"It is said that the confessions born after midnight are the truest and most sincere... So, why does my heart race at the memory of the one I claim to hate?"
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Larsen Company
The company was witnessing a peak of activity unlike its predecessors.
Engineers were everywhere, workers were divided into carefully organized groups as if they were in a beehive..
and the dominant sound in this atmosphere was the sound of fingers pressing the keyboard..
Of course the atmosphere would be enthusiastic because the announcement of Larsen's most important project was only a week away..
Only one week separates the world from getting to know the smart watch whose mission was not only to know the time, but also equipped with a very accurate positioning system and artificial intelligence that make getting lost is impossible.
You will be a treasure for people, especially tourists, who will find it easy to discover the country they came to with ease and without fear of getting lost.
In Rodolfo's office..
He was with Celia, who was working with him for the first time in the same office, sitting next to him, reviewing the designs proposed by the engineers and choosing the best ones to keep the final word for Rodolfo for the final selection.
He was working seriously and calmly.
His blue eyes focused on the blue screen in front of him with concentration.
Extreme... His features are rigid and fixed, unlike what the employees experience outside..
Celia was working at times and peeking at him at other times..
It seems that the adrenaline hormone is inhibited in this creature..That's what she always thought ..
There is no small sign indicating that he is feeling nervous..
Not even a sign..
Her words cut through the silence and seriousness that has fallen over the place...
Mr. Larsen, there is a problem with this computer that refuses to save data..
He raised his head, a furrow appearing between his eyebrows.
He extended his hand as he tried to solve the problem From his seat
Celia was staring at his fingers pressing the keyboard quickly as if she had been created to do that.
Another furrow appeared between his eyebrows when he failed to solve the problem..
He moved forward and took a better position that would help him work..
better for him..
but not better for her..
because she froze when she felt him behind her, surrounding her with his hands on the computer in front of her..
Her back to his chest... she could almost swear she could hear his heartbeat
feeling his calm, hot breath on her neck..
and his perfume mixed with the scent of tobacco penetrating her nose without asking for permission..
her heart began to beat rapidly..
while he was working quietly, oblivious to the storm he was causing for her..
She didn't know how much time he spent solving the problem because she had lost track of time..
She closed her eyes as she tried to breathe deeply. talking to herself..
Celia inhaled and exhaled...
When he finally finished..
he whispered at her ear in his harsh tone...
"the problem is solved, continue your work."
he said as he took his time to fill his lungs with the fragrant scent of her..
the smell of vanilla... as if it were a piece of candy...
when she did not respond with any reaction... and he noticed her rapid breathing..
a ghost of a smile appeared on his lips..
"okay I think I can finish the work now.."
she said in a tone that was struggling to be formal and balanced....
A sudden entrance saved Celia, prompting her to thank God and secretly vow to make Alfredo eat a large apple pie.
"Have you seen Celia?"
Alfredo blurted out, the door suddenly opens...
Rodolfo stepped back slightly, looking dignified.
"Yes, I'm here."
" I've been looking for you everywhere. There's something I need to..."
"She's working, Alfredo,"
Rodolfo interrupted, his tone commanding, but Celia continued:
"I've finished, Mr. Larsen. All that's left is your final design choice."
Rodolfo pressed his hand, which was behind his back, firmly, but his expression remained impassive.
his gaze lingering a second too long on Alfredo..
"Alright, you can go."
Both Alfredo and Celia smiled.
She hurried after him.
"Damn it,"
Rodolfo muttered after they finally left.
"That's all I needed... "
...
"Hurry, Celia, damn it.."
"where are you taking me, Alfredo?"
" Just follow me and shut up..."
Celia rolled her eyes boredly..
until they reached the back door of the company, where there was a back garden that is not a favorite destination for many...
to find an old-fashioned shiny red car... 80s-style...
with sweets stuck to it everywhere..
all kinds of sweets and chocolates..
which made it look funny and appetizing at the same time..
Celia opened her mouth in shock while laughing..
"What is this? Alfredo, were you serious about the candy house that you wanted to make in our childhood.."
" Well yes, that project is still in my head and I will implement it later.. But that's something else. "
"So what is this..."
Celia ran to the car trying to remove one of the chocolates to eat it..
"No!!"
Alfredo screamed and ran to it..
" It is not yours, you savage.."
" What?!! "
She looked at him embarrassed..
" Damn you, Alfredo, why do you show me this if it is not for me"
He laughed at her appearance, which turned red.
It can't be understood from anger or embarrassment..
"Let me explain... Since the Spring Festival is next week... I decided that we would go together in this car and distribute these candies to the children there.."
Celia's eyes softened and she smiled..
" That's very nice of you, Alfredo.."
" I know.."
" Well, speaking of the festival, I.."
A question mark formed on Alfredo's forehead..
" I won't be able to attend."
"What!?"
He approached her, looking into her hazel eyes, which she was trying to look away from his face..
" What the hell You say, Celia... After seven years, we will meet again at our favorite festival... Why on earth won't you come.."
Celia raised her eyes to him again.
" Alfredo, the company's project, will be launched next week.."
He interrupted her
" everyone knows that the festival day is a holiday.."
She shouted at him..
" I'm not an ordinary worker... Alfredo, have you forgotten... I don't have the right to a holiday... Only the weekend.."
" This is crazy... Why the hell don't you allow me to intervene.."
He shouted at her when he felt useless..
"Because you don'thave to ... This is my own business... I don't need anyone's pity... "
Celia said this all at once, screaming at Alfredo.
