My name is Nicole, I'm 28 years old. I'm single by choice, believe me, I have a magnet for jerks. I have a degree in business administration, I majored in business administration because I didn't know what college to choose since I hadn't identified with anything. I don't have contact with my father, my mother died in childbirth and my father blamed me for everything, he hated me and I lived through hell with him. Thanks to my father, I took self-defense classes and I box to vent my anger. Currently, I'm a driver, it's not an easy profession for women, but I like challenges. I'm very focused, I pay attention to everything around me and I like to live intensely.

My name is Anna, I'm 27 years old. I just got out of an abusive and toxic relationship thanks to Nicole who has been my best friend since childhood. I have a degree in fashion, I speak Portuguese, English, and Italian fluently, I have traveled to many places, and I have known many cultures. I was born in Brazil, I've been living in New York for nine years and I'm not leaving here anymore. I have a free and adventurous spirit, I get attached easily and I'm not afraid to give myself to anything.

My name is Brayan, I'm 30 years old. I'm currently the most successful CEO in my field, I'm dating Katherine who is clingy and jealous, I'm at my limit with her. I work 90% of my time, I don't admit mistakes and failures, I'm demanding with everyone around me. I'm considered cold by those who don't really know me, I'm closed off to starting any kind of relationship and I don't trust anyone. I have a degree in business administration, I started working before I was of legal age, my father was very demanding. He passed away when I was 18, I took over the business and tripled our fortune since then. I never leave first place and I have made many enemies along the way. My mother was the one who introduced me to Katherine, she convinced me that I need a woman at our family's level, and at first, it wasn't difficult to relate to her, after all, she is beautiful.

My name is Katherine, I'm 26 years old. I'm Brayan's girlfriend, I've always been in love with him. I did everything to become his girlfriend, including getting close to his mother which was a bonus, my mother-in-law is amazing. I don't work and I've never worried about studying, I was born rich and I have everything I want when and how I want it. Brayan isn't perfect, I wish he was more romantic, but you can't have it all. We are always on magazine covers and I love how it elevates my status in the media. I'm very jealous, I control myself as much as possible because Brayan hates my tantrums. I don't like his best friend Cassio, he doesn't like me either so it's all right.

My name is Mary, I'm 50 years old. I'm Brayan's mother, I'm a widow and I work at our company's non-profit organization as president. My son is busy so we hardly ever see each other, he's just like his father, he breathes work. I set him up with Katherine who is a sweetheart, she has class and is the right person to join our family. I'm controlling and I don't allow mistakes, my goal is to continue to uphold the good name of the family.

My name is Cassio, I'm 29 years old. I'm Brayan's best friend and business partner, I have a degree in business administration and finance. I'm ruthless in my work and I have a busy social life, I don't date, I don't get attached, and I only stay once so there's no misunderstanding with any woman. I hate Brayan's girlfriend, she's unbearable and he honestly doesn't even like her. I'm sure he's only with her so Aunt Mary will leave him alone. I like to party, I'm easygoing, and very calculating.

My name is Lisa, I'm 50 years old. I'm Cassio's mother. I'm currently trying to knock some sense into Cassio's head, he won't stay with any woman I introduce him to. I'm worried about the family legacy, he doesn't date, he doesn't get involved with anyone seriously, and he's not 17 anymore. I'm a widow, my husband died in an accident that left Mary and me widows, we were always best friends, our families were always together in business. We were together at each other's weddings and at our husbands' funerals. We have different personalities, she likes the media and status much more than I do, but we always support each other.

Brayan: I get in the car pissed off, today Katherine threw one of her tantrums because I worked late and forgot the damn anniversary. She thinks my life revolves around her, that's the only explanation.

Good evening Mario, straight home!

Mario: Mr. Brayan, we need to talk.

Brayan: Go ahead, Mario!

Mario: I'm going to retire, Mr. Brayan. My wife is sick and I need to take care of her.

Brayan: I'm so sorry about Leila, Mario, count on me for anything you need. Until when will you stay?

