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agency, after which she never got a job in the modeling field again. With everything she earned in almost twenty years of work, today she could live well, but she's the type who can't see a two-real bill and won't stop until she spends it all. And she takes after our father in that regard. José dela didn't calm down until we spent our last penny and now we're here, trying to decide who will go to the operating table to sell the kidneys, the liver and the heart. I believe that even then we will not be able to pay all the debts.

- Mom, tell your daughter that the wedding will have to wait a little - I say calmly and get up, fixing the skirt of my lilac dress. - Unless, of course, when she gets married, she takes everyone to live with her, since we're going to lose the house to the bank. - I thought Thomas was going to live with us - my grandmother butts in and I snort. - We're two seconds away from losing the house and you want more tenants? Honestly, Dona Venécia - I murmur and she laughs, showing off her gold teeth. Another extravagant who spent more than she had, causing her last three husbands to die of heart attacks. My grandfather ran away with another woman when my mother was born, leaving behind a woman with a child and a bunch of dogs. - He can pay rent - Dona Marta says and Emília turns her head like [1] the girl from the Exorcist. - Mom, he's going to be my husband... - That's her - I point my finger. - But if you live here, you'll have to contribute. - In the same way you contribute? - Yes. The same way I kill myself working at that veterinary clinic - I speak loudly and his brown eyes fill with tears. - Do you see how she treats me, Mom? Always throwing it in my face that I don't work. Doesn't Diana realize that I've spent the last three years chasing work? - I told you to chase a man. Preferably rich. - Grandma intervenes and our mother looks at her shocked. - Don't look at me like that, Marta, if you had listened to me, you wouldn't have married that bastard José, and today you and your daughters would have the life of a queen. But since she fell in love, let at least one of her daughters have sense and marry a rich man. - Thomas is going to be rich. - Still go? And if it isn't? - Grandma asks with her hand on her hip. - Will he be warming his belly on the stove and cooling it in the tank, while he goes out looking for a job, when, in fact, he's working in someone else's pussy? - Not all men are like grandpa - Emília says, her voice hoarse from crying. - You're right, but ninety percent, yes. Especially if the woman is beautiful and the man is a truck hit. Do you really think that you, beautiful like this, deserve a simple life? - My sister denies it. - So, are you really going to waste your chances with that man? At dinners, we saw that intelligence is not his strong point, he has no idea how to differentiate beer brands, will he really be able to keep sponsors? Think, Emília, don't be stupid like your mother was. I swallow hard and return to sit on the white sofa, while my sister processes the matriarch's words. Pudding, my cat with dark fur that resembles pudding syrup, jumps into my lap and curls up in my arms. - Why do I have to sacrifice myself? I love Thom and he loves me, grandma. - Excellent. But when you're paunchy and living under the bridge, I hope this love fills your bellies - she says irritably and leaves with all the grace that her almost eighty years allow. My fingers slide through the soft fur and I hear my sister take a deep breath, our mother comes and plops down on the old armchair, which Dona Venécia loves more than anything in this house. -Mom went crazy. Wanting you to get married for money. - He looks at me with teary eyes. - This was not the future I asked God for when they were born. It was not. Her eyes close tightly and expression lines, which haven't seen Botox in three years, appear marking practically her entire face. Emília squats in front of her and again I am a mere spectator of the complicity between mother and daughter. - We'll find a way, mom. I'm going to marry Thom, and we're going to stay in this house. - His brown eyes like wet earth turn in my direction and Pudding scratches me. - Daughter, it's a lot of money... - We'll find a way. I won't marry for money, but Diana will - she speaks firmly and a shiver runs up my spine. - No. Definitely not - I say, starting to get irritated and my sister gets up. - And I already know with whom. - His eyes pass from me to my mother, who opens her mouth hopefully. - Who? - Lorenzo Clifford, I just need to know how. But you're going to marry him, Diana," she replies, leaving me floored, breathless, without everything. My head feels heavy and the bitter taste takes over my mouth. Not even dead will I marry this playboy from hell. Not even dead! One week Emília has been trying to make me give in to her crazy idea