Episode 1

GAEL SILVA

"Son, wake up! You're going to be late for your job interview."

When Gael heard the word "job," he jumped out of bed. He desperately needed to be hired soon. He had to drop everything and return home because his mother was sick. For four months, he had been searching for employment, only managing to tire his legs.

Finding a place in the job market was tough for someone who left college, even without being picky. He had applied for positions ranging from waiter to clothing store manager.

Currently, he survived on weekend gigs at his uncle's kiosk. However, it was a small business, and his uncle already had long-time employees. He didn't feel right taking someone else's job.

"Thanks, Mom, if you hadn't called me, I wouldn't have woken up."

He kissed his mother's cheek and ran to the bathroom. He couldn't miss this opportunity. The company he was interviewing with was one of the most respected in the fashion industry, led by the great businessman Ravier Valente.

Gael idolized this man and had an immense crush on him too. But Ravier was known for his romances with supermodels, in addition to his reputation as an icy man, without feelings or a heart. He would never be interested in someone like him, who, besides being poor, was far from a supermodel.

From everything he had heard about Ravier, Gael suspected he was also homophobic due to some statements he had made to the press. But that didn't matter much to him now, as long as he got the job and hid his sexuality from everyone, as he always had. Only his mother and the guys he hooked up with in college knew he wasn't straight.

Gael looked at himself in the mirror. He was wearing the suit he used to wear for his college internship. It wasn't worn out, and he looked presentable dressed like that.

In addition to the suit, he put on a smile because optimism was always his strong point.

Despite all her health difficulties, his mother always made a point of pampering him, like now. She had prepared a hearty breakfast. Gael sat down and ate with her; she was struggling to eat due to her treatment; Dona Iris always felt nauseous. But Gael was happy that she was making an effort.

When he finished, he said goodbye to his mother with a kiss on the forehead and left, filled with all the hope in the world of becoming part of the trainee group at Magestic, the largest fashion group in the country.

The vacancy was for the administrative area. Gael hoped that his four semesters in business school would give him some advantage.

If there was one word to describe how Ravier felt at that moment, it was irritated. He lacked control over his life, and it was frustrating.

His parents were pressuring him to marry Felicit, the eldest daughter of the Garbas family, as soon as possible. They even threatened to disinherit him, and he wouldn't lose everything he had. He had fought too hard to prove his worth. The worst of the two was his father; his mother was merely being influenced in that regard.

His fiancee was like all the other girls he had been involved with; she was beautiful, but none of them pleased Ravier. Deep down, he knew exactly what was going on with him, but he would never admit it. He was raised to be a family man and put the good of the business above any personal desires.

Ravier had a driver; however, he chose to drive so he could think.

His car was an electric Tesla, which he didn't like one bit because it lacked the characteristic roar of other cars. But that was another of his wishes he had to suppress for appearances. The car was beautiful, but it wasn't what he wanted. He only used it because everyone thought it helped preserve the environment.

What annoyed Ravier at the moment was Felicit's unfounded jealousy. She wanted to sleep with him every day, and because he refused, she had gotten it into her thick head that he had a mistress. It seemed like a joke to Ravier.

He urgently needed to figure out how to break off this engagement before he ended up married to a crazy woman.

Felicit's latest demand was that he fire his secretary. This was a significant loss for Ravier; the woman was quite efficient. Only a CEO would know how difficult it was to find someone competent to work as a secretary. But his mother pressured him to give in to Felicit's wishes, and so it was done.

Ravier's cell phone started ringing. He saw his father's number and picked up the device, which slipped from his hand. Reflexively, he tried to grab the phone, which distracted him from the road. He only realized what he had done when he felt the car hit something—or rather, someone, as he noticed from the rearview mirror the body lying on the ground.

Ravier couldn't believe the #$?%!¡ that had just happened. He had been distracted for a second, and everything went wrong.

He stopped the car immediately and went towards the man lying on the ground.

Traffic stopped, and several people crowded around the man. Some guys who were there went up to Ravier.

"Hey, you were the one who ran over the guy."

Ravier knew that if he wanted to, he could take care of them quickly, so he remained calm and said:

"It was an accident, excuse me, I'm a doctor, I can provide first aid."

This wasn't entirely a lie. He had studied medicine for five semesters until his mother had a stress attack and he dropped out of college to help her with the company.

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