After work, I headed home to find Sarah, Paul and Beth in the living room. Except it wasn't the usual "friendly gathering" I was used to seeing on the weekends. It was Monday, and we didn't come together on Mondays like this."Paul, spill the beans! What's wrong with you?" Sarah interrogated.Paul shook his head "No, no!"I set my purse on the purse rack, kicked off my heels and walked slowly into the living room."What's...going on?"Sarah turned to and looked at me "Something happened, and he knows intel. But he's not telling us anything.""Maybe if you let go of his shoulders like that he will tell you something-"

I had to think of something, someway I could gain the upper hand from Sebastian. So far, he has successfully charmed my mother and charmed my sister, so much you could basically see the hearts in her eyes. I felt like puking, the way she looked at him. Then it hit me. The best tactic, the only tactic I could use at this point. The element of surprise. "Mom, wait! I'm serious. William...he can't make it." My mother frowned "And why not?" "He's coming out to L.A. on Saturday and we already have plans set that day." I could just imagine Paul gaping at my lie.

After about thirty minutes on the road, which consisted of me being drowned in negative thoughts, Matt found a parking space by what seemed to be a bar, packed with people. The lit sign read "Websters," hung on a brick foundation. The smell of alcohol was prominent once I rolled my window down. "A bar, Matt. Really?" He turned off the car "Oh, c'mon Leslie. It will be fun. I used to come here when I actually did drink, and it has a great atmosphere. Plus, one of the best bars in Hollywood." I sighed "Fine, but I'm not drinking more than one, two at the most." "Great. Kai, wake up." Matt shook Kai's shoulder, which made him jolt up in surprise. "Damn, man. Chill, will you?" He sa

I'll take care of it. I'll take care of itHis words echoed through my mind as I went back to my office. What did he mean by "I'll take care of it?" Would he cut him off? No, that would mean we would lose our stock shares and investments. Would he hurt him? No, witnesses. Unless he did it in a secluded place. The possibilities were endless, especially with Sebastian, him being so unpredictable. But the fact that he was so...calm. Especially after finding out his employee's had been harassed by one of his partners? It baffled me.I still couldn't get the thought of his disgusting hands on my ass. What was he, fifty? Sixty? He was well passed his forties, that was for sure, and that fact made the situation ten times worse.Pervert. I should have slapped him right then and there.

--- June --- I hadn't been the same the rest of May. Sarah and Paul questioned me when I came back to my office after my breakdown. I told them I was fine, and that I just needed air. But in truth, I wasn't fine. I was actually far from fine. Sebastian had decided to use my own sister against me. For what? To make a point? To show me what happens when someone rejects him? It didn't make sense to me. Nothing did, really. Ever since I met him my life took a complete turn for the worst, yet I didn't have the lack of pride to give up. It was something I refused to do, and a quality I both loved and loathed about myself. Towards the end of May, Sebastian and Samantha were in every tabloid in the freaking U.S., the information by my hand. They went out that Friday, but Samantha t