of ​​marrying that idiot. I won't give in. Never! It's one thing to live under a bridge, it's another to live with the devil's secretary. - Good morning, Diana! How's your headache? - Francisca, my current boss, asks, standing in front of the counter. - Good morning! I'm better, thank you for your concern. - I smile and the black woman fixes her coat and throws her straightened hair back. - I just want the well-being of my employees - she says and gives a smile without showing her teeth. - Well, let's start the treatment. In case of an emergency, you know where to find me. She closes one of her eyes, trying to blink, but it ends up getting weird and she gives up, leaving me alone and going up to the second floor. The Coração e Patas clinic treats several dogs, including the dog of the Devil's secretary, who, ironically, is the owner of this building. Hades is the name of the pitbull with black fur and blue eyes who appears to be dangerous, but can barely run because he is so fat. Joshua is the one who always brings him to appointments, but apparently, today, the devil gave the secretary a break, I think when the strong perfume reaches me, before the clinic door is even opened. The bell rings and my heart beats strong and heavy, following your footsteps that resonate across the floor. His large, muscular body takes up a good portion of the clinic's reception, I force a smile, seeing him stop in front of me and rest his arm on the white marble. - Good morning, Diana Maria! - I smile sideways and wish I had a knife at my side to destroy that damn smile. - Are you going to drool a lot? - Of course, who knows, maybe you'll slip up and disappear from my sight. - I blink my long eyelashes and lean over to look at Hades, who wears a black leather collar with gold details, making him even more powerful. - Hi, beautiful baby! - I reach out and scratch his head, and his mouth opens in response. A clear throat next to me makes me withdraw my hand and return to being the professional I have been for over five years. - The view is good, but I have more things to do. - The devil must really miss all your bad mood - I say softly, picking up the phone and dialing the doctor. -What did you say, bunny? I

before he tells him to shit, Tiffany answers. - Hades has just arrived - I say and she asks her to take him to the living room. - In two minutes, Doctor. I put the phone down and leave my space, moving to the front and reaching for the tab. Lorenzo looks at me strangely, not giving in. - I need to take him. - I'll do that, it might surprise you - he says, and narrows his eyes.

- I've been doing this for over a year, don't you think that today, just because the owner is there, he's going to attack me - I put my hand on my waist, irritated and he takes off his sunglasses, revealing his bluish irises. - Bunny, Hades could mistake you for prey... - Give me this leash - I ask through my teeth, holding the metal, which resembles chains. - And stop calling me that, or I swear I'll forget I'm at my place of work and commit murder. - You mad are a very cute little thing. - His eyes become darker. - But I'm not afraid of you, so I'll take my dog. I take a deep breath and pull the chain from his hand, catching him off guard, making his body swing forward. Hades is between the two of us, sitting, as if he wasn't about to witness the tenth fight between us. - So this is how you play, bunny? - Pull harder and my body moves forward, almost unbalancing me. - Two can play. - You are very petulant. Irritating. I need to work, can you loosen the damn leash? - I ask, looking straight into his eyes and my stomach bubbles with a strange sensation. - No, I can't. I already told you he's going to... Stop talking when the bell makes noise and I'm forced to move away, letting go of the leash. I look over his shoulder, finding Gustavo and straining my memory, trying to remember if Timoteo - his Siamese kitten - has an appointment today. - Do I get in the way? - The soft, amused voice of the almost forty-year-old man reaches me, like a light wind. - No, I'm just picking up Hades to take to the doctor's office. I'll be back in a second. - I smile and finally manage to take the leash from Lorenzo's hand, but this gesture makes our fingers touch and he holds me in his gaze for three seconds. I shake my head and take Hades to room two, finding the doctor reading some papers. - It's delivered, big boy. - I stroke his head. - The owner is here, do you want me to tell you to come in? - No. If he wants, he can see through the glass. It's too much for me to have to deal with a Clifford in the morning. - He grimaces and takes the leash from my hand. - Come on, chubby, your father must be giving you what he shouldn't. He looks fatter than last week... I hear him as I'm closing the door and through the glass that takes up half the wall, I see her putting him on a scale. Tiffany and Lorenzo are cousins, so he