Chapter 3 Marco Tullen Never Get Attached, Never Fall in Love

My life has never been easy. I grew up in a humble family, where every penny counted to buy the bread that would feed our empty stomachs. I always saw my parents eating little so that my siblings and I could eat more. The daily struggle for survival taught us to value every achievement, no matter how small.

I decided to leave behind our small hometown in search of better opportunities in Montreal. Here, the tall buildings and bustling streets contrast with the simplicity of the life I left behind. But the promise of a better life for my family drives me forward, even in the face of the unknown challenges that await me.

It was in the midst of this quest for a new life that I met Blayde Müller. A man shrouded in mystery, whose cold and meticulous aura made him an intimidating figure in the business world. He's the type of person who doesn't take no for an answer, who charts his goals with surgical precision and spares no effort to achieve them.

His imposing presence evokes a mix of admiration and caution in me. I recognize in him the power and determination that I myself desire to possess. But I also see the danger, the shadow looming over his actions and decisions. Blayde Müller is a man who doesn't settle for anything less than the best, and I find myself drawn into his world of ambition and power.

I started working for him at his luxury escort agency, diving headfirst into a world I knew little about. At that time, I didn't have much experience in this field, but I was determined to learn and stand out.

In the first few years, I faced challenges and learned valuable lessons that shaped my path. It was a tough journey, full of ups and downs, but every obstacle overcome strengthened my resilience and determination.

Alongside working at the agency, I decided to invest in my education. I enrolled in a business administration college, where I immersed myself in studies while juggling professional commitments. It was years of hard work, but I finally completed the course, earning not only a degree but also confidence in my own abilities.

With the money I earned working at the agency, I was able to bring my family here, providing them with a better and more comfortable life. Every achievement was a victory not just for me, but for those I love.

However, amid all the changes and challenges, one rule remained as my moral compass, guiding my choices and actions: the foremost of all.

"NEVER GET ATTACHED, NEVER FALL IN LOVE."

This rule is like a mantra echoing in my mind every day, a constant reminder that in this unforgiving world of business, the heart can be too burdensome to carry. I never allowed myself to forget that, even when feelings tried to seep through the cracks of my determination. Getting attached to someone, falling in love, would be like opening a door to vulnerability, a luxury I can't afford in this game where every step must be calculated, every move planned with surgical precision. So, I repeat to myself, as a reminder and a warning: "Never get attached, never fall in love."

I've heard and lived by this rule for the 5 years I've worked in this field; my family always knew what I did and never questioned or complained because it was through this job that I pulled them out of poverty. My older brother Clark even wanted to do the same as me, but I advised him to follow a different path because in this winding road of lust and greed, if we're not sure of ourselves, we fall like flies into a pot of molasses, and we fall to die.

Before falling into Anny Lews's trap, the most beautiful and cruel woman I've ever encountered, I realized how dangerous it can be to ignore the primordial rule that always guides me. Thanks to Blayde's advice and decisive intervention, I managed to free myself from her claws before it was too late. Now, more than ever, I follow my own rules with unwavering determination: Not to love, not to get attached, not to let myself be carried away by any woman, except my mother and sister, because there's an exception for them. I won't let my feelings dominate me and will be cautious not to be deceived again. These are the rules that protect me in this ruthless world of business and personal relationships.

That experience was a turning point in my life, a wound that left deep scars on my heart. I decided then that it was time to close the door to love and never open it again. The past taught me to be cautious, to protect myself from new disappointments. Thus, with firm determination, I embarked on a new journey in the business world. Trading the luxuries and traps of the escort world for an office was a challenge I embraced with courage. I found a new purpose in business administration, a field where my ability to make assertive decisions and my work ethic stood out.

It was in this context that I came into contact with the renowned telecommunications empire run by none other than Miss Amora Roberts. Her name echoed through the company's corridors like a living legend, a ruthless and visionary businesswoman. Working in her company represented not only a professional opportunity, but also the chance to learn from one of the best in the business.

Pleasure to meet you, I'm Marco Tullen, and I know I'm any woman's dream man, but don't be fooled. You'll never penetrate my heart! As I hurried along the bustling sidewalk, I felt the urgency driving my steps towards work. The morning sun was already warming the cool air, creating a favorable atmosphere. I couldn't be late; I knew very well about my boss's reputation for punctuality. Even though I hadn't yet had the displeasure of meeting her personally, the rumors circulating through the company's corridors painted a vivid picture of a cold and authoritative figure.

Some colleagues even called her 'queen,' a title she hadn't fully grasped yet. Was it due to her imposing posture? Or perhaps because of how she ruled the company with an iron fist? While pondering these questions, I hastened my pace, determined to arrive at work on time and confront the challenging day ahead.

With my head down, lost in thoughts about the looming day's responsibilities, I was abruptly startled. I quickly looked up and found myself staring at the most stunning woman I had ever seen. She was completely soaked in a liquid that seemed to be coffee, her clothes stained, and her damp hair framing her delicate face.