CEO of Family
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Chapter 3 noticed

managed to gather all my courage and did as the girls instructed me. I got close, pretending to be innocent, and started the conversation. Within two minutes I discovered he was gay. Super friendly, kind, we exchanged a few words, but both he and I quickly walked away, because we were both looking for the same thing. Shrugging my shoulders, I returned to the table, hands empty. The third attempt was with a guy in a suit. It was also not stunning or unforgettable looking, but attractive enough.

I even drank a second glass of tequila to give myself courage after the first two fiascoes, and things seemed to go well. He looked at me longingly, and we talked for some time. He offered me a drink, which I declined, but he actually made me laugh. Everything seemed to be going well, until I noticed the wedding ring on her left hand. Son of a bitch! As soon as I saw her, all he did was shrug his shoulders, like it wasn't important. Oh, for God's sake! I wasn't looking for a serious relationship, but kissing a married guy? No way. I glanced over at the girls' table and saw that the two boys had finally joined them. As I returned, ready to feel left out, I made two signs: one representing the ring on the left finger of the bastard I tried to approach, which made them visibly indignant, and another showing that I was going to the bathroom. They nodded, but soon returned to their conversation with the boys. I entered the bathroom, almost feeling like a refuge. When he got back to the table, he planned to tell the girls he was going to take an Uber and call it a night. I was starting to feel tired and frustrated. Maybe that thing about meeting a guy in a bar and kissing without commitment wasn't for me. Those three failed attempts were probably more than a sign, which I needed to interpret correctly. Coming home, to my Netflix and my popcorn: better choice. Rest at the weekend and prepare for a week of work at a new company? Even better! Yes, that's what I should do. Was not? CHAPTER THREE I couldn't say when a tradition was formed, but it was customary for Fernando and I to end up at some random bar every Friday, after work. That one, in particular, we were at one in Barra, closer to home, because we had a tiring meeting, where we needed to replace our uncle, who was away for a few days, after the beginning of a heart attack that had scared us a lot. Uncle Geraldo has always been a rock. A man who came from nothing and built an empire. For us, an example. For me, more than my father had been. In fact, it was exactly the image of my drunk father, cheating and attacking my mother, that made me the man I was – focused and workaholic. Seeing him succumb somehow was more disconcerting to me than I imagined it could be. - Big day, huh? - Fernando commented as soon as we sat down at the bar and each ordered a shot of whiskey, neat. - How can Uncle Geraldo handle it? What does he already have? Seventy years? - More than that, I think. He was the oldest of the three brothers. - And the only one that lasted, too. Both my father and Fernando's mother had already left. In fact, we were both orphans, and our uncle did a great job practically raising us. We were like children to him, as he had none with his long-time wife, our sweet aunt. - Both of us, at thirty-seven, are complainers. I guarantee that if it were him, he would be there, happy as hell, commanding all those people to eat out of his hand. The guy is a master. I couldn't help but smile as he raised the glass to his mouth, thinking how right my cousin was. Uncle Geraldo was truly a master. A perfect commander for the ship that Antunes Viana had become. One of us would have to take his place when he retired, and from what Aunt Adelaide had said, she was very committed to making that happen sooner rather than later. Apparently, this was the same thought as Fernando. - Have you ever thought about one of us in his place? - he commented, almost surreptitiously, as if it weren't important. But was. Whoever was going to take on the role would have to do it with honor, because we owed it to the man who gave us everything. - I think so, but I don't like the idea that much - I replied with conviction. - How not? Isn't that what we work so hard for? - It is and it isn't. I work for the company to continue being what it is. I like what I do and leaving the legal sector to work in the administrative part of the company would be something that I would not like. But I would do that, if it was our uncle's wish. Fernando nodded, taking another sip of his drink. Whenever we talked about Uncle Geraldo's retirement, he was as reluctant as I was. That night, on the other hand, I had the impression that that had changed. He seemed more interested in being the successor than before. - We don't know what's going on in his head, do we? He never showed any distinction between us, and we always worked the same. We've never been negligent, so I really don't know which one of us he'll choose. I remained silent for some time, pondering. Whoever he chose would only have more duties and responsibilities. More power too, of course, and more money, but that wasn't all. One day I thought it was, but after I lost my wife my concepts changed a little. - We don't know, but whoever is chosen will be able to handle it. He wouldn't hand over his precious CEO chair to someone who wasn't extremely capable. Fernando nodded again, thoughtfully. There was something different about his behavior that night, but who was I to understand him? Not that he didn't have a close relationship with my cousin. Damn, we were like brothers, and at this point in our lives we should practically be able to read each other's thoughts, but for a while now he'd been doing things I didn't agree with, so it was a little hard to understand him. Like, for example, what happened right after. A beautiful blonde stood next to us, at the counter, wearing a red dress and a neckline that didn't leave much to the imagination. Fernando looked her up and down and licked his lips. - For God's sake, Mau, tell me you're going to get to that goddess - he commented, still without taking his eyes off the girl, who was throwing her hair back. She wasn't even looking in our direction, just sat down and picked up her drink. - She might be waiting for someone - that's what I replied, and he agreed, nodding. Minutes later, in fact, I got my guess right. But the blonde soon stood up with a smile, ready to welcome another girl. As beautiful as she is, with brown curly hair. - Look... it's God sending us gifts after such a busy day. I'll even let you choose which one you want, because that's the perfect definition of "whatever". I knew that Fernando was not faithful to his wife. This made me very embarrassed when I visited them, because Luana was an incredible woman. Sweet, dedicated, she had a career in the fashion industry, she was a former model, beautiful and was crazy about her husband. There was no reason for my cousin to complain about his marriage, but he had always been the catcher for both of us. Not that I didn't have a past, some women passed through my bed, especially when I was in college, but

            
            

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