Secret I

Prettily made tables and chairs everywhere, a buffet of various foods lined up on the side, waiters and waitresses around the place serving the people their food and wine, soft music in the background, and the people's chatters and laughter filling the air inside the cold room.

Being in the corporate world of businessmen and women with everyone wearing formal attire-suits and dresses-wearing their never been genuine smiles while talking and listening to how each other bragged about their wealth with a sip of wine on their hand just to look fancy, were entirely out of the plan Violet had made for her week. It was supposed to be productive but look at her, isolating herself with the wine moving in a circular motion in her glass.

Though it was really not a surprise, nothing really came her way since the very start of involving herself in the business world her family had been into since her father was not yet born. It really was still a bummer, and to think that she had just arrived and there was more time to endure, it only made her groan.

"Violet, greet our other partners."

Violet looked over her shoulder and saw her father looking at her with her mom beside him, hooked arm and exuding elegance and power. But she frowned upon processing what he said.

"You said I could isolate myself from everyone and that my presence is enough? That's what we agreed on." She complained, frowning as she took a sip on her wine.

She originally did not plan on coming to her father's organized meeting for business partners and their families. She much preferred to spend her time in her room pretending to read a business book that her father had been telling her to read but she always found her way on shrugging the book away and after five minutes she would be holding her phone and playing an online game with Mia.

But her father chided and her mother urged her to come because hello? Mr. Jerome Hersey, her father, was the host of the party and so the requirement of every Hersey family in the event. So coming up with a defeated sigh, she agreed but on her own terms, which was that she would stay away from these hypocrites.

"You're already here, lovely. Come on, you are the next to be the CEO of Hersey Co. You'll have to work with them soonest so might as well meet them now." Her father said, kissing the side of her head which made her smile a little but that didn't much make her good anymore.

The two were looking at her expectantly, and who was she to decline her lovely parents? So with a sigh, she stood up. "Fine."

Her mother beamed, going to her other side while her father on the other. They went around, and as more business partners she met, she was starting to feel her cheeks hurt with her fake smile, especially when she met this certain family.

Violet frowned slightly when they saw which table they were going to now. The grip on her mother's hand tightened but she didn't tear her eyes away from these families who were already waiting for them to get near with a wide smile.

"Jerome," The man greeted with a full smile, "Thank you for inviting us here."

"Of course, Mr. Green, there's no way you would be excluded in my parties."

Her mother went to greet Mr. Green's wife, while she stood there at the side and watched them. She didn't want to greet the man who was looking at her since they had arrived, they were not close and she's not planning to, but it seemed like the other had a completely different plan.

"Hi, Violet!" He greeted, smiling at her charmingly with his eyes forming crescent and barely seen. He also had this smile that could swoon girls, whatever their age was-within a second.

But she was not one of those.

She gave him a tight-lipped smile. "Hey, Daniel."

She looked around, preferring to look anywhere just not him. This man had been bombarding her phone with text messages, in all social media accounts, even her personal number. He was adamant about asking her for a date, but Violet was more adamant about declining.

"Do you perhaps have time tonight?"

On her glance at the surroundings of this infamous hotel where her father decided to put up with the event, her eyes found this certain table just behind Daniel. Her hazelnut eyes were locked with those ebony eyes from the woman who was seated there.

And a wink.

"Violet?"

She was taken aback, she immediately tore her eyes away from the woman and looked at Daniel who was in time looking over his shoulder as well, and peeked at the way where she was looking earlier.

"Oh, Lara Ramos," He muttered, then looked back at her. "Do you know her?"

"Not personally." She answered, glancing back at the woman who was now not looking back but entertaining those who were asking for a picture, "Just watched one of her movies. Anyway, what were you asking earlier?"

"Oh, I was asking if you have an errand to do tonight? I want to ask you for dinner?"

She should have known. She apologetically smiled at him, "I'll have my rest tonight, Daniel. Surely, this event is tiring for me. Maybe next time."