And the day just gets worse, Mario was my father's driver and he's extremely trustworthy. He tells me he's going to retire and I'm in disbelief.

Mario: Leila starts treatment on Monday, I'd like to be with her already. I know it's short notice, but they found an aggressive cancer and she's starting treatment immediately.

Brayan: I'm so sorry, Mario, you can go tomorrow. It's a delicate moment, don't worry, I'll figure something out. I will terminate your contract and pay all your dues, don't forget to give us news about Leila.

Mario is very important to our family, he has been with us for a lifetime, he is an impeccable worker and there is nothing that tarnishes his character.

Mario: Mr. Brayan, I met someone who could take over the driver's job, I wonder if I could ask them to go to your house tomorrow, so I can hand over the work. You just need to be open-minded, their resume is impeccable, they work discreetly and drive well.

Brayan: Thank you, Mario, I will do the interview tomorrow at 7:00 am. You know I don't tolerate lateness!

Open-minded?! What did he mean by that? I'm screwed! I get home and go straight to my office, pour myself a glass of whiskey and think about how to end this relationship with Katherine, I can't stomach her tantrums and demands anymore.

^^^📱 Nicole: Hello?^^^

^^^📱 Mario: Hi Nicole, it's your father, Mario. Can you talk?^^^

^^^📱 Nicole: Hi Mr. Mario, how are you? Yes, I can. Is Leila okay?^^^

^^^📱 Mario: She's starting treatment soon, my dear, God willing, she'll be fine. I'm fine, I called because I'm retiring and I recommended you to my boss. Are you working at the moment?^^^

^^^📱 Nicole: Mr. Mario, that's great news, I'm not working. But do you think he'll want a woman?^^^

^^^📱 Mario: Honey, he's very stubborn, but he trusts me. I asked him to give you a chance, he wants to interview you here at the mansion tomorrow at 7:00 am. You know that if you pass the interview you will have to live here and be available, right?^^^

^^^📱 Nicole: I know how it works, that's not a problem, Mario. Send me the address and I'll be there tomorrow on time with my resume. I'll keep my fingers crossed. Thank you so much, see you tomorrow, Mr. Mario. Good night.^^^

^^^📱 Mario: Good night, my dear, God bless. See you tomorrow!^^^

Nicole: Knock... knock... Anna, can I come in?

I run to tell Anna the news.

Anna: Yes, you can.

I wipe away my tears and try to hide my face.

Nicole: Come on, what's wrong, Anna? Don't lie.

Anna: He sent me an email. I can't take it anymore, I blocked his number, I did everything to stop him from contacting me, but he found my email.

I start crying again, Vinicius will never leave me alone.

(Vinicius, 30 years old. Anna's ex, daddy's boy).

Nicole: Don't be like that, we'll include this email in the police report. Let me block it, don't read these things anymore.

I want to kill Vinicius, he's been stalking Anna since the end of their relationship. He's such a coward!

Anna: I just want this nightmare to end.

Nicole: It will end, girl. Come on, I have some news. I have an important interview tomorrow at 7:00 am and I need help choosing my outfit.

I change the subject so I don't see Anna suffering because of that delinquent. She gets excited about the possibility of choosing an outfit for me, I explain that it's an important CEO and I can't screw this up.

Anna: Do you really like being a driver?

Nicole: At first it was to annoy my father, but I got to like it. Driving is great.

Anna: I disagree, I hate driving. lol

I help Nicole choose her outfit for the interview, we talk for a while. She says goodbye and goes to sleep, I fall asleep quickly too.

Nicole: I wake up early, wash up, shower and get dressed. I have breakfast and go straight to the address Mario sent me.

^^^📱 Nicole: Hello, Mr. Mario. Good morning, I've arrived at the location you sent me.^^^

^^^📱 Mario: Hello, my dear, good morning. I'm going to let you in. Just a second.^^^

Nicole: Good morning, Mr. Mario.

Mario: You arrived early, my dear, that's good. Mr. Brayan hates lateness. I'll let him know you're here, wait here for a moment.

Nicole: Okay.

