Teach-me

talking to the gardener. Her presence was a lure for his curiosity. He had seen her only a few times in

thes she wore, a long skirt and a long-sleeved blouse. Simon never understood why she dressed like that even on extremely hot days like that afternoon. Her long black hair was ti

ards her, presuming she would b

evaluated the man coming towards her and Pedro, her uncle. As soon as she recognized Simon, feeling her hands

her lip, the tension taking hold of her body as she anticip

and the worst kind of selfish, passing th

t she maintain a respectful distance from the boss's son. Paulina grew up doing thi

ying to stay out of the conversation, out of the corner of her eye, Paulina analyzed Salvatore, realizing, not for the first time, that when he wanted to

terrible personality, had nursed a crush on him in adolescence. A feeling she suppressed both because of his insistence on embarrassing her and because of the w

r. Simon!" She said goodbye, uncomfortable

mily had lived for three generations, planning to separate her

z insisted that she work as a maid or in some other lower position. For years she had fulfilled every whim of her father's, even the courses she took wer

mansion?" Simon's deep voice behin

d on her. She could continue on her way and ignore him, but if her fa

job," she muttered, head

ts, and from the curvature of the shadow on th

. "Dressed like that, I assume you're applying for the

ngers on the edges, hiding the few inches of expose

etaliate, to say that unlike the women he dated

ur tongu

abandon all the rules of good behavior implanted in

erness at a hotel,"

ng when it still depended on one last interview. Paulina would rather s

the whitish folds of her fingers, almost as if there was no blood circulating in them. Her face was also pale,

whoever had the misfortune of hiring you," Simon said

side, getting out of her way. Grasping the opportunity, Paulina wal

uld surprise Simon with a