She bit her tongue. Well, maybe she shouldn't have said that. She knew for sure that there would be no next time and she would just keep on rejecting him. She felt more sorry when his face brightened.

"Really? Next time, okay? I'll hold onto that." He said enthusiastically, his eyes once again smiling and sHerseyling.

"Violet, let's go. Nice to see you well, Daniel." Her mom said, holding her hand.

"It's nice to see you becoming more lovely, madam." She smiled sweetly to Daniel who kissed her on the cheek and gave way to them. "We'll see you again, next time."

Violet wanted to roll her eyes by the way he said next time. He wouldn't really stop unless she gives him a shot, but she knew very well than do it. She bowed respectfully to Mr. and Mrs. Kang who fondly smiled at her before they went away from them.

And that's when she realized which table they were going to.

"Lara Ramos!" Her mother squealed, immediately letting go of her hand to fangirl over the girl who looked surprised at first to see them but immediately stood up and bowed.

"Hello, Mister Hersey, Madam Hersey," Her ebony eyes darted again and locked with her hazelnut ones, "Violet Hersey."

"Oh, dear! It's good that you've made it here. I've been meaning to meet you!"

Violet rolled her eyes at her mother's obvious admiration of the well-known multi-talented actress in Hollywood, the highest-paid icon, and the most sought-after star around the world, Lara Ramos.

Violet just listened to them interact. Her father already bid his goodbye to the actress and went to the other men who called him. She remained standing there, eyes never leaving the woman's bright and flawless face. She had this beautiful smile that could charm everyone's heart, man or woman, old or young, no exception. And her mother was one of those proofs.

"Thank you for inviting me, ma'am."

"No, thank you for accepting our invitation! Have you been enjoying yourself yet?"

"Yes, the food is great. I think I have to cheat on my diet for tonight." She said which caused them to laugh.

Nothing's even funny there. Violet thought.

Their eyes met again, there's this glint in the actress' mono-lidded eyes that Violet couldn't point a finger on. She looked as if she was flirting, especially when her eyes went down to her lips when she licked it with her tongue, but Lara was not looking at her, yet she knew she was looking at her.

"Anyway, who's with you? I didn't see anyone here at your table." Her mom spoke again, causing her to realize that she had been staring for too long at the actress so she tore her eyes away and just took her phone from her pocket.

Violet found a few texts from her friends, a lot of those messages coming from Sky.

From: Sky

Violet! Lara Ramos is there!?

Hello? Violet!

I saw it on the TV!

You look fabulous by the way

But Lara looks so hot! Omg

Get her number and give it to me.

I'll wait for your reply and expect the number. Ily! Enjoy

"My manager was here earlier but she has to go fetch something back in our company so I'm alone while I haven't performed yet. But I'm fine, madam, you don't have to worry about me."

Violet rolled her eyes upon reading Sky's message and typed her reply.

To: Sky

Sorry, but I haven't seen her yet.

"Oh, dear. That's not a good idea to leave you alone, but hey, Violet is here, she could accompany you the whole night."

Right in time when she looked up from her phone, she saw the two looking at her. Her eyes flickered from her mother to Lara, unaware and clueless why they were looking at her.

She almost choked on her own saliva when she saw Lara seductively smirked at her, followed by a wink. All subtle while her mother was also looking at her. Her face turned warm, something moved inside her, and her heart thumped faster than it should have.

"W-why?" She asked consciously, clearing her throat and composed herself, and reiterated more firmly, "Why, mom?"

"Honey, you don't have anything to do here tonight, right?" She asked sweetly, hooking her arms around her arm.

"Nothing. I want to go home." She honestly said. In her peripheral vision, she could see Lara sitting down in her seat. "Why?"

"Don't go home yet, Violet. You should accompany Lara for the night, her manager left her alone."

