Majestic CEO

her any openings either, but Diana was a persistent girl. "Good evening, boss. Kelly is cute, isn't she?" I looked at her, confused. "Who?" "Kelly. Monique's daughter from HR. She's four years old. She's super smart, talks a lot and is dying to have a dog, but her mother doesn't want one. I took a sip of my whiskey.

I intended for it to be the only one I'd have that night, because I didn't want to get drunk at my own company's celebration party. Sodemberg's anniversary was in October, and the following month both Diana and I would be taking a vacation. As incredible as it might seem, she wasn't very excited about it. But in my absence, there was no reason for her to stay at the company. "Apparently you know everything about her." The smile on her face widened, and I could see the dimples that formed huge holes in her face. Her gray-blue eyes had a peculiar tone too, and she looked like a doll.

Completely different from Taís, who was beautiful in a more obvious way: Barbie-style blonde, tanned, with some very discreet surgical interventions. It was hard to see Diana with pounds of makeup on her face, and she was naturally beautiful. "Are you calling me a gossip, sir?" There was something very sensual in the way she said that word, even though she had no idea about my fetishes. And I knew it was in a playful way, because she was the only person I had given any kind of freedom to not call me that, but sometimes I still insisted.

"No. I just didn't know you liked children." "Don't you know I have a ten-year-old brother? I practically raised him after our parents died." I knew in passing. I really didn't like getting involved in my employees' personal lives. I didn't like to exercise my compassion for them or I would end up forgiving their mistakes and failing to fire them when necessary. I was Iron Man, after all. Wasn't I? If she thought I was going to ask her any questions about the child or about what her life was like as a mother, even though she was only twenty-two, she wasn't exactly my type. "The girl is actually cute," I finally answered, without any emotion on my face. Diana looked at me as if I were an alien.

"Funny? For God's sake, Nicolas Sodemberg. The girl is a princess. But okay... I'll take that as quite a compliment coming from you. It would be the same as saying she's wonderful. My face remained impassive, and I could have thought of a thing or two to say to her and show her that I knew how to give compliments, but I preferred to keep quiet. Luckily for me, we were interrupted by the very little girl we were talking about, because, running and looking back, with no sense of direction, she ran straight into my legs and could have fallen backwards if I hadn't been quick enough to lean down and catch her. Her little brown eyes widened as they looked into mine, as if she had just seen a big bad wolf. I could already imagine the kind of things her parents would say to her about me. "Did you hurt yourself?"

I asked, holding her little arms, and she was visibly scared to death of me, so much so that she just shook her head in response. I heard Diana giggle, and she picked up the little girl, with the manner of someone who knew what she was doing. Then I was a little lost, watching the two of them, noticing that the little girl was gradually calming down in Diana's arms, until she started to laugh, throwing her head back. My secretary had a way with children, and she seemed to love them. It was mesmerizing and it made my heart ache to think that my son should be alive. He deserved to be treated by someone like that, although I could swear that Taís would never be exactly a loving mother. Pregnancy had been a mistake for her, something that would rob her of her youth and ruin her body