Mr. Mario goes to let them know I've arrived and I'm impressed by the size of the mansion he works at. I've never seen anything like it up close, it's so beautiful.

Mario: Knock... knock... Mr. Brayan, may I come in?

Brayan: Yes, you may, good morning, Mario. Everything alright?

Mario: Everything's fine, sir, good morning. The person I told you about is here. May I ask them to come in?

Brayan: Yes, you may. Thank you, Mario.

Mario: Now, Mr. Brayan, I just ask that you keep an open mind and only give an answer after reading their resume and talking to them a little. You won't regret it!

Brayan: Okay. You can send them in now.

Open mind, I don't have time to find someone I like and I'm going to have to accept this person Mario brought me, trusting him!

Someone knocks on the door and I ask them to come in, I'm signing some papers. I hear their footsteps and with my hand I indicate for them to sit down. I look up and I can't believe what I'm seeing. There's a woman sitting in front of me, you've got to be kidding me!

It's a joke, right?

Nicole: Are you kidding me, Mr. Brayan? Do you think I'm a joke?

I speak without thinking, fueled by the anger from what I just heard!

Brayan: Look, I didn't mean to be rude, but I'm waiting for someone to interview for the driver position. So tell me right now what you're doing in my office.

I look into the eyes of this brazen woman sitting right in front of me, seemingly scoffing.

Nicole: Well then, nice to meet you, Mr. Brayan. My name is Nicole, and I've come for the interview. Here is my resume!

Mario told me that Brayan was difficult, but he's more like a chauvinist. He keeps staring at me with a furrowed brow, and my heart almost leaps out of my chest. What a handsome man.

Brayan: If this isn't a prank, I don't know what to tell you. Please, give me a minute.

I storm out of my office, fuming. It's impossible that Mario has lost his mind.

Mario, what is the meaning of that woman, who looks like a model, sitting in my office?

Mario: Mr. Brayan, I told you to keep an open mind. I've known Nicole for a few years, and she's an excellent driver. Have you looked at her resume? Besides being a great driver, she knows the city, is available to live here, is extremely discreet, and trustworthy. On top of all that, she can handle herself; she boxes and has taken self-defense classes. Give the girl a chance, Mr. Brayan.

I don't even waste time responding; this morning couldn't get any worse. I leave to check the cameras and see what Nicole is doing in my office. Trustworthy, huh?! That's what I'd like to see.

I look and can't believe what I'm seeing. Insolent woman!

Nicole: Jerk, chauvinistic pig, who does he think he is to assume I'm a joke? Imbecile, it must be his massive ego talking.

I pace back and forth, indignant at the situation. I just want to punch something. I make do with kicking the air and cursing that idiot Brayan.

Brayan: I walk straight back into the office, and Nicole jumps. She folds her arms and stares at me with pure hatred.

Nicole: If you won't even look at my resume because I'm a woman, you're nothing but an idiotic chauvinist!

I speak without thinking and watch Brayan's expression change.

Brayan: You do know who I am, right? Imagine this scene: I'm going to work, arriving with a potential business partner. He sees you getting out and opening the door for me to get out, you, a woman, smaller than me, who looks like she belongs on the cover of a magazine! Think about it for a second, and you'll see it doesn't make sense. Besides, the most important factor is that my work, my fortune, makes me a target, which is why I have a driver and security. So, again, do you see yourself in this job?

Nicole: There's no place or job where I don't fit in. I have experience, and I'm competent. If your future associates find it amusing, they're as idiotic and close-minded as you are. You know what? Let's not waste any more time. Thank you for your time.

I brush past Brayan like a hurricane and leave the mansion without looking back. Mario tries to talk to me, but my anger prevents me from engaging in conversation. I head straight to the gym to train and release my frustration.

Brayan: This woman doesn't understand the meaning of boundaries and clearly has no idea who she was talking to. I'm stuck here, thinking about what she said. Was I really being chauvinistic, judging her solely based on her being a woman? Me, the one who never stood for anyone disrespecting my mother when she became president of our association? I don't even know why I'm thinking about her. I quickly leave my office, which is now filled with her scent, a delightful floral aroma, different from Katherine's, which is sweet and nauseating.

