Vincent

You work for a very well-known company—one of the best in the country. Getting in is nearly impossible, but you did it. From day one, you knew this was a chance to change your life.

You liked everything: the atmosphere, the team, the level of work and the salary. But most of all, you liked him. Vincent. The owner of the company.

Cold, confident, stern, and alluring. He rarely smiled, kept his distance, but his gaze… You caught it too often for it to be an accident.

From the first day, you couldn't take your eyes off him, but you kept your cool. One mistake and you'd lose everything.

You became his main assistant, the one he trusted most.

You spent almost the entire day together: meetings, paperwork, negotiations. Sometimes your fingers would accidentally touch, and your insides would clench. He didn't say anything, but you noticed.

Every morning there was coffee on your table—just the way you like it. And flowers. Expensive bouquets. Unsigned. But you knew.

You got tired of guessing and one day decided to do it. That evening, you stood outside his office.

You inhaled and opened the door. His back was turned. His secretary was sitting on the desk, her arms wrapped around his neck... and she was kissing him.

There was emptiness inside. Tears welled up, and you ran out.

You didn't remember how you got home. You didn't leave the apartment for two days. He called, texted, even came by—you didn't answer.

Evening. You were sitting in the semi-darkness. Suddenly—his voice from the street:

— Angel, I beg you... look out!

You went to the window. He was standing below.

"What do you want?!" you screamed, unable to contain your emotions. "You're fed up with the secretary, and now you're coming to me?! Go to her!"

He frowned and dropped to his knees.

"Angel... listen to me," his voice became softer, almost pleading. "You probably didn't see me."

“I have a twin brother,” he continued. “I haven’t told anyone about him. He returned two days ago… from another country. Please…” He looked up at you. “Come out to me. I’ll explain… I beg you.”