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weeks and I'll pay you every penny. Thanks. When she hung up her cell phone, Christopher quickly left and ran to the elevator, going up to his floor. He would rather wait for her at his table. But a new question arose in his head: What type of debt did Melanie have? A few minutes later the elevator opened and her eyes widened when she saw him standing next to her desk. She adjusted her red hair and approached. - Sorry, sir. Campbell. He was in the bathroom. Do you need something? - I told you you can use the one in my office, Miss. Fisher. - No need, thank you.

Do you need something? - She repeated the question, blushing. She always blushed when he said something that went beyond something professional, even offering her the bathroom in his office for her to use, it caused redness on her face. - I would just like to ask that you cancel the two meetings I was having in the afternoon and anyone who calls today, tell them I'll get back to you tomorrow. I'm leaving. - All right, sir. Campbell. - Thanks. See you tomorrow. - See you. She turned and went towards the elevator, but stopped before calling it, looking at the girl with red hair who was already sitting at her desk watching something on the computer. - MS. Fisher - he called her. - Yes? - She looked at him. He thought about what he was going to say, she would probably think he was crazy, but the idea that came to his mind when he found out she was in debt seemed very convenient. His secretary had worked with him for three years, she was the person he trusted most because she always gave every reason to never think otherwise. He couldn't have had a better idea. Melanie would make a great pretend wife! And as crazy as it might seem, it wasn't worth taking a risk, he had no problem accepting a no, much less insisting. - Come to my office - He went towards her office and she looked at him confused. - You just said you were leaving. - Yes, but I remembered one thing. Need to talk to you. Melanie got up, went to her boss's office, closed the door and sat in the chair he pointed out for her to sit on. - So, Miss. Fisher, I have a proposal. She frowned and pursed her lips, visibly confused by that conversation. - Well, next month I'll need to go to Brazil for my sister's wedding. I haven't seen my family in person for six years and they know little about me, because as you know, I'm a very private man. For reasons that are not appropriate at the moment, I need someone to pretend to be my wife. - And you want me to look for someone? - She asked, still confused. - No. I want it to be you. - Do you want me to pretend to be your wife? - She arched her eyebrow. - Yes. I know it sounds crazy, but you're one of the few people I trust. I can pay, I know you are in debt and I will pay your debt. - How do you know I'm in debt? - She opened her eyes wide. - I went looking for you and heard you talking to someone on your cell phone while you were in the bathroom. - Eavesdropping is a very ugly thing, sir. Campbell! I have always respected your privacy. - It was unintentional, Miss. Fisher. I was looking for you to let you know I was leaving. - And then you thought you had the right to stop and listen to my conversation? - She crossed her arms and he rolled his eyes. - I'm sorry, but the bathroom is the worst place for you to have this kind of conversation, I don't know if you know, but there are a lot of gossipy people in this company. - And eavesdroppers too, apparently. - She bit her lip, irritated. - I'm sorry. - She sighed - So, do you accept? What is your debt? - I don't accept it, sir. Campbell. Sorry - If she got up - I don't even know the reason for all this madness. I advise you to hire an actress. - Please, Miss. Fisher. Let's do this, I'll take you to dinner and tell you everything. Then, if you want, we can negotiate the price and you can also tell me what your debt is about. The wedding is a month away, but I can pay off your debt before the deadline ends. This fake marriage will only last as long as we spend there, a month or so, then you will go back to being my secretary and I will just be your boss. Think and tell me later, do you have my number. If you accept, we'll have dinner tomorrow. I'll pick you up at your house at eight. - I'll think about it, sir. Campbell. But I'm already clear that I don't feel at all comfortable with this. Excuse me. - She got up and left the room. Christopher preferred not to say anything else, getting up and leaving immediately. Melanie was thoughtful when he left and he hoped that by the end of the next day she would say "yes". Chapter One Christopher would never admit it, but he spent the whole night waiting for Melanie to call, he even prayed for it to happen and he wasn't even that religious. The thought of appearing in Brazil without a companion gave him chills and he only thought about how everyone would realize that he still felt hurt by his ex-girlfriend. In fact, it was a great humiliation for him when he discovered that his brother and his girlfriend had been having an affair for months. And he didn't find out the best way. It still hurt to remember when he went to his girlfriend's house to surprise her for her birthday, thinking she was in another city. But, when he opened the door with his spare key, he was the one surprised. The two were lying on the living room carpet and Evelyn was bouncing on her brother's cock. Christopher had to pinch himself to make sure that this humiliation was nothing more than a terrible nightmare. Watching the wide eyes of the woman he loved and his brother when they saw him while Andrew still had his cock stuck in her vagina, it was even worse for him. "I can explain" the two said as they stood up completely naked, but there was nothing to explain, the ridiculous scene that Christopher witnessed with his own eyes was enough to require no explanation. Explanations were given to those who were confused or had doubts, he understood very well what was happening there. Heartbroken, Christopher turned and left as quickly as he could. He hated to think that he would be the target of pitying looks when everyone found out that her girlfriend cheated on him with her brother, on the same carpet where the night before, he proposed and she accepted, completely excited. Cynical, and he considered himself an idiot. Luckily, no one other than his mother knew he was almost engaged. All that was left was the ring and making it official, otherwise the looks would be even worse. However, he still wondered if everyone really looked at him with pity, or was it just the shame he felt when everyone found out the real reason for his breakup. Evelyn went to his door the day after the incident, apologized and tried, once again, to explain herself. As if the fact that she has been in love with her brother since before they dated was a plausible and understandable reason

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