In your face!

"What the hell is going on here?.." Cameron asked himself, his eyes never leaving Andrea who was currently having the prettiest smile ever drawn on her face as she looked up at Damon with their drinks in hands. Rosie clenched her fists as she watched his reaction. ("What is she trying to do?") she asked herself as she narrowed her eyes at Andrea.

Kiara gritted her teeth, gripping on the hem of her dress. Watching Angelina who was talking to several artists who were invited as Chris Bron, her ex-husband, watched her.

Both parties, whose names start with A, weren't even aware nor did they give a shit.

"Oh, for sure. it would be a honor." Damon talked formally to one of his business partners, while Andrea just watched him in admiration. "I must say, you were great up there Miss Lian!" The old man turned his attention towards the little adult. Smiling sincerely. Andrea snapped out of her daze and turned her eyes to Damon's business partner, giving him a polite smile. "Thank you, I'm glad It was to your liking. but.." She paused, turning her head up towards Damon again, who was now looking down at her with soft eyes. "It wouldn't have been possible without Mister Gracia, of course." She added, looking back at the businessman. The Oldman felt the sparks between them, that probably nobody could see as Damon kept a stoic, straight face. But the old man, Shady grace, could see how that young CEO looked at her with such softness. Shady chuckled, shaking his head. "Alright then, I'll be with Mister brown now, my best wishes for your programme."

...

Pft..

"What are you laughing about!?" Andrea couldn't help but ask, her cheeks reddening slightly. " 'It wouldn't have been possible without Mister Gracia' hah?" He chuckled.

God,

Could that man get anymore attractive?!

She stared at him for a second with a relaxed smile before she said suddenly, "You know..?"

"Hm?"

"You should smile more often, you look very handsome when you do." Andrea remarked..

("You're mysterious but..I think you look much better with a smile instead of your focused face..it makes you more handsome!!") Damon suddenly remembered what she said on their first encounter when he helped her to her hotel room. His eyes watched her intently as his lips pursed into a thin line. "Andrea. You know something as well?"

"Nope, enlighten me."

Damon bent down slightly, his lips brushing against her ear as he said:

"This handsome face shall be only for you to see."

Andrea's face felt hot, she looked away from him. "Why you- People will suspect us!" She wanted to place her hand on his chest to push him away, but her hand stood there mid Air, she quickly withdrew it. "Is keeping it a secret really that important.." He murmured, he wanted to hold her hand, he wanted to kiss her Infront of Cameron so badly. "I'm sorry.." She said gently, looking up at him. "I'm only worried about you..I don't want you to suffer because of me...I-"

"God, how I wish to shut you up with a kiss right now..." He whispered, the urge of cupping her face and kissing her getting more and more powerful. "Damon Gracia!" she hissed, glaring at him. "Fine." he rolled his eyes, unamused, his eyes darkening slightly as he saw Cameron approaching them. While Andrea's eyes felt sore when she saw her parents coming. "Congrats, Mister Gracia." Cameron said emotionlessly, not even bothering to fake smile when they shook hands.

"Why thank you, Mister Collins." Damon talked with equal coldness. He quickly withdrew his hand as if he felt disgusted. "Congrats sir Gracia!" Rosie said cheerfully as she extended her hand, Damon looked at her hand and wrapped his hand on Andrea's waist. Not even bothering to reply. "pff-" Andrea snorted looking away as she tried to surpass her laughter. Leaving Rosie embarrassed as she withdrew her hand. Cameron's eyes focused on Damon's hand, sneaking around her waist. He his grip on his glass tightened. "What a surprise, Andrea." Cameron said, looking at her. His eyes held something nobody could understand. "Andrea?" She raised her brow, repeating what he said. "Wasn't it supposed to be 'Sir Collins?' Now, when the fuck did I allow you to call me 'Andrea'? it's Miss Lian for you." Andrea said, looking at the glass in her hand as if Cameron was a fly she wanted to get rid off. "Andrea!" Cameron's voice held a threat. looking at her with his eyes frowned. "CaMerOn!" She said his name funnily, getting on his nerves on purpose.

Nobody dared to talk as they watched the two quarrel, Damon tightened his grip around Andrea's waist as he watched Cameron with a murderous look.

"Didn't I blacklist you from in the industry? how could go against me? What are you playing this time?!" Cameron didn't even give a care in the world about Damon anymore.

Damon was about to talk but he stopped when he heard his dear princess's voice

"Dude, I don't even listen to my own father. Let alone listen to my ex-fiance. Who the fuck are you to have power over me?" Her face scrunched in disgust, she wasn't even trying to hide her tomboy side anymore. Rosie herself, felt like she never dealt with Andrea at that point, to her, Andrea was just talk and always beat around the bush, she never expected her to be so straightforward..

("Don't laugh, don't laugh, don't laugh..") Damon reminded himself over and over again.

...

