"Heitor"

When I arrived at the company on Friday, Júlia, my secretary, came running after me. Júlia was great and happily married, so she was out of my league. She'd been with me long enough to take some liberties and kept things very professional between us, and I never hit on her. But then, Júlia was almost sixty.

"Mr. Martinez, you have a million unfinished business on your desk and all these messages." Júlia handed me about twenty messages clipped to a paper clip.

"What time do these people start work, five in the morning?" I asked, looking at her, already a little stressed.

"Eight, but you're half an hour late, so..." Júlia said and left. "Have a great day!"

Since my last advisor, Ms. Camila, resigned last week, I've been very busy. I needed to get my act together; fucking my advisor on my desk after work wasn't a good idea. Again!

The next day, she came in all charming, and I had to cut her off, saying it would be best to keep things professional between us. She got angry, broke