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

NARRATED BY LEONARDO

An arranged marriage is always an announcement of chaos. It seems to be all that is needed to not involve sentimental issues or similar aspects that end up shitting you, because that is how things are announced from the beginning, of course! But what people often don't understand is that every marriage is, to a greater or lesser extent, an arrangement.

People who agree on what they are going to give up of their lives, what they are going to give up, in exchange for being able to obtain a kind of benefit such as children, a common home and a family, boys to tuck in at night, give them a kiss of good night and accompany someone in bed with whom you decide to share intimacy. If that means a gain for both people, today it is not something frequent, in fact, it is less and less likely.

In my case, I made an agreement for economic reasons, to achieve the shareholders' decision, to have repercussions at a social level, and to opt for material reasons and we ended up in a strange fusion of feelings of love and hate in equal parts, which led to my estrangement definitive of that woman.

Until time determined that loneliness was not an option in my opinion. I could never opt for that.

What kind of man does not tolerate his own loneliness and the reasons that could leave him completely helpless? When you have so much to rejoice in, people who approach you out of interest tend to be frequent, that supposed admirer who finds you at an entrepreneurial dinner or in a business talk saying that he has been following you all his life and ends up wanting to get a check from you for funds for his own business, thus contaminating any words we may have crossed. Or those friends who accompany you everywhere, who offer to follow you wherever you go and then come out with the fact that they are going to get divorced and need a hand to start over. Also, the women who come only for money, there are plenty of those, like the girls who wait at the Terrazza bar, until I found Gigi in this one, that delicious redhead who seemed to be so different from the others, by showing me that she is really different, that she has other intentions that are far from what is commonly believed.

That alone was enough to finally discover that my assumptions were completely true: she was very different from all the others, or at least, from all the women who had approached me in recent years.

I would not let her go easily, not without having fought for her, because a company that allows your interests and goals to be enhanced will always be the right company to establish perspective.

That is why, if another man who is a true idiot, is making her suffer and restricting her potentialities, does not leave her alone, I will be willing to do everything as long as he lets her go once and for all.

Joshua has potential because, beyond his stupidity, he has aspects that guide him, that he likes, that he is passionate about and he bets on that beyond everything. Coffee shops and video games. So my money and ending a relationship where his partner has always been like a mother to him will help him to grow up once and for all, and if he doesn't, it's because he's definitely the ultimate bastard. It's beyond repair and Gigi will thank me sooner or later.

“I was able,” Joshua tells me after I answer the call in which I specified how to make the deposit of the money. Never before had he cashed a check, made a withdrawal, or seen so many figures in his account. It is not a loss for me at all, on the contrary, it can only be translated into investment as long as Gigi is involved. It is time for her to be happy.

"Fine," I reply. “Use that money responsibly.”

“A video game store.”

“What?”

“An online store.”

"And the cafeteria plan? Wasn't that your dream?”

“I think the other will be more profitable and I will be able to perform professionally something that I like.”

"My goodness, are you sure?"

“One hundred percent.”

"Well... Tell me in a few months how things are going for you. Meanwhile, we never had this conversation, okay?”

“What conversation?”

"Now I have to go meet her.”

"I'd rather you didn't tell me what you're doing, she's still the love of my life.”

"While you put someone else to bed, asshole."

"Did she tell you?"

“It was not necessary. Now do what you have to do and disappear from her life forever.”

I hang up.

And I discover that this is the opportunity I have to do things right, that the sushi with her favorite pieces has an effect and that my spies do not fail that she remains completely alone in the workshop to impress her, to ask her for a new opportunity and make every penny paid for her love worth it.

Damn, I've definitely fallen in love… And I hope I don't end up with a broken heart, but something tells me it's inevitable!