okay?"

Although the sensations sprout in me a thousand times when I hear him answer me:

”Iggi? Iggi…”

”Yes, is something wrong? Why are you calling me at this hour?”

”I would have expected it from anyone, but from you? It's a joke? Please tell me that is not true. Please tell me it isn't!”

Oh oh.

For an instant I feel that my eyes are clouded and the world begins to burn.