Violet looked at Lara again, she had her face perched on her hand while watching the interaction, a smile plastered on her lips— an alluring one.

Her brows furrowed, "And how is she my responsibility now? I'm sure she doesn't mind no company at all."

"I do, actually." Lara interjected, "Don't want to look like an outcast."

"Honey, you're not. You're the best."

Violet huffed at her mother's clear flirting with the actress, and the woman obviously found it fascinating and clearly enjoyed it. She wasn't even like that with her father.

"Thank you, madam," Lara answered with a bright smile and a chuckle. Then her eyes flicked to Violet, "But I really do hope for company with your daughter. She seems fun."

"Trust me, she's not-"

"Mom!?"

Her mom rolled her eyes, "She's really fun, Lara. You can take her." Then Mr. Hersey called her as his muse, "I'm sorry I have to leave you."

"It's alright, madam. I'll have your daughter with me." Lara answered, standing up, and gave Mrs. Hersey a sweet hug while her eyes held Violet's.

When they separated, Mrs. Hersey looked at Violet, "Get me her autograph and photo, okay? Don't leave her."

Mrs. Hersey left the two alone, watching as she made her way back to her husband and converse with their other business partners. That was also when Violet realized that she was left alone with the actress, not just a simple actress but the actress who kept on looking at her very differently from the others.

"You can sit with me, Miss Hersey," She spoke, a wide grin plastered on her face as she eyed her with vigor.

Violet just sighed and did not meet her eyes. Instead, she turned her back and was about to walk to the chair across Lara but a delicate hand gripped her wrist. She felt something tugged in her heart at the touch, then another tug when those sharp, ebony eyes met hers.

"Sit beside me." She said, hand gripping tighter.

"Why?"

Lara looked confused at the question, and Violet felt stupid at the question. The actress smiled nonetheless, the smile different to those that she gave to the people who were asking for a picture or talking to her, it was also not sheepish but instead, a bold, flirty one, "Just wanna feel you."

A surge of warm blood rushed to Violet's face as she gawked at the actress who in turn chuckled at her reaction. Did she hear it right? Was she really flirting? Was that remark dirty or it's just her? She couldn't tell.

Lara pulled her to sit on the chair beside her, "Have you eaten?"

"Nah. You?"

"Thanks for asking, princess, but maybe later."

Violet stared at Lara, the actress was looking at her with a smile, the smile that was obviously not up to any good. She scoffed and rolled her eyes, "What's up with you, Lara Ramos?"

The woman feigned shock and innocence, placing her hand across her mouth, "Oh, me? What do you mean? I'm just answering your questions."

"Really now?" She asked, staring at her eyes with her brows raised, trying to intimidate her but the latter was far from it.

"You look hot when you do that," Lara remarked, smirking at her. "And cute when you smile."

A lot had already told her that same compliment, but it didn't affect her much, and would just shrug it off. But with this girl, it was different, she just felt her face warmed.

She drank the water in front of her, seeing Lara smile wider. She drank it all up to the last drop then glared at her, "Are you flirting with me?"

"First of all, you drink my water. That's an indirect kiss but I'm not complaining, maybe I would complain if you reject a direct one," The way she said it was blunt. Her eyes flicked to Violet's wet lips, then back to her eyes, "Second, well, I don't really know how to flirt, I'm just naturally like this. Maybe I am, maybe I am not."

Violet huffed, "You clearly are. Whatever, don't talk to me."

She looked away, her dad was already in front and speaking at the podium, thanking everyone who attended his business party. This party could also be the celebration for being now on top in the business world.

And with that said, it means that every eye now was darted at her like a camera, her every move was recorded, her life would be publicized, the world would wait for a mistake to bash, the pressure would be unbearable.

But she was ready.

"You said you haven't eaten yet?" Lara asked after a while of silence, Violet didn't answer nor look but nodded, not wanting to be rude, and that was still enough for Lara to smile widely as she stood up from her seat.

