Dominate me by Julia Romush (most read books txt) 📖

A chubby man pushed me in the back and claimed that everything would be fine. But what could be good now if my knees are shaking with terror.

When in my own stupidity I had tell everything in front of a hundred people at a press conference, and then it will all go on for a long, long time. And in general, they will forget sometime? It's like a brand of reputation. I erased it from Klimov and translated it on myself as a tattoo.

"Do you remember what to say?". The last time I heard Pavlov's voice, and I only had the strength to nod. - Do not let me down.

It was easy for him to place such a responsibility on me. But I also had to deal with the consequences of my own actions.

"Good afternoon", I said, as if I had entered another universe when I was blinded by flashes, "my name is Mia."

I was short of air, everything flickered before my eyes. Such excitement, confused. If it weren't for Klimov, who got up and put me in the next chair, I could have fallen.

"Tell me, it's all true ..."

"Your words are true ..."

"What connects you with ..."

"This is a joke ..."

"Wait a minute", I cleared my throat, "thank you for coming here ..."

I didn't know how to start. I only saw what popular actors did on TV, but I was not one of them, so everything was wild and strange. It seems to me that I even heard a wave of laughter walk through the hall, but I was not sure. I was already too worried.

"Actually", I mustered up the courage to decide to take matters into my own hands, it was just the moment when I could and should have fixed everything, "you are all gathered here to hear that I want to take responsibility for my words. For my thoughtless joke ..."

At that moment, the hall froze. There was silence. Everyone was waiting for me to continue and for what to say. I even practically felt how tense Klimov was.

"Probably, I have a very peculiar sense of humor", I smiled nervously, "I was told about it many times. It was the cause of the scandal, which does not even have a basis. Maybe I'm the one who doesn't fit the company, if it's the reason ..."

"What do you mean?"

"Do you work in Klimov's holding?"

And if before I was not lying, I thickened the paint a bit at the expense of what I was a hen, now it's time to turn on my acting talent.

While driving in the car, I memorized the information told me by Genady. The legend he invented. Fictional reality.

"I'm a full-time translator", I smiled. "I've been with the company for over a year. Although I am not a priority employee, but my immediate superior fell ill, and I had to fly to Germany for talks", everyone listened and afraid to miss anything, "and I was invited to yesterday's meeting not as a companion, but as a translator - Secretary. As a direct participant in the negotiations. As a person who received information from the original source. It was necessary for me to supplement the information that Mr. Klimov had ..."

I paused and looked down. Nobody still dared to speak. Silence was broken only by clicks of cameras.

"I was mistaken for his bride by some misunderstanding", I stammered again, uttering the biggest lie of my life, "and I denied it in a rather peculiar manner. I said that Mr. Klimov was almost married ... because I was sure of it. He is an outstanding, handsome man. I didn't even have a doubt that he definitely has a serious relationship and ... I did not hint at myself."

"And you have a relationship?"

"Who are you with?"

"What is your relationship?"

"You are not married ..."

"Even if she's not married", came a familiar voice from the side, which I'd rather never hear in my life, "but that doesn't stop Mia from being in a serious and long-lasting relationship ..."

I was so stunned that I couldn't control my emotions. My eyes darted around the room, like a hunted rabbit, and only at the end did I stop at Artem's face.

His expression resembled a mask. Strict and emotionless.

I saw Artem purse his lips. How he took a deep breath.

"Timur ...". I exhaled abruptly as soon as the boy approached me and sat down on the next chair. And then got up a little and moved closer. The guy didn't pay attention to me. Anyway, didn't show it to the public.

"I asked my father to arrange my girlfriend in his company, while ...", he coughed, "I finished my studies in Germany. But here I am back. And very well", he smiled, "who would have thought that it was in the midst of a scandal."

" It's true?". There was a friendly rumble from the hall. I froze and did not know what to say. I looked in horror at Klimov, and felt his hand grip my knee in pain.