Chelsea was thoughtful, only imagining the awkward afternoon she would have to spend at the company; As Fred was saying goodbye to her in the car, his mind was wandering about Steve's behavior at that lunch. Why did he agree to eat with her and Fred? Didn't what they'd experienced in Montreal mean anything to him? She was downcast, hadn't realized that she had set her expectations too high: "What did you expect Chelsea, that he would welcome you with open arms and turn around with you in his arms like in the movies? What an idiot you were! Of course that wasn't going to happen, he has a girlfriend and he's the head of the company and you're just his assistant," she lashed out at herself.Chelsea already knew that meeting Steve that day would be difficult, but she never expected him to ignore her the way he did as soon as Larissa showed up there. She had discovered feelings on that trip that she had never had with anyone else, she was exploring a wilder side of herself that she didn

The week continues to be full of sneaky encounters between Chelsea and Steve. At times they kiss, touch, give in to desire. Feeling that they can be discovered at any moment raises their adrenaline and causes more pleasant sensations in them. Finally everything seems to be happening in the best way, Chelsea is happy in Steve's arms although, she can't help but feel a little guilty knowing that it is a hidden, forbidden love; He has an engagement with Larissa and she, bad or good, with Fred, who also does not stop sending her beautiful messages and details to try to win her over. But who can choose whom to love and claim to be victorious? Love chooses us, not us. The weekend is the only time they can't see each other so constantly, and that Saturday in addition to being a day of rest for both Chelsea and Steve, will be full of big and unexpected surprises. Steve woke up a little after ten o'clock in the morning, his father Hugh, on the contrary, got up very early; Despite it bein

"Did you dare to call him?" Gustavo asked when he saw what his friend had just done. "Really, are you sure you're my triki? You weren't abducted by aliens, were you? ""I think that being without you during those days helped me to put into practice everything you had been telling me month after month, day after day, hour after hour."OMG! Now I've lost my only friend I could call out to. Well, let's get you ready because you have to look fabulous for when your sponsor arrives."Stop saying that, if I'm hanging out with Fred and because he's gentlemanly and thoughtful."Linda, don't be naïve, all mens are and I exclude myself OK. They are chivalrous and tender whenever they seek to conquer us and I include myself in this part, but after they get the reverse triangle or the black hole, they leave us looking everywhere. "I don't think Fred is that kind of guy. He looks different."Well, I just want you to get regal, and take a thousand selfies, send them to me that I'll post so th

The more she thought about it, the more hatred and anger grew in Larissa, angry? even that didn't cover a part of what she was feeling at the time, it was anger that was growing from within, she was furious because on the one hand, Steve thought she was dumb and he was wanting to leave her as the crazy girl who sees ghosts where there are none, and secondly, that shitty assistant was believing she had the authority to take her man right in front of her very eyes, she definitely had no idea who Larissa Hamilton was, but she would take it upon herself to prove it to him as close as possible. If she could, she would have thrown Steve the first object she had at hand because she knew that Chelsea would never be able to get close to him if he didn't let her, but she knew that if she did that, it was her sure ticket to separation and she couldn't allow it. She had long since determined that she would be Steve Bullock's wife, and she was willing to do anything to get it. She walked as fast

Chelsea took a deep breath and walked out behind her. She walked to the office, Stephanie announced her to her boss, and she walked in."Sit down, Miss Smith. We have to talk about a rather sensitive issue. Chelsea's heart raced fast, her hands began to sweat. Hugh's gaze this time was different, and the tone of his voice a little hostile. "Yes, Mr. Bullock, tell me—""As I've told my son on several occasions, I consider you to be one of Steve's best assistants”. Chelsea felt her soul return to her body with those words. “I have heard that during this week, you have had some inconveniences and I would like to hear your side of the story.” The redhead placed her hands on the desk and intertwined her fingers."It really must have been a misunderstanding, Mr. Bullock, for I can assure you that I never received a call from that businessman. Mr. Hoch never called me and if he did, I wasn't the one who took that call.”"But that's illogical, Hoch is a respectful man and even a bit ext