Good morning, Conceiçao. Please have my office cleaned right away.

I pass by Conceiçao and kiss her on the forehead before heading to the company with Mario. It seems he'll be staying for the day.

(This is Conceiçao, 50 years old. Brayan's housekeeper. She took care of him as a child and has always been a presence in his life while his parents were busy working and traveling.)

Conceiçao: Of course, my boy. Good morning.

Mario: Straight to the company, Mr. Brayan?

I can tell the interview didn't go well. Nicole left without even responding to me, and Brayan is very agitated.

Brayan: Yes. Mario, thank you for the recommendation, but as I explained to Nicole, the job doesn't fit her profile. Let's not speak of this again.

Mario: Yes, sir.

We don't speak another word during the entire journey. Brayan really didn't like Nicole.

Brayan: I arrive at the company and head straight to my office. My day has gotten off to a terrible start!

Cassio: Good morning, my friend. We have matters to attend to.

Brayan: Can't you knock?!

Cassio: Grumpy so early, my friend? Courtesy of Katherine?

Brayan: You don't like her either, do you? It was worse than that. You wouldn't believe me if I told you.

Cassio: Try me. I have time, and it's always entertaining to hear about what's bothering you before 8:00 am.

I speak and sit down facing Brayan.

Brayan: I tell him all about what Mario put me through this morning, and Cassio's reaction only makes me angrier.

Cassio: I'm sorry, but I can't. kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk (laughter)

Brayan: If you're just going to laugh uncontrollably, you better leave, Cassio.

Cassio: Okay, okay, I'll stop. kkkkkkkk Seriously, I'm done. Do you have any pictures of her? Tell me you do, please!

Brayan: I have the security footage from the mansion. Here, see for yourself if it wouldn't be a complete joke!

Cassio: I'd be falling in love if I were you. She's gorgeous, Brayan. I'd take her as my driver, if only for one night, if you know what I mean.

Brayan: Never. I would never get involved with an employee. And she's not even that pretty.

Cassio: Don't play coy with me. I understand, and she's stunning! Now tell me, what did Katherine do this time?

Katherine: Talking about me, darling? Good morning, my love.

Brayan: Did anyone even bother to knock? I told you I hate it when you call me that, Katherine.

Cassio: Speak of the devil. I'm out of here, Brayan. I'll be back later with the contracts.

Katherine: See how he treats me, honey? Cassio hates me, and I've never done anything to him.

Brayan: Just tell me what you want, Katherine. I don't have time for this.

Katherine: Don't talk to me like that, love.

I say in a whiny voice as I settle onto Brayan's lap.

I came to celebrate our anniversary. Aren't you happy to see me?

I place Brayan's hand between my legs, letting him know I'm not wearing any underwear, and I see his expression soften. I initiate a slow, passionate kiss, one that quickly turns him needy and urgent. His hand continues to move along my intimacy, and I let out a muffled moan, enough for Brayan to lift me onto his lap and sit me on the table. He pulls my dress off and caresses my breasts, his kisses trailing down until they find my core. He has me ready to receive him, and we make love right there.

Brayan: You're incredible, Katherine.

Katherine manages to be both insufferable and irresistible. Whenever I'm about to end things with her, she seems to know. She shows up and knows exactly how to shift my focus.

Katherine: You're the amazing one, my love. And speaking of which, happy two years! We have a photoshoot later today, so don't be late. They're featuring our anniversary as this week's highlight. Don't worry, I already gave the interview yesterday; you just need to show up for the photos. I've already put it in your schedule, darling, and even picked out your outfit.

I don't give Brayan a chance to respond, talking nonstop as I get dressed. Once I'm done, I give him a quick kiss and rush out of his office.

Brayan: And just when I think my day couldn't get any worse! This photoshoot is the last thing I need. Katherine knows I despise these publicity stunts that have nothing to do with my work. The day drags on, and for some reason, I can't stop thinking about Nicole and the way she stood up to me.