trusts with his eyes closed to leave Hades alone with him. I return to reception and find a strange atmosphere, I sit on the black chair and turn my attention to Gustavo, who has two glasses in his hands. - Is Timoteo okay? - Yes. - He approaches the counter and places the glass on it. - I was passing by and I remembered that you like black tea, so I decided to bring it. The older man's dark eyes appraise me as a smile appears on my lips. His light skin and partially gray hair draw attention, especially due to his youthful style. - Thanks! I ended up waking up late and couldn't make it to the cafeteria. - I accept shyly and a clearing of the throat breaks the mood. - Mr. Clifford, Hades is being treated in room two. You are allowed to watch the exercises from outside, through the mirrors. - I prefer to wait here, so as not to get in the way. - I click my tongue on the roof of my mouth and look at Gustavo, who is looking at Lorenzo in a strange way. I take a small sip of my tea, hating it for being cold, but I swallow the grimace and start working on the computer. - Can I bring you another one tomorrow, Diana? - Hey? - I look up from the blue screen to Gustavo. - Sorry, I was checking the timetable. - No problem. We'll talk tomorrow. - I agree and he smiles, tapping his fingers on the counter. - Have a good day, Diana. - You too. - I smile and he leaves the clinic, I turn my attention to the computer, feeling uncomfortable by Lorenzo's gaze. - Do you need anything? - I use my fakest voice and turn my face toward him, regretting it. His square face, marked by his thin beard, is serious, his eyes are narrowed towards me and his jaw is clenched, as if he is holding something between his teeth. His light brown hair is messy, making him look even more out of control. -Lorenzo? - Is this how you welcome all pet owners? - I frown without understanding and he rests both arms on the marble. - Smiles and kindness, while the owner of the establishment is received with kicks? - Look, considering the owner is a pain in the ass, I'm not doing anything big. - That could give just cause. - But he won't, because he knows I'm good at what I do. - I hold your gaze. - Don't test me, bunny - he murmurs through clenched teeth and in moments takes my tea. - You hate black tea, even colder tea. Saying this, he throws the glass in the trash and leaves the clinic, leaving me perplexed by his boldness. But it won't stay like that. It never stayed. Just wait for me, Mr. Clifford. I hate incompetence and I hate distractions in serious moments of work much more. Diana takes me seriously with her good girl pose, smiling and being kind to everyone, I know she's not like that. I acquired the clinic almost three years ago, and since then we have expanded the area, with consultation rooms upstairs, two training rooms downstairs and a room with a swimming pool and some more equipment, all to help with the recovery of patients. animals. My cousin and her mother-in-law - Francisca - are responsible for everything, leaving only the financial part to me. Diana Maria works here from Monday to Saturday, and during the campaign season, on Sundays. I hate to agree with my brother, but he's right that Diana is good at what she does. - But if you keep smiling so much, you'll lose your job easily, easily, bunny. - Is there a problem, Mr. Clifford? - No, Mathias, just thinking out loud - I inform my driver, who nods and looks straight ahead again. - Mathias, can you buy me a coffee? Hades should take a little longer and I'll take the opportunity to review some clauses in the new contract. - Of course, how do you prefer? - he asks and my eyes turn to the clinic with glass walls and neon green details. From here I can see Diana focused on the computer, which sucks, since I shouldn't be seeing her. The previous owner was deceived and put the windows in backwards, so she can't see anything outside, but I see everything. - Sir? - With milk and a thin layer of cream. Buy one for yourself too," I say and he shakes his head, leaving the car and my eyes turn to the blonde. Diana Maria, my daily torment for over twenty-five years. Around eleven in the morning, I see Hades stop next to the counter and struggle to stand on his hind legs, earning a pat from the blonde. I get out of the car and cross the street in seconds, entering the clinic that smells like

secretary, is every plant's dream come true. - Diana, Joshua is going to love this new nickname. Just don't let my mother-in-law hear - my cousin speaks and her clear eyes meet mine. - I need to go, because guess what, I'll finally be able to have lunch with my husband. I need to run before the secretary calls the assistant. - I might fire you - I announce in a good tone when she runs into her office, shaking her red hair. -But it won't. Like me, there is no other. - He blinks and closes the door, leaving me alone with the bunny again. -Do you need anything, Mr.

