Be a team || 3

Andrea cut the eye contact with Damon, she grabbed Angelina's hand and went out. "Let's go, Miss Kross." Andrea looked back at her, with a confident look. Angelina didn't know why, but she followed Andrea wordlessly. Andrea passed through the crowd, She bumped into Damon, whom she didn't give a glance as she left. She didn't ignore him because she was rethinking their relationship, it's because she was ashamed of herself. Damon was left confused.

Andrea and Angelina made their way to the rooftop of the company. "Now that we're all alone..." Andrea let go of The confused Angelina hand. Just so she could..."Huh..?" Andrea wrapped Angelina in her arms. Angelina's eyes widened in surprise. "Nobody is here, let it all out." Andrea smiled reassuringly. Angelina was taken aback, but her arms clenched around Andrea's body, Angelina's shoulders shook. Tears streamed down her face. "You can cry all you want, shout or even scream." Angelina's arms only tightened around Andrea. She said nothing, it's not because she couldn't, it's because she didn't need to. All she needed was that hug, to feel that someone understood her, to feel that someone is beside her. That's all she wanted.

While Andrea and Angelina were getting to know eachother...

Damon.

"Why did she do that?" Damon questioned, he knew that Andrea didn't have deep feelings for him yet but he knew she still cared about him, Lawrence, too. didn't understand why. ("From the way Ms. Lian acts with Boss...I can tell she's comfortable around him? or is it..") Lawrence suddenly thought of something. "Sir, do you think it's because of Mr. Collins?"

Damon's eyes narrowed slightly. "Elaborate." he said in a deep, dangerous voice. "Yes, well... Ms. Lian and Ms. Kross are facing the same situation. As you know, Ms. Kross recently got divorced..." Lawrence nervousness kicked in as he faced his boss's intense glare. "Ahem, to sum it up... although you two are in a relationship but.....in my opinion she still needs time." Lawrence said the last part a little scared. Damon sighed and watched the sky from the clear glass in his office, Seemingly lost in thought. "I know." Damon admitted. Lawrence flinched, since when did his boss listen to others? "Yo- what?"

"Are you deaf?"

"I- No, sir."

"Then I believe you've heard me."

("Well,yes but I still can't believe you've agreed to something!") Lawrence said in his heart, But he knew so well he'd be damned if he told Damon that he's always ignorant of people's thoughts. Lawrence massaged his nape nervously. "I think I'll give her space." Damon said, defeated. "No." Lawrence quickly replied. Damon rose his brow. "That's not the best option, Sir. I mean, yes it's true that I said she needs time. But when she first came here, she looked so alone and hurt. She needs time to get to what she used to be, true. However, I believe she needs company. Or someone to be closer to her and understand her."

Damon stayed silent for a few seconds, then asked in curiosity. "How do you know this much about relationships?" Lawrence face was one of disappointment. "Sir! I've been working with you for almost over nine years! yet you don't know I've taken a high degree in Philosophy and Psychology!?"

"Am I supposed to know everything about you?"

"Sir- you said I'm like your sibling.."

"Who gives a shit about that though?" Damon stood up from his seat.

"What?" Confusion was written all over Lawrence's face.

"What do you mean 'What'?" Damon said as he inched closer to Lawrence. Everytime Lawrence took a step back, Damon took a step closer. "S....sir?" Lawrence felt awkward. Damon placed his hands on Lawrence's shoulders making the poor secretary shiver so much that his glasses almost fell. "Lawrence-" Damon's face went closer to Lawrence's. "Call me Damon." Damon's face turned dark.

Lawrence was scared. ("Shit. Why does he look so handsome? WHY IS HE ASKING ME THAT ANYWAY???!") "D...d-d-d-d-damon!" Lawrence squealed.

"Louder."

("WHY?!") Lawrence was getting horrified by how close they were. Not because he was gay, but because this situation didn't make sense with 25 cents! ("Let's just get this over with-") "D-damon." He said one more time as per asked. "Do it again." Damon instructed. ("Let's just get this over with!") "DAMON!!" Lawrence shouted. "Good." Damon patted Lawrence on his shoulder. "What we have is more than a relationship between siblings. NEVER compare yourself to Levin. You're more worthy than him. I don't even allow him to call me by my name." Damon's dark face eased. Lawrence felt...touched. ("I never expect Sir to think of me as someone more important than his only brother...Setting their relationship aside... they're still siblings.")

