She looked like her usual self yet at the same time, she looked different. There was something about the way she moved, the way her hips swayed. And when Sebastian looked at her, he noticed the sensual purse of her lips as she gazed up at him and wished him a happy birthday.

"Come on, Babe, blow the candle," urged London at his side, putting her hand around his arm.

Sebastian spared one look at Andin then blew the candle. The crowd cheered and one by one, his guests started to congratulate him and wish him well. Soon, Sebastian left the guests to join her siblings. Two out of seven of them were here celebrating his birthday. Albeit there were so many of them, they were truly close with each other. They had not had any cousins since both of their mother and father were only children.

"We still don't know where he went," said Thornton, informing Sebastian about their missing brother Draven Summers. After their grandfather had written Draven off his will, his little brother had taken it so badly that he had run away from home. Their grandfather had been too prideful to look for him and ordered everyone not to search for him. Now that their grandfather had passed away, the Summers siblings wanted to find their missing brother. They had hired private investigators and other professionals but until now, all their efforts were in vain. Draven's whereabouts were still unknown.

"Poor Draven," said Clara, shaking her head and letting out a sad sigh. "I miss him terribly, Tony."

Their eldest brother, Thornton, put his arms around Clara and held her close. "I know, Clara. We all do."

"I could try asking Declan to get more information in China," said Sebastian with a sigh. Even before he was going to do it, he already felt slightly hopeless. Declan was Draven's twin brother who had gotten married with a Chinese girl to fulfill the promise their grandfather had made over fifty years ago.

"We'll find him," said Clara, being as optimistic as usual. "I know we will. Sooner or later. We are family and we will be together again."

Sebastian let out an exasperated sigh, he had grown weary both emotionally and physically. As he was listening to his brother Thornton and his sister Clara when his eyes caught the sight of Andin except that she was not alone. His body was instantly jolted with jealousy. Standing next to Andin with his arms around her shoulder and his body pressed against hers was a young man he had never seen before. A young man that would never be mistaken as an accountant nor a tax advisor.

"I'm sorry, I have to find my secretary," said Sebastian. Somehow he couldn't keep still while watching Andin standing way too close to her companion.

"Your secretary?" Clara blinked, her eyes scanning her surroundings. "Look around, dude. You're at a party. Your own birthday party, to be exact."

Sebastian growled. "I'm well aware, Little Sister."

"Why do you need to find your secretary? Is it something related to work?" asked Thornton lightly. Unlike his little sister who gave him an incredulous look dripped with suspicion.

"Yes," he answered firmly. "What else would I need her for?" Then without waiting for any of his siblings to reply, Sebastian stormed off to find Andin.

"Miss Williams," welcoming her with a bright, cheery tone which perhaps was a little too cheerful compared to the stormy look he had on his face. Sebastian slid his gaze to Andin's companion. "And you must be Damon Matthews?"

"You're right," answered the younger man. He radiated self assurance, his dark eyes twinkled in friendliness. "And you must be her boss."

"That I am."

"I suppose I should congratulate you. Happy birthday!"

Sebastian smiled politely. "Thank you." He was about to open his mouth to ask Damon whether he would mind if Sebastian borrowed Andin for a bit, when London suddenly emerged from behind him.

"Well, hello," breathed London Star, her sexual interest was obviously steered by the sight of Damon Matthews. "I don't think we've had the pleasure of knowing each other yet."

"We certainly have not. Hi. I'm Damon." He paused for a brief second then tilted his head to one side, "and you are?"

London blinked. Twice. She had always assumed that everyone in the entire world knew who she was, let alone everyone in this room who had been working in the same industry as hers. Swallowing her dented pride, she offered him a brilliant smile that hopefully would captivate his heart enough to make him remember her name forever. "London Star. Nice to meet you." London leaned forward as she took Damon's hand and at the same time giving him an eyeful of her cleavage.

However unlike most men who would find the view rather irresistible, Damon merely gave her a polite smile and an uninterested look. If he was receiving London's innuendo and signal, it was clear that he had no intention of answering them.

"Are you also working in the entertainment industry?" asked London with another one of her seductive smiles.

"Unfortunately not. My work is more in line with the culinary industry. I'm a chef." His dark eyes twinkled at her wickedly. "You could say that I'm more into taste than act." Damon slid his gaze to Andin as if she had been the most beautiful woman in the room and that she was the one to provide the best taste he'd ever had.

Sebastian curled his hand into a fist inside his pocket and informed himself that he was acting ridiculous. His secretary's sex life was none of his business!

Yet one glance at Andin who looked at Damon as if he'd been the best man who ever walked on Earth made Sebastian's stomach clench with outrage and pure jealousy.

"Miss Williams, do sit next to me. I have something I would like to discuss with you, pronto!" he ordered her without paying any mind to the onlookers.