" Pity!!? Is that what you think of me? "
" Alfredo, wait, I didn't mean it.. i "
Celia tried to explain herself after she had understood what she had said.
" Well, good luck with your work.."
He turned to leave...
"Alfredo, please.."
Celia clutched her hair as she watched him go...
"Damn it ..
I think I fucked up"
.....
one hour before midnight
Celia lay in her bed preparing to sleep, but she did not think she would be able to..
She could not believe that this day had finally ended..
Her situation with Alfredo was bad..
very bad..
She was not accustomed to hurting the souls of others..
especially Alfredo..
The only person she feels safe with and the only person who has never let her down.
A slight shiver ran down her spine when she remembered that situation..
She closed her eyes and turned to the other side, trying to sleep..
but she could not..
She quickly picked up her phone to write a message, then She stopped..
" No, no, I will not send him a message. It's a bad idea... "
Then suddenly she got up quickly..
Her long hair was scattered and her bangs were also spread over her face in a naive way..
She said while addressing herself..
I know it's a crazy idea but it's worth trying..
As Bianca always says..
"Crazy ideas never disappoint me while natural ones always let me down..."
She got up from her bed and went down to the kitchen.
Michelle and Lizzie were asleep.
She closed the door trying not to make any noises..
She made a cup of coffee to stay awake..
She snapped her fingers..
"Let's begin.."
For a moment you wonder what she's doing...
She'll make apple pies and take them to Alfredo before he sleeps...
She'll find him awake, she's sure...
Nearly two hours later, after she finished the third cup of cofee
She put the delicious pies in a box and carried them out, sneaking out with extreme caution...
Her parents will kill her if they find out...
She has always been a sensible daughter... And these actions they will attribute to Bianca.
Of course... that poor girl..
" well, what's the worst that could happen.."
she stole her father's keys, who fortunately for her put them in the pocket of his jacket hanging by the door...
she took them while walking on tiptoe..
she closed the door and ran to the car...
" to the Larsen Palace.."
she finally arrived...
the dark aura surrounding the place made goosebumps run all over her body...
The place has changed a lot; she hasn't come here again since that tragic incident.
Celia beams...
the majestic palace appears behind that large, decorated iron door With beautiful golden engravings...
She approached the door until she felt a gun placed above her head..
She gasped in shock...
" Who are you? "
"what are you doing here? How dare you approach..."
Two guards were behind her, aiming at her..
"Wait, I... I came to see Alfredo..."
The two guards laughed sarcastically...
" Get out of here before I blow your head off, you whore.."
" How dare you describe me like that, you bastard..."
The sound of chaos, loud voices, and insults made Rodolfo look out from his balcony at the front of the palace...
His eyes widened in shock as he saw the last person he expected to see...
At this time...
"What brought this crazy woman here?Was she ignorant or stupid or both..."
He quickly descended the stairs..
" Let her in ."
The two guards quickly stepped aside and lowered their weapons when they recognized the source of the sound...
" Sorry, Mr. Larsen, we found her trying to enter... "
She felt very embarrassed and turned her head the other way...
He raised his eyebrow as he looked at her...
He extended his hand inviting her to enter...
She took a hesitant step... Then she entered...
" So did you miss me..."
" What, why should I do that? "
"So what? What the hell are you doing here at this time..."
"It's just i ... This doesn't concern you Where is Alfredo? I want to meet him..."
Rodolfo never imagined that hearing his brother's name would anger him...
But at this moment he felt like killing them and throwing them to the dogs...
He approached her with heavy steps while she began to retreat in a defensive position...
She placed the box of pies in front of her ...
until she reached the wall that was behind her while Rodolfo approached and surrounded her with it...
"If you want to have a relationship Naive love, make sure you keep your nonsense away from my house..."
" What kind of relationship are you talking about... "
She whispered in surprise and awe as she looked at him, trying to reach his eyes...
He was wearing only an undershirt that highlighted his muscles in a sexy way...
His hair, which had always been styled with the care befitting him, was scattered over his blue eyes, which had turned dark at night...
The sound of their breathing was all that was heard here...
Her chest rose and fell violently...
She did not know whether it was because of his proximity or because of her fear...
She began curses herself for putting herself in a stupid situation like this...
"I want... Alfredo..."
"Did they tell you that we are homeless and waiting for you to feed us?"
Rodolfo said looking at the box in her hand with a raised eyebrow.
He opened it and took out a small apple pie and tasted it...
"You are the worst cook ever. Are you trying to poison my brother..."
"What, how dare you..".
" Celia, what are you doing here..."
Alfredo came out of nowhere...
She began to thank God and think about giving Alfredo the medal of heroism because he always saved her...
She quickly ran to him and hugged her to calm her down...
"Okay, calm down, I am here..."
Rodolfo looked at them as he finished eating the pie...
" Your view is Disgusting, I'm going to vomit.."
but at the same time his eyes darkened as he saw him stroking her head..
" Okay, calm down.. "
"Alfredo, I'm sorry, I didn't meant what I said. You know that right?,
I brought you your favorite pancakes and I made them myself.. I couldn't sleep while you were angry with me"
Celia said, speaking non-stop
" Celia, damn it, I'm not angry with you, I'm just afraid for you.. Don't do this again.. This is reckless and does not suit you.. The place here is dangerous.."
The least that can be said is... Rodolfo's expression was disgust...
" If she comes close to my house again, I will be the one who will kill her."
He said that and entered the house...
squeezing his hand in anger that he did not know the reason for...
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