VALENTINA TOMMASO

I was oothing all that and now I'm his mistress. Not even I'm the wife and even if that fucking contract is just a business he owes me respect. I was going to end this party and I’m done being the mistress. I get up to go to his office and when I look, I see that something was in tune there between them.

I couldn't believe it. He was so elated with her in the room, but I gave myself up to my work and went to do the things I had to do and I left him out and even angry. I went to my boss's office and talked to him for a few minutes, and he gave me an assignment. He said so many things and I just worried about what he talked to her about. And I saw it when she sat at the end of the table, and he laughed all melted. I couldn't believe what I saw, he still stroked her hand, I was so far away, and I feel my boss touching me.

― Is it all right Valentina the colors?

― A thousand apologies, I was thinking about my mother and who is hospitalized. But yes, sir, you’re deciding the colors and sizes, and I'm just going to change the neon.

― I trust your talent and it will be the best.

― Thank you, Mr. Matarazzo.

I didn't hear what he said to me.

― You have made the choice and are paying for it.

― What did you say?

― Nothing only accepts that it hurts less.

 I look at Enzo's office and I see the smiles.

Before I left the room and I still looked in his front room and didn't believe him all shy and full of charm talking to her and I took a deep breath and didn't recognize myself, was I jealous of Enzo? I couldn't leave the room stunned and I almost banged my face on the door. When I was coming back, Carol held me.

― Amiga, I think we'd better do that project together. What do you think? We're going to pick the cores, I'm going to help you, and that's how it's going to be quick.

I was distant and still breathed and stared at the exit door and I wanted to run away. I just realized I got on a stuck boat and I'm drowning. I'm back in the real world.

― Yes, it can be...

― Are what you hear far away? Did he get cute again?

― I’m not thinking about how I'm going to solve a mess of my mind, but what did I say before?

― Let's do the project together that you need to introduce the cat. Forgot?

― So, it's okay, I'm going to grab a cup of coffee and meet you at my desk. But it doesn't take long because it's a lot that you decide.

I went out to the canteen, to get the coffee, and looking again at his office, I was still there with her. So far away thinking about everything I saw and what I was feeling, and I found myself in a hole. I close my eyes and for a moment I went back to the past when I was betrayed and why this now? And I remember swore to me that I would never fall in love again and now I'm here wanting to fly around the neck of a stranger and I laugh.

And when I got to the canteen, I looked, there were still some people, some gossipers. I took two cups of coffee and when I turned around, my hand pushed all over the coffee over me. I can't believe it. When I raised my face it was the woman who came to make me feel and takes away the peace. I still look directly into your face and walk away.

"Boy, what gave you pushed the coffee. I shook my hand burning. ― Look what you've done. 

"I have done nothing. Are you out of your mind? She started screaming. ― Why are you treating me like this? I didn't do anything to you. You just bumped into me, and you're lying.

She started saying horrible things and everybody stared at me, staring at me, and making faces. I looked at her and I saw her want scandal and the fool here fell on hers and gave stage.

― You're crazy, you threw the coffee at me. 

― I have done nothing and are lying.

― It came with everything upon me. I said and everyone looked and made faces and mouths and I turn around.

― You were your fault, are you crazy? You threw coffee at me that you're playing poor thing. She said it and it was a push game. And he came and he's already held my hand and saw that it burned.

― What do you hear here?

― This woman, this crazy woman, threw her coffee up.

― Lie, she came up and I got scared.

She said horrible things and her lips trembled and he just shut me down and shook my head and saw that I was hurt and not her. But she seemed to believe the things she played.

―Valentina, please. Enough of this, please, to the scandal. Then everyone looked, I looked, he looked, they shook his head, he shook his head and made the gestures, and I followed him.  ― You're back at work and now.

I went after him looking and heard the comments and she came after, furious, what a hate I felt about her. I'd like to throw the whole coffee maker in your head.

Hearing the screams behind my back.

― It was Valentina, the culprit. She's the one who dropped her coffee. 

My hand burned and he took me to his office. When he arrived in his office, ran into the first aid box and brought a little ointment, he took care of my hand, and I sat in front of him touching my hand.

He put my hand on his thigh and I was breathing hard, and I realized that he cared about me. And I also felt a strange mood and when he touched my hand I trembled, and he shook my fingers. It was something strange and when I raise my face looking into his clear eyes and he smiled. I looked right at him, I had a doubt, after all he had a lot of women and, is it because I?

― Why do you care so much about me? Why are you taking care of a wound, and I could go there in the first aid?

― Because I don't want to lose an employee and that's an accident at work.

― That's not what I see. Why this woman here now? What are your feelings for her? I see you have feelings because she threw coffee at me. It's your fault. I didn't stop talking and I took advantage. ― And I see your eyes, and at that moment there I saw that she hated me.

― We are friends. And enough of that.

He spent his fingertips stroking and putting the ointment. I was sitting in front of me, I shook my head, I didn't understand why all this was. He even stroked my hand and smiled.

― Relax, but we're just friends. And she's going to help me with some projects. But I see your hand is better now. 

― Yes, I didn't need all that, but since you did, thank you.

I turned my back, I didn't want to hear anything anymore and i didn't even know anything. When she was at the door of the room, I left.

When I got back to my desk. She still walked past me, made an ugly face, was brave, shooting and looked. I loved seeing her face for him, taking care of my hand, and letting her go.

― Pelo menos eu entendi um ponto. Você não acha, Carol?

― Certamente, um ponto muito alto que ele a deixou lá para cuidar de sua mão.

―, mas você já viu como ela me odeia?

Eu vi seus olhos, eles estavam soltando fogos, parecia ser um diabo, e todo mundo dizendo que você jogou café.

― Claro que não. Ela veio até mim com tudo, e o café caiu na minha mão. Eu ainda tentei segurá-lo, mas não consegui. Que ódio eu sentia por ela. Eu estava bravo com ela, e eu imaginei que eu era o único. ― Agora ela está lá, esfregando-se nele.

― E todos na lanchonete disseram que foi você quem jogou café.

― Só para avisar, amigo, eu nunca faria isso, mas queria jogar cafeteira na cabeça dela, que lambe oferecia.

― Vejo que meu amigo está com ciúmes...

― Nunca. E o que mais eles disseram?

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