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“Can I ask you something?” says Yuri.
“No, but I know you will anyway.”
“Why did you offer her so much? I mean, I’m not saying she doesn’t deserve it, but . . .”
“I wanted her. I never bet to lose.” I know I’m not being rational; I let myself be completely carried away by desire—whether for her or for revenge—but the fact is that I want her within reach.
He is silent, and reluctantly, I look away from the photographs to face him.
I’m not the most patient man in the world.
“Huh . . . I don’t know how to say what I’m thinking without being obtrusive.”
“You were never known for being discreet to begin with.”
“When you said you want her . . . is that figuratively, like as her employer, orliterally?”
“As an employer,” I say quickly, giving him no further space for questioning, but then I fuck it up as the words escape my mouth. “What matters is that from now on, she is mine.”
“Yours,” he echoes but doesn’t elaborate, although I suppose he understands what I didn’t say.
It’s the result of years of working together, I think. He knows me well. I never interfere when hiring a model, but with Zoe, I followed the process step-by-step, even offering more when her agent asked and agreeing to the no-nudity clause—which I would have left out anyway.
The truth is, as much as I tried to fight it, I knew my story with Zoe was just waiting to happen. What happened in Spain was an appetizer. We didn’t have closure, and I don’t leave any loose ends in my life. But from the moment I found out she was married, I changed my plans.
I don’t go after another man’s wife, so I kept watching her, and I have to confess that it gives me a petty satisfaction to see that Zoe isn’t happy.
The goddess hardly ever smiles, which makes it pretty clear she is not living her fairy tale.
We almost met at events twice, but I avoided her. I didn’t know if I could control my desire.
I also looked up the husband and didn’t like what I found. He is a boastful, conceited little man who considers himself the quintessence of wisdom. I met many professors like him when I studied at the same university where he works as an assistant professor, individuals who need to diminish young people to feel better.
In addition, there are rumors of his involvement with students—current and former—including after they got married.
What kind of motherfucker would cheat on his wife just a few months after getting married?
That’s none of yourbusiness,my mind warns, but that never applies to her.
“From your interest in her, I assume you’ll be attending the meeting next week?”
“Yes. Why?”
“No big deal, I was just thinking about some rumors I heard.”
“I don’t like gossip.”
“It’s not gossip, but maybe it’s something that piques your interest.”
“Speak, Yuri.”
“There’s a story going around that her marriage has ended.”
“What?”
“Yes, it seems that just six months after getting married, the dream is over. Soon, Zoe Turner will be single.”
After dumping that on me, he leaves.
