Chapter 6

• The girl put her hands over her mouth.
• This must be the gluten she thought.
• "Miss, are you there?" asked the girl on the other end of the line.
• "Yes, yes, I'll be right there, give me the name of the clinic, please," she asked as she walked out of her apartment.
• The young woman gave her the address and Eva rushed over.
• "I shouldn't have let him eat gluten." She blamed herself, as if it were her fault...
• When she arrived at the clinic, she went straight to the receptionist and was told that Demetrio was undergoing detoxification.
• Eva signed a consent form and went into one of the rooms.
• Demetrio was lying on his back receiving vein treatments.
• "Ahhhhh!" cried Eva, frightened at the sight of him. The Italian's handsome face was swollen and he looked like a monster.
• Demetrio looked at her with hatred, if he could make one of his grimaces at that moment.
• "You look terrible, Mr. Demetrio," Eva said without taking her eyes off him.
• "Stay out of her work," the Italian replied haughtily.
• Now! Am I his secretary or not? Eva thought, but she didn't care, she went closer to him and arranged his pillow.
• "That'll be better," she told him, avoiding what her boss had just told her.
• Through Laureti's swollen eyes he kept looking at Eva, she was a very good person, despite the way he had treated her at home, she was there, helping him without reproach, another in her place would have left him stranded, and how could she not? Yes, he had just fired her from her job.
• "Thank you, Eva," he said as he took her hand.
• Evangelina felt a tingling in her stomach when Demetrio took her hand, it was like a current that made her hair stand on end.
• "Don't worry, Mr. Demetrio," she replied and sat down next to him.
• "Can I have some water?" asked Laurenti.
• Eva stood up again and brought the bottle of water close to her boss's pink lips, no matter how much she wanted to, she couldn't look away from his lips that opened to take the liquid she offered him.
• A picture stuck in the girl's mind. At that moment, she imagined Laureti drinking her fluids as if they were delicious water. Her center began to throb hard and her panties began to wet.
• Oh my God, I've never been like this before, what's wrong with me, she thought, shaking her head, trying to get all those dirty thoughts out of her head.
• Demetrio started to move his hands eagerly to remove the bottle from his mouth, when he looked down at Demetrio, Demetrio was choking on the water.
• "My God, sir, excuse me!" Eva removed the bottle from Laurenti's mouth, he was completely soaked...
• "By God, Evangelina, you were going to kill me!" he shouted euphorically.
• Eva started laughing like crazy, at the Italian's look of disbelief, she was laughing because she thought he was going to go down on her and take all her fluids, but with what she was actually doing, she was choking him with them.
• "I don't understand what's so funny to you, Miss Anderson," Demetrius said, trying to raise an eyebrow.
• Eva took a calming breath, trying to control the fit of laughter she felt.
• "I'm sorry, Mr. Laureti, it's just that I imagined something," she said sheepishly, lowering her eyes and biting her lower lip.
• Laureti watched her, the fucking apt giving her a horrible, painful erection.
• "Damn it, Eva! Stop biting your lip like you're going to rip it off," he said suddenly.
• "Excuse me, sir!" she replied incredulously, not understanding the reason for her boss's request.
• "Excuse me, I'm here to give this injection to the patient to deflate his face a bit." A nurse looked out of the white door of the room.
• The Italian's swollen face was one of utter terror.
• "Is that an IV injection?" he asked, frightened.
• "No, sir, it's intramuscular." Demetrio opened his eyes.
• "No, don't inject me!" he screamed in terror.
• Eva's mouth fell to the floor when she saw her boss react like that. He was a man over six feet tall, crying over a small needle.
• "Evangelina, I ordered you not to let them inject me," he shouted euphorically.
• Eva smiled mockingly at him and left the room.
• The commotion in that hospital room was an uproar, it seemed that it was a child they were trying to inject, even she saw two male nurses go into the room to help the poor girl who could not manage to give the injection to her boss.
• After a few long minutes of waiting, they all left the room.
• "Is that all?" asked Eva smiling.
• "Yes, Miss, we had to give you a painkiller," the licensee replied with a raised eyebrow.
• Eva couldn't help but smile.
• If everyone knew these secrets of the great Demetrio Laurenti, I would surely become a millionaire. She thought as she entered the room.
• When she was inside, her boss was sleeping peacefully, and indeed, his face was beginning to sag.
• She approached him and took in his face, he was a beautiful man, his eyelashes full of hair, his nose thin, his beard clean-shaven, his blond hair smelling so good.
• Oh my God, will this man have a defect, she thought as she looked at him shamelessly.
• He sat down on the small sofa, not knowing what to do, so he tried to sleep for a while; he hadn't slept well the night before and he still had a little headache.
• When she opened her eyes, it was already getting dark, so she got up in a hurry, scared.
• "You slept more than me," Laureti said sarcastically.
• Eva pursed her lips, there he was again, the arrogant and overbearing CEO.
• "Miss Evangelina, please ask to be discharged, I feel in perfect condition and I don't want to be here a minute longer," the arrogant CEO suggested.
• "I beg your pardon, Mr. Arrogant," Eva said, annoyed.
• This man is a pain in the ass, bipolar and rude, plus he's hotter than eating with his hands... ...
• Once at the reception desk, he asked to be discharged, and within minutes they were outside the prestigious clinic.
• "I'll take my car and you take yours, see you on Monday, Mr. Demetrio," Eva said, smiling at her boss who kept looking at her.
• Laureti got into his car and Eva into hers, but to their surprise, Eva's car did not start, as usual, and this caused Laureti, who was not leaving yet, to get out and start laughing.
• "You should buy a better car, Miss Anderson, you, the secretary of the most famous and millionaire man in the country, with that piece of junk."
