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I follow them, but before I can get too far, Bram stops me for a second. I turn my head to look at him. "Do you want me to delete the post?" he asks, sounding a little nervous. I don't even have to think about it, I simply shake my head, "You sure? Your sisters are kind of right, I don't have the best reputation." "I don't give a shit, Bram," I assure him, then grab his arm and pull him with me to those stupid photos. Except it’s not just photos, I actually have to meet a bunch of new people and chitchat, thanking them for their donations, "By the way, Dad... Bram posted a video about the charity to his followers. We've gotten a lot of donations already, thanks to him." "Oh," my dad finally gives Bram a positive look. And my date straightens up, waiting for the praise because he totally has a kink about it, "That's really good, Kent. Thank you. I take this very seriously, I wish high education was accessible to everyone." "Yeah. It totally should be," Bram responds, with a big

{ Abraham } Anastasia and I are three drinks in when the food finally starts being served, but then Charlie Blomqvist comes to ruin my fun time. He takes my date away from me, without even apologizing for it. The three Blomqvist daughters stand behind their father as he gives a heartfelt speech about how important this charity is to him, then as he thanks everyone for supporting the cause. It's short but impactful and sweet. Then they return to the table while everyone claps. Annie comes back to my side and Charlie sits down next to his gay twin, Louis St Lorraine. "I already met Annie, she's such a lovely girl," Louis tells Charlie when he tries to introduce them over the table, "And her date, totally not her boyfriend, is a lovely boy too." Charlie rolls his eyes, not amused at that, but he also doesn't look pissed. He hasn't sent me a pissed look at all since he heard about the donations I brought in. I just hope he doesn't come across my picture with Anastasia tonig

"I am super nice," Charlie responds calmly, "Just not to men like you. So, move along and simply say 'no' next time Annie tries to drag you somewhere." "I seriously don't think I can do that, Sir. I mean, I tried saying ‘no’ this time and she was… well, she turned into someone I didn’t recognize. I swear, she was actually more scary than you," I let him know. He turns to give me an intrigued look, "But I explained... it's not that I didn't want to be her date, it was more like I didn't want to see Gray again, you know? Although, it turned out not to be so bad after all and I realized I’ve missed him a lot, even if—“ "Shut up. Why are you still here, talking to me?" Charlie interrupts me, with a confused chuckle, "You should be turning around and keeping yourself away. If you were as smart as I thought... for a second there... you would never even speak to Anastasia again." "Well, that's impossible since she's my boss and my only friend in the office. To be honest, my only friend

{ Anastasia } It has been a weekend of reflection for me. And of dealing with the consequences of making rash decisions. What I though was nothing but a post on social media to bring attention to the charity has snow-balled into a lot of attention, not only to the charity but also to our company and the family as a whole. But mostly me. They've been talking about me on the local news for five minutes now, with the picture Bram posted showing in their background. I don't know how, but they found out some information about me. Where I went to high school, to university and how now I'm working for my dad’s company. They've been wondering how good of a job I could possibly do if I spend 'all my time' with NHL poor-injured-boy Bram Kent. They've been wondering why don't I just follow my sisters' footsteps and stop pretending I care about working. Cunts. Unfortunately for me, we we're all sitting on the family living room when Celeste got the text informing her of this mess,

"Chill out, Frodo, I'm fucking with you," he rolls his eyes, taking another sip of coffee. I relax a little bit, "As if I would ever do that." "You could," I cringe, just thinking about how unprofessional I was. That wouldn't fly with absolutely anyone except for this guy, anyone else would take advantage and go for a lawsuit. If he knew how much money he could get out of the company for what I just did, he probably would... or maybe not? Even as desperate as he might be at this point, I don't see Bram as an opportunistic person, so probably not. "Why would I send you to my least-favorite place on earth? I would never do that to my best friend, Frodo," he says, making me smile just a bit, "Am I your best friend too? Say I am or I'm going to feel stupid." "You are, I guess," I murmur. I'm the one who actually feels stupid right now, "You're my only friend, Warlock." "His name is Gandalf," he repeats in annoyance, "We should watch the movies together one day. Not at my place, t