“My father is seriously ill. I…” he sighed, “…must take full responsibility for the company. And when that happens, I’ll need a team I can trust.”
He didn’t seem like the cold man he used to be. He seemed vulnerable… human.
“Sofia, I know I made a mistake with you, but I want to make it up to you. Not with money. Not with favors. But with legitimate opportunities.”
She didn’t know what to say. Part of her thought he was just trying to ease his conscience. Another part suspected there was something deeper behind the offer.
“What if I say no?” she finally asked.
Alejandro held her gaze.
“Then I’ll accept your decision. And I’ll never mention it again.”
Sofia remained silent. The contract was tempting. Not only because of the salary, but because it represented a real escape from the precariousness she had always lived in. But working with him… meant remembering what he had done.
Even so, she agreed to read the contract.
That afternoon, when she reviewed it, she discovered a clause that wasn’t in typical contracts:
“Absolute confidentiality regarding any personal interaction with the CEO.”
Her breathing quickened. Alejandro did want to protect something.
Or protect himself from her.
Sofia signed… unaware that she had just entered a silent war that would change both of their lives.
The Truth No One Expected
The first few days working directly with Alejandro were tense. He maintained an impeccable professional distance, as if he wanted to prove that the night they shared had never happened. Sometimes he was so proper it was uncomfortable.
But little by little, Sofía began to notice strange things.
Emails he sent in the early hours of the morning. Meetings with lawyers that weren’t on the official agenda. Phone calls where he lowered his voice and closed the office door. Classified documents he reviewed in secret.
One afternoon, while organizing files for an urgent report, she saw a folder labeled “Internal Audit – Confidential.” It wasn’t her responsibility to review it, but one document stood out enough to catch her eye.
And there she saw it.
Altered signatures. Misappropriation of funds. Names of influential executives. And finally… Alejandro’s father’s name.
Suddenly, everything made sense: the pressure, the lawyers, the secret meetings.
“You shouldn’t be looking at that,” said a voice behind her.
Sofia jumped. It was Alejandro. His gaze was a mixture of weariness and determination.
“What is this?” she asked, still clutching the folder.
He closed the office door.
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