Cameron's jaw clenched as he looked at her, it was like they were alone. He literally didn't look at anyone but her. He gave her one last glance before walking away. Rosie had to follow after him. "What is wrong with him?" Andrea asked as she watched them leave. "I'm sorry about that." Damon sighed. He was apologising about inviting Cameron to begin with and she understood him . "It's fine, I'm also sorry." The couple smiled at eachother as music started to play.

As the song Die for you by the Weeknd started to play, Andrea's ears picked the song quickly she looked over the Dance floor, watching.. "Would you like to dance?" Damon asked as he stood behind her. "The Damon Gracia dancing? My, my!" Andrea said playfully while walking towards the dance floor, placing her empty glass on a nearby table beside Damon's glass.

I'm findin' ways to articulate the feelin' I'm goin' through♪

I just can't say I don't love you♪

'Cause I love you, yeah♪

It's hard for me to communicate the thoughts that I hold♪

But tonight, I'm gon' let you know♪

Let me tell the truth♪

Baby, let me tell the truth, yeah♪

...

Eyes locked, hand in hand, whispers, jealousy..envy..

"Did I mention how gorgeous you are tonight?" He said in her ear, giving her hand a gentle squeeze. "The whole venue did expect for you." She said teasingly, scoffing. "My darling princess doesn't need someone to tell her if she's beautiful or not, she shall always know how pretty she is. Wether in a new dress...Or her old date's dress." Damon added the last part, making her confused as they danced together. The place started to get more crowded. Andrea kept eyeing him strangely, not saying anything but she soon enough lost herself in the song.

Even though we're goin' through it♪

And it makes you feel alone♪

Just know that I would die for you♪

Baby, I would die for you, yeah♪

The distance and the time between us♪

It'll never change my mind♪

'Cause baby, I would die for you♪

Baby, I would die for you, yeah♪

Andrea looked around herself for a second, seeing Cameron's piercing gaze, she frowned slightly..then she felt a hand being placed on her chin, tilting her head to look up at him. "Me. Just focus on me. Only me.." He looked into her eyes, his voice was intoxicating and his eyes.. were so intense she couldn't help but feel lost in them. "Damon..you-"

"Don't look at him..have your eyes only for me."

I think I'm right for you, babe♪

You know what I'm thinkin', see it in your eyes♪

You hate that you want me, hate it when you cry♪

You're scared to be lonely, 'specially in the night♪

I'm scared that I'll miss you, happens every time♪

I don't want this feelin', I can't afford love♪

I try to find a reason to pull us apart♪

It ain't workin', 'cause you're perfect, and I know that you're worth it♪

I can't walk away, oh♪

Damon swayed her back and forth, swinging her before he placed his hand on her lower back, intertwining their hands before he bent her down, ending the dance in that position.

Looking deeply into his eyes. She saw it.

A flare.

A small fire that could burn down everything.

"Never look at him..ever again.." Damon whispered in her ear as the song ended. Andrea didn't know why, but she felt like he was jealous. They were lost in their own world until they heard the loud cheers. Damon pulled her back up, straightening her back. They looked over at the guests who were clapping, Andrea smiled awkwardly and Damon remained icy.

"They look great together!" A guest commented as she clapped with the crowd.

"They have an amazing chemistry, I'd say!"

"My! so graceful.."

"Gosh I'm so envious of Andrea being able to dance with the Damon Gracia!"

"Jealous of Andrea!? I'm jealous of Mister Gracia, he's so lucky to dance with such a beauty!"

"..." Cameron remained silent as he watched the scene, While Rosie felt...that this whole situation was wrong.

. . .

More chattering..clacks..fake laughter.

Gosh...

("I feel so sick of this place.") I thought as i plastered a professional smile on my face. "Haha, yeah. I know, right? Speaking of which, Miss Lian, i heard the rumour...is it true that Miss Williams was a third party in your relationship?" One of the higher class ladies gossiped along with her groupies as they encircled me.

Haha, interesting.

What are you trying to do?

I stayed silent, neither confirming nor did I disagree. Sipping my orange juice from the wine glass I was offered.

But they do say: "Silence is a sign of approval." Don't they?

"God~ She's so vicious!"

You people are disgusting.

"I believe I was vicious as well for kidnapping her, No?" I spoke, my smile dropping slowly as I swirled my juice.

"I wouldn't say that, Miss Lian." A woman spoke up, drinking her champagne as she walked up to us with a man.

Evangeline Quera?

Deckor ferrero??

I tried to surpass my excitement. "You guys.." Oh, how I missed you! "Why hello there, darling who blocked us after leaving the company~" Deckor spoke, winking at me as he placed his hand in his pocket, his other hand holding his camera. "Forgot us so soon?" Evangeline said, Brushing her blonde hair out of the way. "Of course not..How could I!" I hugged them both, Unable to stop my racing heart. "You're still so sweet~" Deckor chuckled.

Deckor and Evangeline..My beloved cameraman and my precious manager. Our relationship was strictly professional.. ("But these guys always did their best when I was working with them.")

