Stephen
The office on the 50th floor smelled of old leather and a coffee that had gone cold hours ago. Esteban, CEO of Valtierra Global, observed the city through the reinforced glass. At thirty-three, his life was a straight line of efficiency and coldness. There was no room for chaos, let alone love. "It's not a suggestion, Esteban. It's a sentence," his father's voice, heavy and tired, broke the silence. One month. If in thirty days there is no wife by your side, I will sign the transfer of powers in favor of your cousin Raúl. Esteban turned, his steel-gray eyes gleaming with contained fury. "Raúl?" He is a gambler. You will turn this company into a casino in less than a semester. "Then show me that you can be a complete man. A family gives stability, it gives image. I don't care if you bring it from a country club or from a neighborhood. I just want to see that you're able to commit to more than just a balance sheet. His father left without waiting for a response
About Stephen
The office on the 50th floor smelled of old leather and a coffee that had gone cold hours ago. Esteban, CEO of Valtierra Global, observed the city through the reinforced glass. At thirty-three, his life was a straight line of efficiency and coldness. There was no room for chaos, let alone love. "It's not a suggestion, Esteban. It's a sentence," ...Read more