* * *

Andin was laughing inside at the way the night had developed thus far. Her boss was tight lipped and tight faced with all the comments Damon had made and no doubt also by the way Damon had dismissed London Star, his boss's latest woman, and focused all his attention on Andin. Though even Andin had to admit, as she glanced at London's exposed back, there was not a single blemish nor cellulite on her bare skin, something Andin could not say about herself. She quickly dismissed her self insecurity. After all, even with so many wonderful things being put on display and available to him, Sebastian's eyes were securely locked on Andin's every move. That itself could be the highest compliment there ever was.

"Miss Williams, do sit next to me. I have something I would like to discuss with you, pronto!"

His order was clear and it seemed that he didn't even care that by ordering her around even during a party like this, it would bring about embarrassment on her. Andin's back was immediately stiffened. Once more Sebastian had managed to mock her.

One more day, Andin told herself, only one more day, and then tomorrow I will hand my resignation letter and he could kiss my ass goodbye.

Once Sebastian settled on the chair next to her, she asked in a low voice, "Is there something you would like me to do for you?"

His answer was short. "No."

"Then why did you ask me to sit here?" Andin couldn't understand the reason behind his odd request. He'd said that he wanted to discuss something important with her. "You said I'm not here for work. You told me to have fun."

Although in reality, she'd checked with the event organizer, and if that would not be called work, she didn't know what else that would be. But she argued with herself that she had merely done that because Jackie was her friend and she wanted everything to be in order after the hard work that she and Jackie had put through.

"You're not."

"Then why do I have to sit here next to you as if you will bark an order any second now?"

His dark brow lifted, mockingly challenging her. "I do not bark my order."

"Okay, fine then." Andin nearly lost her temper and managed to hold everything back in and calm herself down. "What is the thing you would like to discuss with me?" The sooner she found out what he wanted, the sooner she could sit elsewhere.

Her boss had gone quiet for a moment and when he did open his mouth, the words coming out of it was shocking. "You look stunning."

"Pardon?"

Her eyes narrowed into a slit. "Are you trying to make me say it twice, Miss Williams?"

"No, I just thought I heard you wrong."

"You look stunning," he reiterated, which convinced Andin that she had heard it right the first time. "Is it very weird for you that I might enjoy your company outside of work?"

Andin couldn't help but be flushed at his directness. "You have a better looking company," she pointed out at London Star who was sitting on his left and busy admiring Damon. Poor her, she didn't know that Damon was only interested in the male sex.

"That's for me to decide, Miss Williams," he drawled, his low voice sending shivers to her back.

"Whatever suits you, Boss," she answered carelessly. "Back to the point now, what is it that you wish to discuss with me? I didn't bring my notebook with me so whatever it is, I'm afraid I'll have to jot it down on my phone."

"Why did you arrive late?" His gaze moved from her oval face to Damon then back to her. "Is it because of him?"

"Why?" she asked back, refusing to be intimidated by his eyes nor his demeanor. "I'm not working right now as you stated previously and again a few minutes ago that I'm not here for work. So I don't have to explain myself to you." Andin grabbed the glass of wine off the table and took a long sip. He simply unnerved her. Everything he did. Including how he'd inched himself closer and closer to her as if she wouldn't notice.

He gazed at Andin with a mischievous intimate look as he watched her drink her wine. His eyes slid down to her throat and then lower again. Andin nearly choked on her wine but somehow she managed to put the glass back down and remained calm, pretending that she was used to men paying deep attention to her body.

Thankfully Damon was there to save her as he put one possessive arm around her shoulder and said, "Andin Mia Bella, are you still occupied? I'm feeling quite lonely here."

"I'm sorry." Andin turned to her right and dismissed her boss as if his eyes were not still on her. "Anyway, my boss is done talking with me. You shall have my undivided attention."

"Ah, I'm glad. After all, I'm your willing slave for the night." Again, Damon managed to insert a sexual innuendo and Andin nearly groaned. "I can hardly wait for the party to be over so I can indeed have your full and undivided attention."

"Soon," answered Andin, widening her eyes at Damon and hoping he would get the message.

Enough with the Fifty Shades of Grey jokes, Dee!

Yet it seemed that he didn't or wish to ignore it altogether. "Another night of pleasure with you makes everything worth it."

Andin kicked him under the table but it only made Damon's smile turn into a huge grin.

She heard rustling behind her and then her boss whispered next to her ear, "I'm not done with you yet, Miss Williams!"

Then her boss stood up and left.

Damon eyed him with a smile. "He totally fell for it."

She shook her head at her friend. "I don't know, Dee. He looks boiling angry to me."

"More like boiling with jealousy," corrected Damon triumphantly.