Clifford? The way she pronounces my last name messes with my mind and all I do is look from her eyes to her mouth, back up to her eyes, watching her blush. It's not difficult to make her blush, most of the time it's from anger, but when I make her blush, I feel stupidly happy. - What I need, you can't give me. Not now. - My tone is low and her small, full lips open in surprise. - Have a good day, bunny. I leave feeling victorious for having left her without an answer, we cross the street and Hades lazily climbs into the car. -Where to, sir? - For the company, Hades will spend the day with me. - It's really time to put the kids to work - he says playfully and I agree, strapping my dog ​​into his special chair. The journey to the company is quick and Mathias does it in silence, parking in front and telling me that I will be ready at five in the afternoon for us to leave. The middle-aged man nods and I go up the stairs with Hades by my side. Hades is only a year and a half old, he's a real clumsy child who eats everything he sees in front of him and his overweight is linked to the fact that the bastard ruined the back of the food bowl, and I only went to see it when it was too late too much. - Behave yourself, don't bark and scare people - I say as we enter the elevator and he sits down, looking at me with a quizzical face. - I told you not to bark, not to have that face of someone who wants affection. Come on, Hades, show how fierce you are. He ignores me breathing heavily, I shake my head in disbelief that I was promised a dangerous and ferocious dog, and this came, a needy one who always wants to lie down when he sees a sofa, or lie down on my lap. We arrived at the presidency floor which I share with my grandfather, old Antony. I am the first grandson and consequently, the first in line to run the company when the old man retires. - Good morning, Mariana! Can you send me my appointments by email? - Y-Yes - he stutters looking at Hades. - There's no need to be afraid, I told you he doesn't bite - I assure him, pushing the door to my living room and Hades enters first, jumping on the sofa. - Your grandfather wants to see you. - He says, composing himself and his face takes on a reddish hue of embarrassment. - Let my grandfather know that I'll meet him for lunch, and please inform him that Hades is here. She shakes her head, picking up the phone to notify old Antony's secretary and I enter my living room, taking a deep breath, seeing Hades lying with his head on a blue pillow and the rest of his body, sprawled out on the upholstery. - Yeah, buddy, if someone catches you drooling like that, it ruins our bad reputation - I mutter, leaving my folder on the table. I stretch and finally sit down in the vice-presidential chair, imagining in a few years, sitting in the presidential chair, commanding the entire Clifford empire. At lunch time, my brother and old Antony enter my room. I asked Mariana to order food and Hades mumbles on the sofa, drooling on the cushions that will soon have to be changed. - I told you to find a wife and have children, but you appeared to me with this monster that only sleeps - Grandpa says in a voice full of indignation and sits down in one of the chairs, and my brother does the same. - Well, you said you wanted someone running around the house, you didn't specify what that someone should look like - I say jokingly, earning a hard look. - Grandpa, I'm too young to think about just one woman. - At your age I was already thinking about three women, my late Germania and my two headaches: Magda and Florinda, and a year later, her father came. - He sighs and looks at my brother. - I hope he comes to his senses and marries Diana. - It wouldn't be marriage, it would be karma - I speak too quickly and have two pairs of eyes on me. - Diana is horrible! For God's sake, my brother doesn't deserve it... - I think she's cool, she's pretty and from what I know, she's single - my brother comments and looks at our grandfather. - I'm going to ask her out. If cupid knocks, I promise the first great-grandchild will be named after you, Grandpa. I close my hand into a fist, looking with my jaw clenched at my brother, who ignores my gaze and starts talking to our grandfather, making plans and plans for when he marries the bunny. My grandfather looks at me with a raised eyebrow and my anger only increases, making my entire body tense. I turn my neck and the crack is heard by everyone, who shut up and begin to enjoy the Italian pasta that Mariana prepared for lunch. Joshua is not going to marry the bunny. I won't let you. Just having her as an employee, sister-in-law would be awesome and I don't want to know which of us will spend his first offender first. Diana Maria will not be a Clifford, that's for sure. Her blonde hair falls down my chest as her body meets its peak. I grab her thin waist, pushing it against her hips, going all the way to the shaft, being embraced by her heat, sliding easily down her channel. - I... no - she moans, digging her nails into my shoulders. - No what, bunny? - I tease, grabbing her back and in an instant I place her on her back on the white mattress. - Can't handle my dick? And that? I slide out and enter with everything, making her medium breasts with pink areolas bounce with the impact. I separate her thighs, opening her completely to me, increasing the pace of the thrusts. - Lorenzo! - The hoarse moan comes out of her small mouth and I see her eyes close tightly. I bring my thumb between her legs, making rhythmic movements over the small, hard nerve that pulses beneath my finger. I see her grip the sheets and writhe, panting and her legs shake around me as her little pussy crushes my cock. I hold my breath, trying my best not to cum. I need to have her on all fours, with her ass stuck out just for me, receiving my slaps. I lie on her body, closing my hand on her thin neck and her lips part wider. - Do you like it when I fuck you like this, bunny? - I whisper close to her ear, dragging my beard over her shoulder. - You like taking my dick up to the stalk, right, naughty girl? - Lorenzo... please... please! - Tears spring from her eyes and her face is filled with redness. I leave a bite on her ear, finding her mouth and her hands sliding down my body, scratching me. Our tongues are a