"Thank you, Da-."

BANG!

"Yo! Damon! I have good n-..." Andrea's excited face turned to one of pure stupidness. Damon looked at her in shock, Lawrence blushed. "...Lemme just-" Andrea pulled out her phone, took a picture and then gestured them to continue. "Come on, I'm not even here." Andrea's blue eyes turned to that of amusement as she waved to them to continue. Damon turned to Lawrence and finally realized how close their faces were. Lawrence felt ashamed and the two men quickly pushed eachother away. "That's no-"

"Aw, no more? Well atleast I got this cute pic~" Andrea chuckled evilly. Damon scowled. "Wonder how people will react when they find out that their business king is gay? Hm." Lawrence felt like he was about to die from the temperature drop. But he couldn't help himself but laugh inwardly. Andrea smirked and got ready to leave. Nevertheless there was no way in hell Damon would let her have that. "Delete that!" Damon quickly made his way to Andrea. "Or what?" She fought back, pulling her phone away from his grip. "I said. Delete. it." He warned her, trying to take her phone. "Nope." She threw her phone to her other hand and held it behind her back. Damon clenched his fist. "Lawrence, you can leave." ("Goodluck Miss Lian. My heart is with you.") Lawrence prayed silently then left the room. Andrea rose her brow. ("Why did he tell him to leave?") Damon closed the door of his office. Andrea took a step back. "What are you-"

"Now.." Damon placed his hand on the back of Andrea's waist. He placed his index finger under Andrea's chin and made her face him. Andrea's heart started to pound wildly. "Give it to me." He said in a low voice. "N-No!" Andrea protested, trying to break free from his grip. But he only tightened his arm around her waist. "Andrea, I'm not giving you a choice. Give it to me."

"Hah! or else what Mr. CEO?!" Andrea smirked, she was confident and refused to give him her phone. "Or else this." That was the last thing Andrea heard before Damon crashed his lips against her. She instantly melted in his arms, She couldn't think about anything else as her knees grew weak and her eyes fluttered shut. She kissed him back. Lip against lip, they devoured eachother slowly. Andrea tried to push him away when she realized, they're still in the company. Damon wouldn't care less. His hand sneaked behind her neck, deepening the kiss till they fell on the sofa. They slowly pulled back, gasping for air. "We..are still in the company.." Andrea mumbled as she looked away, Damon stroked her cheek and smirked. "If you don't delete it i wouldn't mind doing this Infront of everyone." Andrea shot him a glare. "I'm not deleting it." "Well then, be prepared because you'll have no idea when she my next kiss." He shrugged as a reply. after a moment of silence, Damon wrapped her up in his arms. Settling his chin on her shoulder, peering through her phone. Andrea stiffened slightly. ("Cameron never cuddled me like this..") Andrea's ocean eyes met a pair of Damon's dark clouds. "What's wrong?" He patted her head. "It's...nothing." She shook her head. Although Damon wasn't convinced, he shrugged it off. "Oh yes, I have good news." Andrea added. "Mhmm?"

"Angelina is now in high spirits. She's willing to work now and has the motivation, isn't that amazing? She also said she'll write some lyrics!" Andrea beamed. ("Andrea seems so happy about it. Guess I made the right choice.") Damon thought. "Goodluck then, Little Miss Model."

"I'm not a kid."

"You're still younger than me."

"Old geezer."

"And you still became my girlfriend."

"...Tsk!"

—Party plan meeting. (One day before the party)

"....As for the plan...Miss Lian and Miss Kross will start first thing after getting drinks, then Mister Gracia will go on with his word. Mentioning the announced judges for the show and whatsoever....." The planner continued on, Andrea and Angelina smiled at eachother in excitement. Damon and the other directors, along with the artists present listened carefully. "Now I'll go on with the invited businessmen and our connections..."

Andrea and Angelina kept whispering to eachother about the song, Damon glanced at Andrea's soft expression from the corner of his eyes, then his lips slightly went upwards. Lawrence looked at his tablet, looking over the names.

"Actress Serena williams...Actor Andrei song...."

Damon focused, Lawrence scrolling silently.

"Director Woo...director John.."

Lawrence froze as his eyes caught a few familiar names on the invitation list. He took a quick glance at Andrea who was in high spirits. he felt pained. ("I'm not sure if I should feel bad for ruining her spirits or depressed because I'm getting fired...")

