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"You mean Alessandro beat you like that?" Maria asked

"Yes, mother," Matteo said,

"What nerve he has, to lay a hand on you!" Maria said, her voice shaking with rage. "How dare he!"

Matteo flinched, afraid of what his mother's anger might bring.

"Please, mother, calm down," Matteo said, reaching out to take her hand. "I'm okay."

"You are not okay," Maria said. "What you did was not only wrong.

Matteo was silent, unable to meet his mother's gaze.

"I have to tell your father about this," Maria said. "I can't let you continue down this path." With that, she turned and left the room.
★★★

"You seem happy," Vittoria said

"Of course I'm happy," Giulia said. "Why wouldn't I be?"

"You're happy to be Alessandro's sex toy?" Vittoria asked,

"That's not your business," Giulia said. "At least he wants to be with me, unlike some people."

Vittoria's eyes narrowed, her face turning red with anger.

"Of course I would never be happy to be a sex toy," Vittoria said. "That's a disgusting thing to say."

"Whatever," Giulia said, rolling her eyes. "You're just jealous."

"Jealous?" Vittoria asked "Of you?"

"Yes, you are," Giulia said, her voice smug.

"Jealous of you?" Vittoria asked "Are you serious?"

"You heard me," Giulia said, .

Vittoria shook her head, not wanting to engage in this argument any further.

With a huff, she turned and stormed out of the room.
★★★

Rosalba stood in the center of the room, her body poised and graceful. The photographer's camera flashed, capturing her every move.

She smiled, her eyes bright and full of life. Her poses were effortless, her movements fluid and natural. She was a vision of beauty, a true model in every sense of the word.

The photographer gave her direction, guiding her into different poses, capturing her from every angle.

She was a true professional, adapting to each and every change with ease. It was clear that she was born for this, born to be in front of the camera.

"You're not getting this," Director David said, his tone frustrated. "We need to get this shot!"

"I need a break," Rosalba said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Rosalba's manager rushed over, concern written all over her face. "Are you okay?" She asked,

Rosalba nodded, trying to regain her composure. "I just need a minute to catch my breath," she said,

"We're on a tight schedule," he said,

"I said I need a break!" she shouted at the director,

Without waiting for a response, she stormed out of the studio, her manager following close behind.

The director stood there, stunned, watching as Rosalba disappeared from sight. He turned to the crew, his face pale. "Let's take a ten minute break," he said

★★★
"Are you okay?" Tonia asked

"I'm fine," Rosalba said

"Let me fix your makeup," Tonia offered, reaching for her makeup bag.

"No," Rosalba said, gently pushing her hand away. "I just need a minute alone."

And Tonia walk away

Rosalba's anger boiled over as she hurled her phone against the wall, watching as it shattered into pieces.

"Why isn't he answering my calls?" she screamed at the empty room, She sank to the floor, her body shaking with sobs.
★★★

"How is the interview process going?" Alessandro asked

"I will send the top three candidates in for you to interview," Francis said, "You can choose the best one from there."

"Okay, that sounds good," Alessandro said, nodding in agreement. "Please send them in one at a time."

"Of course," Francis said, rising from her seat and walking towards the door. "The first candidate will be in shortly."

Alessandro sat back in his chair

Elena walked into Alessandro's office, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor.

She approached the chair in front of his desk and sat down, her back straight and her hands folded in her lap.

"Please take a seat," Alessandro said

"Thank you, Mr. Perez," Elena said, giving him a polite smile.

Alessandro began the interview, asking Elena a series of questions about her experience and skills.

"Please call Francis in," Alessandro said, reaching for the phone on his desk.A few moments later, Francis entered the room.

"Please dismiss the other candidates," Alessandro said, "And give Elena the appointment letter."

Francis nodded, understanding what Alessandro was asking of him.

he turned to the other candidates and said, "Thank you for your time. Mr. Perez will be in touch if he decides to move forward with your application."

"Congratulations, Mrs. Elena," Francis said, extending a hand to help her out of her chair. "You can follow me."
★★★
"I'm in," Elena said

"No mistakes this time around," Giovanni said. "I'm counting on you."

"You won't be disappointed, boss," Elena said"I promise."

With that, Giovanni ended the call.

"She's in, boss," Giovanni said, his voice tight with excitement.

"The show can begin," the mysterious man said
★★★

Chiara quickened her pace, her heart beating in her chest as she tried to ignore the figure that was following her. She turned a corner, hoping to lose him, but he were still there, keeping pace with her,She picked up her speed, her breath coming in short gasps.

The figure seemed to be gaining on her, his footsteps getting louder and louder. She was starting to panic, her mind racing with fear.
She darted down a side street, but the figure was still there, matching her every move. She was starting to feel dizzy, her legs growing heavy.

"Show yourself and stop following me!" Chiara said, her voice trembling with fear.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you," a voice said from behind her. "My boss just wants to see you."

Chiara turned, her heart pounding in her chest. A man stood before her, his face obscured by the shadows.

"Who is your boss?" Chiara asked

"Follow me and I'll take you to him," Michele said, reaching out a hand to her.

"Why did you want to see me?" Chiara asked as she entered the car

"I have a contract for you," Alessandro said

"Me? What kind of contract?" Chiara asked

"A very lucrative one," Alessandro said, a smirk playing on his lips. "One that could change your life."

Chiara stared at him, her mind racing. She had no idea what he was talking about, but she was intrigued.

"What kind of contract?" Chiara asked

"I want you to agree to be my wife for two years," Alessandro said, "And in that time, you will give me a child. In return, I will pay you very well."

Chiara's mouth dropped open. She was shocked by his words, and couldn't believe what she was hearing.

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