"Where are you going?" She asked inquisitively, "You ask my mom to accompany you here but you're-"

"I'll get you food, princess." She cut her rant off, and Violet sat there frozen by what she heard. This infamous actress would get her food? That just didn't make sense, "Ain't I one sweet, little charmer?"

"No, wait! There's no need, I could get it myself," Violet said, standing up but was stopped by a hand on her shoulder.

"Just relax, Violet." Lara put her other hand on her other shoulder, pushing her to sit back down in her chair. She then moved further forward, until her lips were across her ear, "I would love to serve you your meals for the rest of my life."

The presence in front of her was gone, but the way her hand moved from her shoulder down to her hand was lingering, and sent shivers down her spine. And what did she say? Serve her meals for the rest of her life? What does that mean?

Once again, she drank, but the wine this time.

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"Here you go." Violet looked at the plate in front of her, it was full of various foods.

"This is a lot," She remarked, looking at the woman who called for a waiter and asked for a water refill. "I wouldn't be able to rat all of these and I do not want to waste food."

Lara sat on her chair beside her, propping her elbow on the table, and here comes again her alluring smile, "Then we can share. You can feed me and I will gladly open my mouth for you."

Violet squinted her eyes, looking at her plate, to the utensils there, then back to the actress's smile. She suspiciously looked at her. "You've thought of this already."

"Oh, no." The woman denied it, but her smile told another story, "I just thought you could eat that much."

"And what do you mean by that?"

"Nothing! God, can you just eat it?"

Violet was slightly taken aback by her sudden change of tone. She looked irritated, but it was odd. Violet should also feel annoyed by her reaction, but she found her cute, especially when she was red.

Taking the spoon and fork, she chuckled, "You're weird."

"Oh, did I just make the Hersey CEO in line laugh?" She asked with a grin, moving closer until their knees bumped.

Just like that, her face fell back into a blank. "I'm a human, of course, I laugh."

"But not to everyone, so it's flattering." Lara followed the spoon until it went inside Violet's mouth, she gulped and tore her eyes away from her.

"Lara Ramos is a heartbreaker,"

Lara gasped dramatically, "Hey! You can't say that without any basis!"

"Your flirty mien says it all."

"I told you, that's not flirting. I'm just being friendly." Lara defended, pouting at the accusation.

Violet couldn't help but think how cute she was. "So you're being friendly right now?"

"Well, right now, no." She placed her hand on her thigh and squeezed it, "I'm charming you."

Violet glanced around, taking her hand off of her thigh, and looked at her deeply, "You don't know what you're getting yourself into, Miss Kim."

"Oh no," She waved her hand as her seductive smile showed again, "I totally know what I'm getting myself into," She placed her hand again on her thigh, leaning closer to her face, "Into your pants."

Violet stared at her eyes that didn't back down but only held her stare. She felt her heart quickened, she didn't know what's in this woman's mind, and she couldn't help but scoff, "For a high-end woman as yourself, that's actually so low to ask someone for sex so boldly. Are you that needy?"

Lara pulled away, crossing her arm on her chest, "Don't get me wrong, Miss Hersey. I never approached people for that matter before. You are just so hot with that buttoned blazer, and you turn me on."

Violet huffed, turning her attention back to her food and stabbed the pork meat, "You are so blunt in this matter," She ate the food, "I'm not interested."

"Sure you're not," Lara answered coyly. Her hand went again on her thigh, rubbing it up and down, "Yet."

"Never." She answered firmly, shaking her hand away from her thigh, and threw the warm and forming twist in her stomach, trying herself not to be obviously affected.

"I like my girl tough."

"Can you shut up? I'm eating."

"How about let me eat later too?"

"Oh my god, Lara Ramos!"

"I'm kidding! You're cute."

"Shut your mouth."

"Make me."

"Not here, babe."

Violet snorted when the actress stared at her with wide eyes, her mouth fell open, and she became speechless. "Got ya."

