Chapter 8

The touch of lips on her lips. His fingers on her skin. She knew what was coming. They were getting closer step by step. There was hunger in his eyes. She had never felt so wanted before. She focused on that feeling and savored each kiss. She took satisfaction in the fact that his mouth followed the line of her collarbone. From the way his hands get her clothes off of her. Because she was underneath him on his bed. She didn't even register when they moved from the living room to the bedroom.

"I want you." - She whispered in his ear again and again as he finished teasing her. - "Take me."

He stopped for a moment and looked into her eyes, he said in a hoarse voice. - "Are you sure?"

She didn't say anything, just wrapped her hands around his hips and pulled them closer to her. Even though he understood, he continued to play.

"Are you sure?" - the question was accompanied by a kiss.

"Yes."

He took his cock in his hands and positioned himself firmly between her legs. A smile appeared on his face as…

"Betty! Baby girl, wake up!" - Julia has been trying to wake up her daughter for several minutes. She was worried because she felt like she was having a nightmare.

The girl reluctantly opened her eyes and saw her mother above her.

"I had such a beautiful dream..."

"I thought you were having a nightmare, so I woke you up a little earlier. You said you needed a wake up at six. It's half past six."

"Thank you, mom."

Looking at Julia Pinzon's smiling face, Beatriz had one thought in her mind. My mother interrupted her dream with a man again. First with Mr. Armando now with Daniel.

"Erotic dreams? I guess I'm sexually frustrated. I need orange juice."

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Marcela Valencia was laying and thinking about her fiancé. She wondered if he was even her fiancé. They got back together but did they make a declaration? Not. But today, for the first time, she woke up without thinking of Armando. She thought about herself. It dawned on her that she had bet everything on him unnecessarily. And that there are many worthy men around her.

"Ah, Piotr..."

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The morning in Ecomodo was difficult. Girls from the clan, apart from a polite greeting and assigning tasks, were completely ignored by the president. Things got even worse when they were caught gossiping again. This time by Mrs. Marcela. Beatriz, after a short conversation with the shareholder, called her friends to the president's office.

"We're here, Betty." - Inesita greeted as soon as she opened the door. She came last.

"We were just waiting for you. Please close the door." - Beatriz's voice was extremely firm. "So what was the victim of your gossip this time? I hope not my sex life."

"We talked about the warming of relations between you and Mrs. Marcela." - Sophia replied nervously.

"After our last conversation, you chose gossip again instead of work. Couldn't wait until lunch? It's in an hour and as far as I know you've been in the "conference room" for more than an hour. Are you paid to work or to gossip?"

This time Sandra reacted. - "You used to not be bothered by gossiping."

"If you paid more attention, you'd see that I don't mind gossip. I have something against rude talk about personal matters. It's one thing to engage in a light chat and another to talk rudely about someone." Betty sighed and continued looking at Aura Maria. "Did you really care who deflowered me? Last time I overreacted because I was appalled by your behavior. I still consider you my friends, but I don't trust you anymore. I will not succumb to your whims at work. No unreasonable lateness, no extra breaks. Understood?"

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"Our secretary is on the rug at the president's. I wonder what happened."

"Mario, maybe you should say hello first. On the rug? What do you mean?"

Mario Calderon silently walked around the desk and sank heavily into his chair. He straightened his tie, straightened up, and began reporting in a sports commentator's voice.

"Yesterday, apparently, there was a temporary or permanent rift in the Ugly Clan. The girls had one of their bathroom meetings. Betty came in and after a while, with a mixture of tears and anger written on her face, she ran out of the bathroom straight to the elevator. In the morning, apart from a polite greeting, she was rather cold for them. Later I saw that this time it was Marcela who entered another meeting. However, she reacted more calmly than usual and walked confidently into the president's office. After half an hour she left and Betty summoned the clan."

"Dude, you're worse than Bertha de Gonzales at gossip."

"I know and I'm proud of it." - A satisfied smile appeared on Calderon's face. - "What do you think might have happened?"

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Daniel was in for a surprise. After entering the company, he met a messenger at the receptionist's place. He didn't see any of the secretaries when he got off the elevator. He wondered if he had missed the day off. Without thinking about it, he made his way to the president's office. He wanted to invite Beatriz to lunch. He wanted to invite Beatriz and Marcela to lunch.

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"Betty, forgive us. You know that a woman without gossip is like a garden without flowers." - Bertha squealed.

"Then you could have come to the source instead of gossiping behind my back."

Before the girls could answer, Daniel Valencia entered the office. He was so focused on Betty that at first he didn't even notice that she wasn't alone. He noticed that she wasn't leaning against her desk. He greeted her, approached her and said something that rekindled the fire of gossip.

"Will you do me the honor of going with me and my sister to a meal, my dear?"

Betty smiled, grabbed his arm and said. - "Provided you don't play knight, of course. Are we going?"

"Yes honey."

As Betty left, she wondered if her friends were going to gossip or wait for the source this time. A smile appeared on her face. This is going to be a good day.