CEO single

ARTZ - To the new banker! Smiling, Theo lifted the empty champagne bottle to the side of his head, pointing the neck at me. His blue eyes mirrored the golden glow

old money" line, with fortunes passed down through inheritance from generation to generation. We met at school, and soon she became the only girl in our select group of boys. My father's icy eyes even sparkled at the idea of ​​uniting the Swartz and Castro de Andrade families. How much he tried to push Carolina on me years ago... That's why I never wanted her. Anyway, starting a family wasn't in the plans. "Excellent champagne," I commented, placing a hand on Cleo's soft thigh. Through the slit of her green dress I caressed her, moving up and down slowly, enjoying the contact of her fingers with her smooth skin. That woman was worth every damn penny. - Not just the champagne. The party is excellent - Gabriel praised, looking around the room. - Thank you, dear ones. I swear I thought about postponing it... - said Carolina. - Celebrating my birthday a few weeks after your father passed away. You know, Michael, he was like an uncle to me... Maybe it wasn't a good idea. Even more painful death, after that horrible cancer. Poor man, he suffered so much... - she completed in a lament, unnerving me. I looked to my left side and saw that Gabriel also seemed uncomfortable with the subject, pressing his lips into a thin line. On the opposite side of the table, Theo and Lia remained silent, their faces calm, just waiting for my answer. To my right, Cleo was distracted by her nails, studying her red nail polish like it was a fucking Van Gogh painting. Yes, Gab was the uncomfortable one. Not as much as me, obviously. With my jaw tense, I swallowed the words: "he suffered little." - Do you know what's not good form, Carolina? Continue talking about death when celebrating a birthday. Shall we turn the record over? - I twirled a finger in the air, fed up with that topic. - Excuse me sir. I need to go to the bathroom," Cleo whispered as she got up, leaving the table. I nodded in response and turned my head back, following the sway of her hips back and forth with my gaze. The green silk fabric delicately hugged the curves, marking every inch of them. I couldn't wait to take her to the suite on the twentieth floor that I had reserved earlier. With her dark hair cascading down her back, she looked like that hot actress who... What was her name again? - Megan Fox. The Transformers actress. She is identical.