It's fun to tease this woman.

However, it took her completely off guard when a hand suddenly pulled her out from her seat, the food was left out on the table, and the area itself became vacant as she was dragged out of the compact room.

"Where are you taking me? I'm eating." Violet asked with an irritated voice. She was pulling her hand but Lara would pull it with doubled force. "Lara Ramos!"

Lara didn't answer, she took the empty hallway toward the backstage, and that's when Violet realized where they were going. The blue and pink sign on the door said it all.

She felt herself stiffen, her eyes widened as Lara pushed the door open and pulled her in, closing it behind her back. But the beating of her heart became potent as her breath hitched upon feeling the wall on her back and a soft body attached on her front, her hands were already above her head.

"W-what are you doing? Get off of me!" She stuttered, squirming but Lara only pinned her more with her body.

Her face was so near, she could feel her hot breath on her cheeks, and she clearly did not know what to do and why the hell did she suddenly feel so weak. Naomi always deemed her the strongest in her circle of friends, Jennifer always told her she had a heavy hand whenever she smacked her, but how did that happen that she couldn't move right now?

"Shut me up, babe. No one's looking." Lara whispered, blowing her ear.

"I-I was just kidding!" Violet croaked, gritting her teeth and glaring at Lara, "Get off of me, Ramos. Someone might come in and find us like this. Have you forgotten that you're an idol?"

"Kiss me and I'll get off of you," She insistently suggested, her lips now attached to her cheeks and she had no idea how much it affected the other. "Violet Hersey-"

Violet harshly turned her face and captured the actress's lips. She knew she wasn't acting for just a simple peck, so her lips were moving. And oh, how she suddenly felt like she was on cloud nine, kissing the softest clouds there was. And oh, how she cursed Lara Ramos for having this softest lips that she couldn't help but deepen it more.

Lara gasped upon feeling a tongue skidded her lower lip, and soon enter her mouth, meeting her own. She felt weak. Her confidence and dominant character earlier were found missing.

And unaware of her, she was now the one pinned on the wall. Her hands threading Violet's brown locks.

Violet's lips left Lara's mouth, traveling kisses down her jaw, her hand caressing the actress's curvy sides. Her jasmine and flowery scent were intoxicating, and Violet was intoxicated. A moan escaped Lara's lips when Violet nipped on her pulse point, marking the woman's neck.

They found each other's lips once more until it came to a stop when both needed air to fill their lungs. They were panting as they looked at each other's eyes. They were a mess, lipsticks smudge at each other, lips swollen which made them wonder how long they were making out, and their faces were still near each other.

Lara's smile slowly crept back on her lips as she caressed Violet's cheek, "That ended up pretty hot and messy, didn't it?"

Violet looked at her lips, then back to her eyes, "This is harassment, you forced me into this."

Dahtun giggled, "Really now? Would you have a look at our position right now? I am basically..." She tried to squirm, but Violet's body was restraining her to do so, "Pinned on the wall, am I not?"

Realizing it, Violet immediately detached herself from her and stepped three steps backward, seeing now how messy they really were. Lara's red dress was slightly lifted up and crumpled, her black hair was slightly disheveled, and her lipsticks were really now smudged.

"You wanted it," She shot back, then it was her time to smirk, "You even moaned."

The pale woman became beet red, couldn't deny the fact that she indeed moaned because of...then she remembered something, she gasped, "Oh my god, Violet!"

Violet looked as she ran to the sink, in front of the mirror and tilted her head, tracing the red mark on her neck.

"I'm still yet to perform tonight!"

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"Why are you and Lara Ramos in the bathroom?"

Violet coughed from drinking her glass of water when her sister, Sierra, suddenly asked that question. She glared at her when she recovered, "Can't we be in the same bathroom?"

Her sister raised her hands, "Chill, I was just asking. Why are you so defensive?"

