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(Renata Pellegrini)Who would have thought, I am actually stepping into the headquarters of the company Computing Diamond. Currently occupying the fifth place in the ranking of the most profitable companies in the world. And its owner, occupying the first place in the ranking of the richest man in the world, having a fortune of over $359 billion.I have seen so many advertisements of the computers and their operating systems created here, the cell phones, smartphones and smart tvs sold with Computing Diamond systems are some of the most expensive on the market, my consumption dream was to have a notebook from Diamond line (both its physical structure, as well as all the circuits were created and produced in this very company)."Good morning, could you tell me where Mr. Valentini's office is?" I ask a young woman.She is dressed in a pencil skirt, a white shirt, and her hair is tied up in a high bun. She's very pretty and unlike Veronica, she doesn't look down at me."Good morning, are

(Renata Pellegrini)"S-sir?" she blinks several times not believing what she heard. I can't believe it either. "I-I didn't quite understand what you said, could you…""Oddio, dammi pazienza," he says in italian. God, give me patience. "I want you out of my office, now!""But, sir, what about her?" Veronica points her finger in my direction."Stai zitto!" he increases the tone of his voice, telling her to shut up. I am not sure if she understood what he said, but she is startled by the tone of his voice and shuts up. I understood what he said because I always heard my father saying those words in Italian when I did something wrong.Veronica's jaw quivers with anger, she is certainly feeling humiliated, she looks at me once more, I can read in her eyes: You will pay for that!I smile and her face gets redder at my provocation, she turns around and walks stiffly out of the room, leaving me alone with the Italian tycoon.I swallow dryly, all the anger inside me is gone and only nervousnes

(Renata Pellegrini)I'm so hungry and my legs are so sore that I have the feeling I misheard, is this serious? Is the richest man in the world really offering me a ride?"N-no, but could you tell me where the cab stand is?"Is the money paid to me enough to pay for the cab? I know things here are more on account than in Brazil, a bus would be better, but just to disguise, I ask the cab rank and there, with people I will probably never see again in life, I ask where the bus stop is."You're not taking the cab," he says, looking me in the eyes."Yes, I will" I lie, "I just don't know where the point is.""Sta mentendo per me, ragazza?", 'Are you lying to me, girl?', he says in Italian, his tone telling me that this question is more like a warning, like: keep lying and you'll see.My cheeks burn, how can he be so convinced I'm lying? Am I so transparent like this? I could never hide anything from my dad, he always said I was a terrible liar, but I thought it was only because he knew me b

(Filippo Valentini)Before getting in the car, I check if there is anyone suspicious looking at me along the length of the street, everything seems to be normal. I go in and start. The memory of the sweet smell that Renata has comes to mind, I held myself not to throw her face down on that table and fuck her until she couldn't feel her legs anymore.Besides a beautiful face and body, she has very good culinary skills. I felt like I was eating macaroni fresh out of an Italian kitchen. I liked the nostalgia.I wished I had asked more questions her, but she would notice that I inquired into her life, I was hoping that she would interact more and also ask me something, so that the conversation would be more natural and I could question with the excuse that I was just curious about the course of the conversation, but she just ate in silence after saying that her father had died.In the investigation, the name of her father does not consist in her documents, only the name of her mother, San

(Renata Pellegrini)I wake up and go straight to the bathroom, I turn on the shower and let the water run through my body, the memory of that man so close to me makes my heart race once again, it's impossible to organize my thoughts when it comes to that Italian, my mind and my belly are a mess, a silly smile escapes my lipsRenata, stop, for fuck's sake!It's silly to keep thinking about him, a man like Filippo Valentini certainly has women in droves at his feet, where he can even draw lots to see who will have the turn to sit on his.... Ah, he’s not for my beak, and I don't even want to.I finish bathing and get ready, I gather my hair in a bun and go again for work without a drop of makeup, necessary to arrange time to buy these things and better clothes.The point of the bus is not very far, according to the porter it is only two blocks here. After two minutes of walking I arrive at the point, and almost that in the same instant the bus passes.Forty minutes later I get off in fro