and languages. He didn't even listen to my proposal and treated me like a beggar. The security guards were still watching me standing inside the imposing iron gate and my car

hing me than anywhere else. I laid my head on the car seat and closed my eyes. Of course I wouldn't be able to sleep, but at least I would rest so I could think better about what to do the next day. With the blink of an eye, the day dawned and I woke up with a start, when the loud sound of that Baron's finger hitting the glass woke me up. I looked around and then rubbed my eyes trying to understand if it was really him there. He wore a suit and his serious face in the light of day showed how handsome he was. He was no more than... maybe... thirty-five years old and the crease between his eyebrows indicated that his bad face was customary and... sexy, because without all my anger I could tell that he was a cat. What am I thinking? When he saw that I was just staring at him, probably still looking sleepy, he asked: - Can you please take that off... - he looked at my car with disgust. - Car out of the way so I can leave? - I looked to the other side, still drowsy, and saw that my car was closing its gate and the luxury car, driven by a driver, was waiting very close to mine to access the street. Calmly, I took a sip of water from the bottle I had taken with me and put a cherry lozenge in my mouth. I had bought it so that when I was almost fainting from hunger, I could suck it and regain my senses. I looked at him again and he was watching me as if he wanted to rip my head off, but I felt calm and it was my opportunity to talk to that unpalatable being. I gestured with my hand for him to move away and with a step back, his face full of impatience, he let me open the car door. I went down and got very close to him. His height would even scare me if I weren't so bold. My mother always said this, she repeated that I managed to go far in business because of my boldness. Standing even closer to him, I realized that he was really handsome, he was tall and his brown eyes and hair spoke well. He sported a stubble that made him look manly. His eyes looked sad as well as