"That's not being defensive, that's obviously a question that you shouldn't-"

"Shh! Shut up, she'll perform now."

Violet huffed at her sister's annoying attitude, but she also looked at the stage where Lara Ramos walked in. A grand piano is in the middle with a microphone in front of her seat. She looked neat now, even refreshed by the retouch they did earlier in the bathroom.

Her eyes traveled down her white neck, she silently praised herself for putting a hickey- she meant, putting a concealer to cover that mark. She was really freaking out upon finding that out, but when she apologized, she just kissed her and told her she loved it and even followed with, 'it's hot, princess, I might return the favor later.'

The people cheered when she smiled and started pressing the keys. Everyone was drawn on her, well who wouldn't? She's the hot topic every day, Whatever she holds, turns gold. She's also perfect.

A good kisser too.

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Violet couldn't quite make out how did they end up being here in this particular situation- inside her car, at the Herseying of this certain five-star hotel, the renowned actress who came by the name of Lara Ramos on her lap, their lips perfectly moving in sync, the car fogged with heated yet another make-out session.

As far as she could remember, her mother forced her again to send Lara home instead of waiting for her driver. Of course, Violet declined and suggested Soyeon's driver instead of her, but really, Lara might have liked seeing her suffer so she agreed with the idea of Violet sending her home.

"To be honest, we've kind of built a close relationship with each other, Mrs. Hersey. Violet really is good," Lara looked at her knowingly, the sweet smile that she often showed in public plastered on her face, "and fun. So sending me home is a perfect idea."

The ride home was silent, she never dared to look at her even though the actress was blatantly staring at her. She would try throwing a casual conversation that would turn to playful and seductive ones, but Violet was so good at shrugging them until Lara just gave up and sulked on the side for the lack of attention.

And this was her revenge.

A nip on her collarbone elicited a moan from her lips, then it traveled up to her neck and nipped another one there.

"Don't...mark too many." Violet managed to say, her hands traveling up Lara's milky thighs, "I have a meeting tomorrow."

Lara chuckled, capturing Violet's lips and pushing her tongue inside. Violet's mouth tasted the wine she drank earlier, it was drunkenly tasty, even addictive, and Lara couldn't have enough of it.

Their kiss had ceased by the ringing of a phone, it sure was not Violet's as it had the distinct ringtone of Ed Sheeran's Shape of You. But Lara kept kissing her, and she had to push her shoulder so she would stop.

"I think," She panted, "You should answer that."

Lara huffed in irritation, taking her bag on the other seat and took out her phone, pressing the accept button even without getting off her lap.

"What?"

"Woah, chill! What did I do?" Lara's best friend, Clarissa, laughed on the phone, "I just want to ask if you're already home."

"Yes, I am. Don't disturb me for a moment, will you?" She met Violet's eyes, she was chuckling at her irritated face.

"What's with you? Are you in the middle of sex-"

"No, I'm not!" She held Violet's hand on her thigh and stopped it from moving, mouthing a firm 'stop'.

"Yes, you are!" Clarissa claimed, cackling, "So, who is it? Don't tell me it's an old, rich, dying man? Gosh, Lara, are you that desperate-"

"Can you shut your filthy mouth and tell me why you call!?" Lara stared at Violet's natural big eyes, they were boring through her soul, intimidating but beautiful.

"I'm in your condo so you can't basically drag your sex mate here. Hurry up and go home!"

As soon as the call ended, Lara threw her phone back inside her bag and kissed Violet once again with an air-knocking kiss. She had kissed a lot of people, especially the nature of her field of work, but no one tied with how soft and delicate Violet's lips were. She felt like she never wanted to part her lips with her, and really, if she could, she would.

But she couldn't.

"I have to go," She muttered on her lips after their kiss, Violet had her eyes closed.

"You should have already been in your room and resting now fifteen minutes ago," She answered, opening her eyes that stared straight at her, "And I should've been home as well by now."

