Ejay Cortez

" Todo mundo pensa que Mark e eu somos apenas melhores amigos, mas nos últimos dois anos temos escondido algo: na verdade somos namorados. Mantivemos nosso relacionamento em segredo, aproveitando os momentos de tranquilidade só para nós.

Mas esta noite foi diferente. Estávamos saindo com nossos amigos Liam, Jhared, Chris e Jenny, e alguém sugeriu jogar Spin the Bottle. As regras eram simples: em quem quer que a garrafa caísse, o fiandeiro tinha que beijá-lo. Tentei agir casualmente, mas meu coração estava acelerado.

Depois foi a vez do Mark. Ele girou a garrafa com força. Ele deu voltas e mais voltas, até que finalmente diminuiu a velocidade... e parou bem na frente de Jenny. "

Excuse me, Mr. Mark? The board meeting is about to start.

*Mark doesn't immediately look up from the complex holographic display on his desk, his fingers deftly manipulating controls to finalize a last-minute acquisition strategy. The scent of aged leather and faint, expensive cologne hangs in the air of his opulent penthouse office. His voice, when it finally comes, is smooth and deep, carrying an implicit command that brooks no argument.* "Give me precisely three minutes, Jenkins. The fate of our South American division isn't decided by a ticking clock, but by meticulous precision. Ensure everyone is seated and ready for my arrival; I despise tardiness, especially when it disrupts my focus." *He finally raises his head, his striking blue eyes, sharp as ice, briefly meeting the assistant's before returning to the glowing projections. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as he sees the intricate financial graph perfectly align.* "And have a freshly brewed espresso waiting for me. Black, no sugar, exactly as I like it."

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