Trust.

The night is finally here. Everyone walks through the red carpet, getting out from their limo and god knows how many highly expensive vehicles. I, for one, came in a cab with Nat. Honestly, I do like cars with attractive features and facilities, but I'm not someone who would show them off.

I'm not assigned to anything right now. And I see that most of us are not. What? Is this another red flag for Ethan Cooper? Who does he hire to do this stuff for him? I do see Mai with his "friend" who I, sure can understand is not just a friend and means more to her. But for him, I can only say he's enjoying the attention he's getting. Does the so-called girlfriend earn more? I could see why he was with her. I feel sorry for you, Mai.

An attractively cute server, who seems to be Italian, comes with a tray of wine glasses on top.

"Is this Sula?" Ask Nat.

"Yes, Senorita." Yes, Italian.

He winks at Nat as she bites her lips. I look at her, rolling my eyes.

"What? Can't I have some fun either? Says Nat." Oh..Here comes your secret lover.

I look over the main doorway where all the "big celebrities" are coming from and I see Jonathan coming with Juliana. Juliana kisses her cheek while they walk towards us.

"Save me from this nightmare," I say.

"What?" Angelica May, Don't tell me you're jealous! Nat teases.

"I'm not okay? I'm just not in the mood to talk to anyone right now."

"Well, you're here talking to me. Come on, just smile."

"Juliana, Jonathan, it's so nice to see you both," Nat says in a cheerful tone.

"Natalia, Glad you could make it here." Adds Jonathan.

Every time he speaks, it's like a hypnotic you've got stuck in your mind. It buzzes when you're sleeping, while watching tv, while working and hell, while bathing.

"Ms May, always an honour." He looks at me with a devilish smirk on his face. Something was odd. He wasn't looking at me like he was someone who can easily fire me but as someone who he wants to, well, do it hardly with.

"Nat, I think I'm gonna use the loo." Says Nat.

"I'll join you, Replies Juliana."

Great, my best friend and my Interest's Girlfriend. Just great. I watch them both walk away together as I get uneasy standing alone with him.

"I can't believe we pulled 25 years off." He says.

"I can't believe you were stuck here for 25 years," I say.

"Haha, well, it has been a h*ll of a ride."

Jonathan turns to me while he slides both his hands into his pockets. I could see the significant expression on his face.

"Is something wrong?" I ask.

"Let's go somewhere private for this."

He walks away and I stand there, confused. What would he want to say? And why alone? I follow him, reasoning nothing further. I look around, making sure no one sees us going together. I really don't want to create a ruckus here.

I follow him to the first floor, out on the balcony. I watch him leaning against the grill, looking far away.

"It's a beautiful view, Isn't it?" He asks.

"It is."

He turns his body to me, leaning backwards like he did that night, showing off his abs through his shirt and flawless hard body, all of it.

"I'm glad you're okay, Angelica. When I heard what happened and I couldn't stop thinking about it. I..I will not lie. That night meant something to me, and I know you felt something as well. I saw the look on your face when you met me afterwards. And I don't know why, but when I heard about the incident in the parking lot, I just couldn't even imagine...I."

I knew he wanted to speak his heart, but it was too soon. Whatever we felt, it was something. Instead of giving some answers to his questions, he wants to hear them.

I could feel that he deeply cared about me. Who would have thought that a one-night stand could turn into something beautiful like this?

I walk over to him, not breaking eye contact. As our body closes the gap, he cups one of my cheeks and pulls me by my waist, grabbing it so tight as if he doesn't want me to leave ever again. I explore his chest with my left hand and the other one exploring the lower portion of his body.

"Someone's hard," I smile as I tease him.

"Is this how you want us to maintain a relationship at the workplace?" I say.

"Maybe. What harm can it do us?" He speaks.

"Well, nothing more than our jobs, Also, aren't you supposed to be with your date?" I add.

"About that, Ms May." He speaks while he tucks flocks of my hair behind my ear. "She's not my date, she's my sister."

"Sister, huh? Honestly, I was not expecting that. But you should have told me this earlier."

I touch him, rubbing him, teasing him. He closes his eyes, enjoying the pleasure I was giving him. I close the gap between our lips, biting her lower one.

"Oh, you don't stop, do you? Jonathan says with a shivering tone while he loses control under my touch."

"Only if you want me to," I say.

He looks into my eyes slightly, turning his head.

"You sure?"

He grabs me by my waist, holding me with his powerful hands, and pushes me to the wall right in front of us. As he does, he takes both my hands and places them above my head, holding them there.

"You did enjoy that night, Didn't you?" he speaks as he moves his hands through my thigh between my legs. I give into his touch as I moan louder.

"Be quiet, Angel. No one is supposed to know."

He paces up the rhythm, forcing me to get out of control and making me feel my own juices.

"Remember, we're in a public place, filled with our colleagues, Ms May." He says.

"Let them know how nice we do it then," I say.

I knew giving the answer he wanted to hear would make him go wild, and it did. He grabs my hair again, this time with an unbreakable grip as he tilts my head to the side, exposing my skin and proving him easy access. He slides his tongue on my neck from my collarbone to the ear.

"Not so easy, Ms May."

He pushes himself, leaving me to shiver to my bitter core.

"Sometime soon, maybe," He says while he makes his way back to the celebration.

I scoff. No one has ever done something like this to me. I mean, going away like this.

"All right, Jonathan Ramsey, you want war? I'll give you a war."

Shortly after I gain full consciousness and change my turned-on expressions into more delightful and serious ones, I start walking back as well and re-joining Nat.

----Beep Beep---

Not even 5 minutes have passed, and she's texting me.

I take out my phone and I see the message. It's not from Natalia. It's a different number, one that I haven't known of. I read the text.

"The ones you trust are not the ones you should be trusting. Be careful who you talk to, Angelica."

Who the f*ck?!