I walked onto the stage, hoping to hide my nerves with the fake smile on my face as it was time for me to give my speech after my father is done introducing me to the mass crowd gathered listening eagerly as if my father was the king. "I would like to give a warm welcome to my second daughter, who has come back to the states after 2 years of being abroad at Oxford University, Neveah Miller!" My father stated whilst the stage light points directly at me, blinding me in the process. I carefully walked on stage, hoping to not make fun of myself or my mother would continue to belittle me even more if I couldn't even walk on stage without tripping.Finally getting on the stage, my father allowed me to take the stand whilst he moves off stage to give the ultimate stage fright of the century. I composed myself and got ready to speak.

I stared into his deep blue eyes and was still stood with horror. He didn't know the extent of what he has done. Every newspaper and media article would have us plastered onto the front page. All the ideas of just being an ordinary girl just flew out of the window because of this one-time association with him. Yet who does he think he is to "claim" me! When did I suddenly become a commodity that allowed notorious players like him to waltz into my life and suddenly think, they have the full potential to claim me? The warm that was still upon my waist made me snap out of my trance and realised that he was still holding onto me. The realisation that every couple on the dance floor has stopped what they were doing, and all were watching with beady eyes waiting for our next movement made me sick to my stomach. I hated being the center of attention, especially when it

---Nevaeh's POV---Today was the first official day where I would be starting my job role and getting to know everyone in at the company. My father has specifically given me a project that I would have to manage myself and whatever the outcome would be could implicate his decision on if I am ready for taking over the company. However, I know for a fact that it wasn't just a simple project since, at the back of his mind, I will need to fully prove myself with my ability for him to fully accept that I am taking over. Getting ready was easy but knowing that I would have to spend the morning with my family was a difficult task. Since my sister was back for a couple of weeks, breakfast with the family was not a scene that I want to endure before my first day at the company.

Everything was so confusing to me. Why he could invite me out on a dinner date that was supposed to just be about a business opportunity but in the end is in a romantic setting and I couldn't explain this feeling I had when he talked about this restaurant as being his and how he went through the process of building this restaurant up. Before I had always thought that he was someone who gathered all his fame and fortune from just taking over his father’s company but in the end, it was a mixture. Behind the scenes, he did do his work and was very passionate about it. "So, what did you want to talk about and what was this business opportunity that you thought I would be very interested in," I asked since the waiter had come back with our food and we had to get down to business before I finish all of the food.

---Nevaeh's POV---The moment I pushed him out of the door I couldn't believe what I had just done. Without think, I had teased him and had given him a hard-on without realising. However, I just didn't have enough time to give myself even a second to think about my actions when Camilla came in to tell me that my first meeting of the day was about to start. However, before leaving she told me that Alec had left an ointment for my hand. This did make me feel slightly happy that he was able to think about me, but I remembered that he was the sole reason to why I got burnt in the first place. Within a couple of hours, we had finally gotten through all the meetings without one of the workers being late or out of place.