"I'm still mad at you for doing that. Young lady." Evangeline sighed, crossing her arms. She was looking so beautiful in her navy blue dress that hugged her curves perfectly, and the white furr scarf that was on her shoulders..How her Turquoise eyes looked down at me in disappointment.. "You're 26.." I mumbled. "You're 23." She narrowed her eyes at me. "Hey, stop acting like a mother! you're literally 3 years older than me!" I pouted. "Hush, she has always been our mother." Deckor said, flicking my forehead. "When will the both of you stop acting like my parents?! you're not that much older than me either, Deckor!"

"I'm 32, thank you VERY much." Deckor rolled his green eyes, running a hand through his light brown hair. "Anyway, we came to say, we're proud of you. genuinely, Rae." Evangeline gave me a soft smile, Patting my head with her graceful white hand. "Angie.." I gave her a genuine smile, then I noticed the groupies leaving as they saw how busy I was. "Aw, how heartwarming!" Deckor said sarcastically, giving me a murderous look as he pointed his index finger to my head like a gun. "Unblock us, bitch." He said jokingly, I slapped his hand away, chuckling. "Sheesh, fine. Mister mafia leader or whatever the heck.." I rolled my eyes. "I really wish I could leave that company, That old man is getting harder to deal with. I'd be lying if I said I didn't think of killing him in his sleep, I hated him ever since that day." Deckor groaned.

"I told you before, it can't be helped." Evangeline said, shaking her head. "Work is work, stop complaining." She sipped her champagne. "Come on, Angie.. isn't it suffocating you too? I really wish Andrea showed him a little piece of mind before she left."

"I would've actually done that." I said, smiling.

"Why didn't you woman?!"

My smile suddenly dropped, remembering that day. "....I wasn't in the mood." I replied, looking away. "Rae.." Evangeline called me, frowning. "Oh look, it's the fucker and his little mistress." Deckor said with, drawing a smile on his face as he nudged my shoulder. "Wanna get the headlines?" He winked. "I'm literally on the hot searches for the kidnapping incident, do you want me kicked?"

"You're literally kicked tho-.." He mumbled.

"Shut him the fuck up before I become the headlines for attempting murder." I looked at Evangeline. Who stepped on Deckor's leg, making him hold his breathe not to scream in pain. "Thank you babe." I clacked my glass with her's. "Anytime girlie."

"You look dazzling tonight, Little Rae." Deckor said, holding up his camera. "A photo, my lady? for the sake of the old days." Deckor added. Smiling down at me. "Can you afford my salary? I literally get paid for being a photo, y'know."

"..Fuck off.."

. . .

I sighed, looking up at the sky as I stood in one of the many balconies in the venue. "It's so beautiful.." I was mumbling, when I felt a pair of strong hands wrapping on my waist. "And peaceful." I stiffened at first, then I relaxed into his touch as I heard his voice. "I wouldn't call it peaceful." I said under my breath. "Why, didn't you enjoy your night with your Manager and Cameraman?" He said, making me even more confused as I pulled out of his arms. "Hold up now, What are you talking about?" I asked, suspicious. "What?" He arched his brow. "First, you say I look pretty in my first date's dress, now, you say I had fun with my manager and cameraman. How did you know?" I narrowed my eyes at him. "Did it ever cross your pretty mind that I searched for them?" He crossed his arms. Making my eyes widen. "...You put the invitation list?" I asked. "I did."

'I did.' He said.

So effortlessly.

"What the actual fuck Damon?.."

"You had to face them, sooner or later."

"How could you do this to me?!"

"My dear Princess.." I felt his fingers slowly curling around my face, caressing my cheeks as I looked up at him with mixed emotions. "Didn't you feel happy when you saw how embarrassed Rosie felt, or how angry Cameron looked?" he whispered.

His words made sense, but..

"You should've told me, you should've asked me if I felt ready or not. I needed to know, How could you?!" I almost shouted into his face, placing my hands on his wrists, pulling his hands away from my face. "You had to gain your confidence. This was the best solution." He said, looking at me with no emotions on his face. "That's my goddamn life, Damon! You had to ask me!!!!" My voice slightly went up, looking up at his face...

"Admit it, Andrea." He said in a low voice, his fingers brushing against my cheek. "You felt happy." He went down, whispering in my ear as if telling a secret, his lips so close to my shell that I felt his hot breathe. "You wouldn't have done it yourself, you needed a push..my sweet." He added before pulling away. I clenched my fists, digging my nails into my palm.

He was, infact, right.

But I don't want to admit it.

I'm noticing it...

This man...

"Are you trying to settle yourself permanently in my life?" I asked, with a mocking smirk as I crossed my arms. Looking straight into his eyes. "I can see it, Damon. you're trying to make me always run to you." I spat. Annoyed. I watched him as he shrugged. "Perhaps." Was his reply. "Tell me..." I paused. "... How did you know about the dress?" I questioned him, feeling suspicious. Was this man stalking me?

Damon gave me an icy cold look, before shaking his head, amused. "I hope my little princess remembers bumping into me in her lovely wine red dress."

"What-"