A Wife For Him, CEO

A Wife For Him, CEO

Giss Dominguez

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Anna worked for an adult website. She was always receiving messages from men, interested in her photos. But one day she received a rather peculiar message: Do you want to be my wife?

A Wife For Him, CEO Chapter 1 1

I feel self"conscious a little strange and my heart is beating at 100 per hour. But despite everything, all I want right now is to basically start over.

The hope that this is my opportunity to basically solve my problems.

But I didn't know exactly, all I wanted to do was look up. Just not to forget a bit about everything, at that moment as I couldn't find any other escapes.

The doorbell rang, as soon as I go to open the door I meet Francisco.

I can't help but look at him with a friendly smile, and tell him to come in.

The same income, making a sound with his shoes which were expensive like all his clothes.

"I wanted to know how you were...?" He said kindly and I couldn't help but smile.

"I'm fine," I said, simply shrugged.

I walked in the direction of Emma, she had been moved by the cushion. He was in an awkward position for her. When she accommodates him, I could pay attention to my future husband.

"I hope that what happened hasn't bothered you.

"What happened to the woman...?" " I wanted to know

"Don't know. I guess she went to her house," he said amused and always mind yes away.

I sighed, at that moment I didn't ask him anything else about the woman.

We had agreed on the wedding, for next month. There are exactly 29 days left before I can join this man.

He himself smiled at me, took my hand and gave me a spin. I couldn't help but smile, he stole a kiss from me, a kiss from between his lips.

I was lost... lost in a smile, the way he treated me.

"You look more beautiful than ever," he told me and I just nodded, not convinced by his words, but maybe they were just true.

I smiled, unable to help it and at that moment I basically felt like a princess.

When she left, for some reason I couldn't fathom, I sighed in relief.

I began to wash everything that had been dirty, and after passing the floor with a damp cloth, I had cleaned the kitchen.

I heave a loud sigh, it was a bit strange not having to work and at that moment, I couldn't help but miss over and over again.

For some reason work.

Curious, I open the page and find a new message.

Message from unknown:

"Are you really going to ignore me, if not I will say by all means... Who was before."

Terrified, I take a picture and Francisco is sent to him, maybe he could help me.

" Love, calm down I'll investigate who this person is. Don't worry.

I sigh in relief, and at that moment all I can do is smile.

I try to calm down even though that message filled me with terror.

What if the best thing was to give up everything...?

I didn't know.

He put the phone aside, and I turn it off. I don't want to have anything to do with anyone right now.

All I want is to exercise even for half an hour, and forget about everything for a bit. I started to stretch my body, to be able to do it and then I took a couple of weights, and I did cardio with weights.

When I finished, I was completely sweaty; my baby had fallen asleep on the rug so i left her there.

I went to look for new and clean clothes, so I could change her. I got her room, for some reason, I felt observed.

The blinds, and then I went to bathe together in general, I changed the room. That's why I had done that despite that, still the concern of feeling... watched.

It invaded me over and over again.

I sighed, until I had changed myself, combed and perfumed.

I also had Emma in my arms. I put her in the stroller there so I could go out for a walk.

I didn't have many options to entertain myself.

In addition to the fact that she was very young and was not going to send her to a nursery yet.

When 20 minutes passed, while she was walking block by block, quite distracted, a boy, she approached me.

I looked at him curiously, since he started running at the same level as me.

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