"CEO Brian Davis...."

he broke in sweat, his eyes didn't leave His boss's girlfriend warm smile. ("I'm sorry!!!")

Andrea chatted for a while with Angelina not giving any attention to the planner who was talking.

"Actress Rosie Williams.." The planner was confused as he said the name. ("But Miss Lian is our main singer, why did Lawrence invite her?") He thought to himself confused.

The artists started looking at eachother, having the same question in mind, which was: Why is she invited?

Andrea's face took a dramatic change from gentle and warm to shocker. Angelina didn't expect it as well. Both women's heads snapped to the planner, Damon sat there, his eyes widened slightly as he heard the name. ("What the actual fuck?")

"CEO Bron.."

"What?" It was Angelina's turn to get shocked. That IS infact her ex husband....!

Lawrence swallowed his saliva in fear.

"CEO Green of TMR Entertainment....And Model Kiara Raol.."

("TMR Entertainment...") Andrea immediately felt upset in the stomach as she stared into space. ("My ex agency..") she grit her teeth, remembering the humiliation CEO Green had done to her. ("Kiara..") Angelina held onto the fabric of her pants. ("That low mistress...!")

"What is going on?" A director asked the other, they were completely confused as to why these unwanted guests were invited, although they knew that private lives shouldn't be mixed with business, but they still respected both Andrea and Angelina as humans. How humiliated would they feel if they faced their ex's and the people that turned their backs on them when they needed them most? "What kind of bullshit are they pulling on Ms. Lian?" A young male artist said. "They're not only making it hard for her but also for Ms. Kross who has been here for 10 Years!! They were literally the people who cleared all the rumours about her, Now they're doing THIS?!" A female artist replied. ("What is this..?") Chloe, Eva's manager thought. She couldn't help but frown. She loved Andrea as a model and respected her as a successful business woman who knew how to manage her own plans well. Not to mention Eva's great love for her. ("After what she's doing to them, they're doing this?")

"CEO Lian of Lian entertainment.."

"What the hell?" Andrea blurted out in a whisper as she heard her father's name. Damon flinched, feeling her anger and resentment. She looked at him as if she was betrayed. He quickly shook his head at her, denying her thoughts, giving her an ("I swear I didn't put the list!") expression. Meanwhile, Director shen who was sitting in a corner felt very amused.

"Lastly....CEO...." The planner broke in sweat, the director eyed Lawrence weirdly.

Andrea's heart began to beat wildly in fear as she waited to hear the coming name. "— Of G.L.D.N entertainment.....-" Andrea slapped the room's table. "I dare you to blurt out that name." She said in annoyance. The planner immediately zipped his mouth. ("She has the right to-") The planner thought to himself.

Angelina sat there like a statue, feeling traumatised. She couldn't feel angry, she just felt hurt. "Mr. Lawrence, what's the meaning of this?" Chloe was the first to talk, she stood beside Andrea who was fuming in anger. Damon looked at his reliable assistant, for the first time ever, getting angry at him. "I...might

....have made a mistake...-"

"Are you kidding me?" Andrea snapped at him. "What kind of mistake is this, Assistant Lawrence?! You're spreading rumours! did you think what could they say about me and Angelina if the paparazzi knew about this?!!They'll call us shameless if we step beside them!" Nobody dared to talk, Andrea was right. She was so right. Angelina was fighting back tears. Director Shen snorted. "What? afraid to cry and get your mascara run down your face?"

The artists gave eachother a 'How could he say that to her?!'

"Is he crazy? that's emotional! does he have the slightest idea about how would that hurt her feelings if she saw him?!" An artist said. A director felt upset over Shen's attitude, after all, Andrea is still a young girl who had her heartbroken.

Damon flashed Shen a killer look but Shen didn't even see him. Damon was going to tell him off. "Shut the fuck up you old ass virgin." Andrea replied before anyone could talk in her place. Everyone was taken back by her answer. Angelina's thoughts had a stop when she heard Andrea. Damon was quite amazed by her words. Shen himself flinched, why did that little girl's words have so much weight?! "You are the one who'd get his whole make up ruined if you saw your childhood crush kissing a man!" She added as she gave him a hateful look. "What are you talking about?! I'm a director not an artist! why would I wear makeup to begin with?!"

"Because you're a damned clown."