Lara smiles cheekily, "But you're still here because you couldn't resist my charm."

"I'm still here because you harassed me once again."

"You like it."

"Who says I didn't?"

Lara's smile widened at her answer, she giggled and peeled herself out of her lap and sat on the passenger seat, "That's not harassment if you liked it."

"You keep on annoying me to kiss you, so that counts." She shot back, "But really, you should get your butt out of my car and rest."

"Is that a concern that I'm hearing?" The actress teased, and Violet rolled her eyes.

"That's my way of telling you kindly to get out of my car." She crossed her arms, "Get out of my car."

Lara snorted, "Wow, you were just so enjoying biting on my lips earlier and now you're acting like we're strangers?" She feigned offense, "I'm Lara Ramos, don't you know it? Everyone wants me."

"Okay, Lara Ramos that everyone wants, get out of my car," Violet said which only made Lara pouted cutely.

With a glare, she gathered her things and fixed herself, glancing once more at her skills such as the hickeys on her neck and collarbone before she opened the car's door.

"I'll see you when I see you, babe." Lara let out, winking and puckering her lips for a flying kiss before she closed the door.

Violet watched her walk to the hotel's entrance, glancing once at her before she vanished out of her sight.

When both were already home, that's when they realized that they had no each other's number.

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"So, where is it?"

Violet glanced at Sky who walked beside her as they entered their company. Sky worked under their firm as an office manager, along with Naomi who was the accountant. She was holding a cup of tea in one hand and her bag on the other, she was looking at her expectantly.

"Where is what?" She asked puzzlingly. The employees who saw her greeted and bowed, which she smiled in return.

Sky huffed, "The number? Lara Ramos's number? I told you to ask for it."

Violet pursed her lips, couldn't help her mind but flashback on the happenings yesterday night. She could still feel the tenderness and softness of the actress's lips, the jasmine scent that was intoxicating her, the milky white neck that she marked up. It all felt like a dream, but when she looked at the mirror when she woke up, she saw the indubitable hickeys on her collarbone and neck that she had to wear a turtleneck today.

"Violet?"

She blinked, then realized that her hand was on her neck. She immediately put down her hand and cleared her throat and answered, "I didn't meet her."

Sky scoffed loudly, "You know for sure that that business party had media present inside, do you?"

"Yes, and?"

"God," Sky muttered. She fished out her phone from her pocket and showed her a certain picture, "Tell me how you didn't meet her."

Violet gawked at the picture—it was the time when Lara held her shoulders and leaned for a whisper. The caption was just simple— Next CEO of Hersey Co.Violet Hersey and Star Lara Ramos's interaction is too cute to handle.

"It's nothing. I just accompanied her for a moment as mom asked me to." She shrugged, tapping her shoes on the floor as she watched the changing of numbers. "And I don't want her to think that I'm a creep to ask for her number just like that. I don't have the confidence like yours, Sky."

"Really? May I see your neck then?"

Violet whipped her head at her instantly, her eyes wide and a baffled expression displayed on her face, "W-what are you talking about? There's nothing here."

"Oh? I didn't say there's something there, I just wanna see your neck." Sky innocently said, but the smile on her face was taunting.

"No, go back to your work." She used her superior voice, pushing Sky out of the elevator when it stopped on her floor.

"I know how it feels when I also hide something, a hickey for example." She meaningfully said and laughed loudly before the door closed.

Violet sighed loudly, she was left alone inside. She pulled the turtleneck slightly and looked at her reflection on the elevator, it was really noticeable.

"I should have given you more, Lara Ramos," She muttered to herself and fixed her clothes, concentrating and motivating herself to work again.

Yet, she found herself staring at the billboard across their building were those very familiar ebony eyes, and familiar eyes were staring right back at her.

A buzz on her phone peeled her attention from the woman, she took it from her pocket and found an unknown number calling her. She hesitated for a bit but then pressed the green button.

"He-"

"Hi, babe."