• Eva looked at him with hatred, she knew her car was a little old and ugly, not to say very old and very ugly, but she had bought it with effort and that was what counted.
• "Mr. Laureti." She glared at him as she got out of the car, wanting to insult him.
• "Mr. Laureti nothing, tone it down a bit, Evangelina," the Italian replied with a smile. "Come on, I'll take you home."
• "And leave my car here? I refuse." She crossed her arms like a spoiled child. She loved her shabby little car.
• Demetrio looked at her with a raised eyebrow, wanting to tell her big deal you're leaving to sigh calmly.
• "I'll get a tow truck to bring it home, you'll have it in your parking lot early tomorrow morning, but come on Eva, I need to rest, don't waste my time anymore."
• Eva opened her lips, wasting time! It was him who took her out of her house at one o'clock in the afternoon on a Saturday.
• She wanted to curse, but she pressed her lips tightly together, she knew she had to control her tongue or she would end up unemployed this time, and she couldn't afford to be unemployed, not now.
• He took a breath to control the curve and followed his boss as he began to climb into the grandiose late model van, and yes, his little car in front of it was a cockroach.
• He opened the door and sat in the passenger seat, Laureti began to drive in silence, but to finish at police point they made him park.
• "Good evening, where are you going?" asked the thin-skinned officer half a meter away.
• Eva always noticed men of color, so when she saw him, she couldn't help but describe him in detail. Thick lips, perfect white teeth, black eyes, and well-muscled.
• Demetrio looked at Eva, who without any modesty looked at the man who had a resemblance to Will Smith, but with a little more body. He glared at her, causing the girl to blush in embarrassment and look down at the floor as she fiddled with her hands.
• "I'm going to take my wife home," he replied with a smile. The officer smiled sideways as he realized the situation, but Demetrio was serious, fixed to the gaze of the man who seemed amazed by the millionaire's alpha male attitude.
• While Evangelina felt an electric current between her legs, and her heart racing, for some reason, Demetrio was furious, annoyed, about to explode.
• "Ok, drive carefully," said the officer and let them go.
• Eva, who hadn't stopped looking at her hands, looked up and with inquisitive doubt observed the CEO.
• "Your wife?! Look Mr. Laureti I am nobody's wife," she reproached him annoyed. This woman was difficult.
• "Don't flatter yourself, eh, Miss Anderson, I said that just to get out of the way." Eva raised her eyebrow in annoyance. To get out of the way hear this minx.
• "I won't tell you anything because I'm tired of fighting with you for today." She leaned back from the window and began to stare out at the scenery. Her boss was a severe pain in the ass.
• Demetrio smiled at the sight of her, she looked like an angel observing everything around her calmly, but just do anything to her and she would explode like crazy.
• They arrived at the modest residence, Eva went up to her apartment and Demetrio retired home, for some reason he was going to miss his secretary.
• When he arrived at his grandiose penthouse, he handed the car to one of his chauffeurs.
• "Wash it, please," he instructed, handing him the key. "Ah, Louis, take care of getting a car that my secretary left at the clinic, send the car to be demolished, it's no good."
• The chauffeur looked at him without understanding his boss's words.
• "Wrecker?! Is it the car of the lady who came here a few days ago? You're going to be upset, sir, it seems to be her only means of transportation," the man suggested.
• "I'm not asking your opinion Louis, do as I say, ah, tomorrow you take one of my cars that fits her size, and give it to her, and also the value of what the scrap cost."
• "Are you going to give it away, Mr. Laureti!" asked the astonished chauffeur.
• "Yes... Any problem?" Louis shook his head, you had years working for Demetrio and he had never given him anything, and it wasn't that it bothered him that he was giving something to his new secretary. It was just that it was very strange.
• He retraced his steps leaving his chauffeur confused.
• "You know something Louis." He thought to himself.
• I was just saying, this one regrets it, thought the chauffeur.
• "Don't tell her I gave it to her, knowing Eva, she'll make a drama, just tell her it was triggered by her being my secretary. ok?" Louis nodded his head still not believing anything.
• As soon as Demetrio entered the mansion, he saw his father sitting on the velvet sofa of his house, he was frowning, drinking a cup of coffee, and with some papers on his lap.
• "What are you doing here?" he asked her disdainfully.
• "I said watch your reputation, Demetrio," he tossed him the folder with thousands of photographs with Tamara in a bar making out. Demetrio smirked, he was promiscuous and he knew it. "If my father sees this, he's going to have a heart attack! Is that what you want, for your grandfather to die?" he said causing Demetrio to look at him scared. He loved Andrea more than his own father.
• "Why do you say that, father!!! Why is Andrea going to die?" he said to him in a choked whisper.
• "He has a bad heart, and you with your things are going to finish killing him, you don't understand that you have the press in the back of your head, you are twenty-seven years old, Demetrio, and you haven't married, nor have you had a child.
• "Stop meddling in my life, father, stop telling me what to do or not to do," he shouted back.
• "If I do it's because I love you, and it's not right for you to go from woman to woman, worse with the company's female employees. If I hear any more complaints from you, I'm afraid I'll have to take over the reins of the company," he spoke to her at length.
• Demetrius glared at him hatefully, and went up to his room.
• "Do you love me! Have you proved it to me?" he asked himself a little brokenly.
• ....
• When Eva entered the apartment, she made herself something to eat and lay down on her bed wearing only underwear, it was the only way to feel free.
• "Your wife," he smiled remembering his boss's words when he spoke to the officer.
• Anyone would swear he was jealous. No? Eva! Stop thinking nonsense. Your boss? Ha, ha, ha, jealous of you, not even in your dreams, he thought.