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CHAPTER 07
Winter and Fire"If there is no admiration, he does not exist and he hates being invisible."...I walk to the dining room. I finally see the chef, who Camila talked about yesterday. The woman must already be over forty years old. He wears a white suit, typical of someone who cooks in prestigious places. He turns to me, blinks curiously.“Aryanna Viscardi?”"Hello, yes, it's me, the new one" I confirm his doubt.She nods lightly, drawing an affable smile.“A pleasure, welcome. Yesterday, I did not see you”“Yes, I was assigned another part of the house. Genesis tells me that I must bring breakfast to Silvain...”“I'm already finishing it, help me put everything on the tray” broadcast and I do it.Blueberries, strawberries and chocolate; waffles with honey, there are steaks with eggs, orange juice and coffee. That's a lot of food. And everything looks very appealing. The housekeeper told me that Silvain eats on the terrace, which is why I don't ask where to go when I'm already holding
CHAPTER 08
“Nothing”“Can I leave?” I question, urgently.“No, you know you don't, you work for me, and you will leave when I decide”“OK” I let out my breath, there is anger in my system, contained fury that I don't release because it won't be good for me."You can sit on the floor, I'll finish" he says and it couldn't be more humiliating.I'm not going to lie down on my buttocks and wait for the young man to finish eating.“No, I'm fine like this” He doesn't say anything else.Another moment passes and he finishes eating. He wake up. He looks more imposing, more powerful and has double dominion over me. He is really muscular, strong and handsome. My breath stops, my lips stay straight, forced to pretend it doesn't affect me. I don't know myself, this part of me freezes, it's being covered by the ice it generates, it's cold, my boss rarely supplies the highest and lowest at the same time. A fire blazing inside my being, a burning winter makes it worse.“Um... avoid going back to that kind of be
CHAPTER 09
Useless DesireAt mealtime with my companions, on that secluded side, which is distinguished by the absence of elegance. They murmur among themselves, talking about a certain Gaspard. They seem mischievous and heated when mentioning it. I stay on the sidelines, I'm not familiar with those topics, it makes me uncomfortable.“Have you seen Lebrun yet?” Camila asks, mischief touches her lips, it gets into her eyes that shine like two stars.“No, who is that?” I ask, frowning."Sylviain's sexy friend" Julia answers with a silly face and silly sighs. Lucky you, Aryanna, you had to clean the pool area and Lebrun's hottie is in the pool.“What are you saying? I'm not looking forward to...”“Are you kidding?” Camila interrupts “I was about to beg Genesis to let me clean the glass walls, but on Friday I did”And clicks his tongue, then snorts. I don't know how perfect that Lebrun is, what I do know is that after seeing Silvain, even such an idiot, another pretty face is not going to blind me.
CHAPTER 10
“Mister? I'm not that old...” he frowns, there's fun.He looks different from Silvain, which makes me reluctant to meet him friends. How do they combine? He is different from him, I don't know if he is more friendly and relaxed, but he makes me nervous with his seductive performance. Are the French like that, inveterate in conquering? Except Silvain, who has only made himself look like a tyrant.“I'm sorry, I'm Silvain's servant. And my name is Aryanna Viscardi” I extend my hand to him, instead of shaking it, he leans in and leaves a kiss on the back of my hand.Self-conscious, I withdraw my hand and barely smile."Gaspard Lebrun, just call me Gaspard" he winks at me, my insides tremble. I won't take up any more of your time, I'm sure you'll be busy.“You're right, I have work to do, with permission” I turn around, about to walk the other way.“Wait” His voice stops my progress.I squeeze my eyelids.“Yeah?”"I'll be here for the day, if you don't mind" he says.“Of course not”“Yeah!
CHAPTER 11
Sand ShelterSaturday, March 25, 2021.I still find it hard to believe that you've walked away, leaving me alone. What I do?Now I don't know what to do if you're not here. You, who have always been present, cease to be my today and tomorrow, you have gone into yesterday that becomes more distant every day.I don't smile at the day, and I cry at the night.And when I get up, I'm out of breath. There's dawn peeking through the window, but it's not enough. I need you, the emptiness burns, and only you are capable of calming the glare that hurts.They tell me I can start over, but I don't want to. I no longer see the light in these parts, a blackout stays with me, withered emotions, lines that go nowhere, and more photos on the wall that multiply memories.I can't find the way out, there are incurable wounds, no one can save me. I am a note that was broken before being bottled, now thrown into the sea it dissolved in the salt water.Without your colors, I am just an abstract, incomplete
CHAPTER 12
At dawn, I move around in a strange bed, it takes me a few minutes to find myself in the guest room, at Mila's house. I was woken up by the phone alarm that I set to ring, now I hate the sound, it's annoying. I don't want to go to work, and I have to work. Although I don't know what awaits me, because I haven't taken my boss's calls. He will surely be like an ogre, and I don't think he will take pity on me, even if I tell him my reasons.I hurry, less than fifteen minutes later, I'm ready. After that, I go down to have breakfast. I find Mila preparing some sandwiches. I greet her, she responds animatedly. Always energetic. Place a slice, a slice of ham, yellow cheese, lettuce, tomato and cucumber slices. He adds some sauces and puts the other slice of bread on top. Press a little and with a knife cut it in half in a triangular shape. Now he places the two halves on a plate and offers it to me.“Thank you, Mila”“Eat, I hope you like it”She makes one, and then joins me in devouring it
CHAPTER 13
Rotten applesHis expressive look is killing me, petulant. He has a certain way of seeing me that destroys the lack of courage in me. This has been replaced by a cowardice, dry and sharp, like wood breaking, or the blow of a whip leaving deep bruises. The situation is certain, getting out of it is a gigantic doubt. My throat has become dry and passing saliva hurts. I am struggling to hold his piercing eyes. And I surrender to the restlessness, massacring my weak self.“Aryanna Viscardi, do you finally deign to come? I hope you have a consistent and credible explanation for the missing days, we will talk in my office”“Good morning boss. First, I apologize for everything, and second, yes, I have my reasons. I will explain everything to you” I babble out of breath.He doesn't say anything else. I follow him, up the stairs, straight to his office. Everything is worse behind closed doors, with him silent, because I have a feeling that his silence will turn into a roar. He will hit me with
CHAPTER 14
“Who's there?”"Open the door, it's me, Genesis" She informs and I get up and open it.“I...”“Don't explain to me, I already know everything” Come in and I'm ashamed.“All?”"You are very angry about everything that happened this week, please understand" she tells me.I blink in disbelief. Are you kidding? I will not understand, nor accept their violence as part of their difficult days. Focus your attention on my cheek.“No, he's a cretin, look what he's done to me”“Yes, I know, thank goodness it's not serious. I have an ointment for that”"Aren't you listening to me?" —I claim without measuring the tone, I am desperate and overwhelmed by injustice.“You need to calm down, Aryanna. you're alive, so don't exaggerate” he continues. I shake off his attempt to grab me by the shoulders.“Stop saving his behavior, it was indecent to offer me to have something with him in exchange for lightening my work here. I didn't miss it by choice, I just lost mom and he hasn't put a single second in