Sara was preoccupied with thoughts of Blake, so without looking at the caller id on her phone, she answered it.

"Hello, this is Sara," she said.

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"Hello kitten," said the voice on her phone.

"Joaquin …," Sara was shivering, trying to end the call, she heard, "Don't bother ending this call! No matter what you do, I will find a way to reach you," Joaquin said.

"What do you want from me? Why do you keep calling me?" Sara said, irritated.

"Kitten, I am hurt, why are you not happy to hear my voice?" Joaquin said sadly.

"Cut the crap and tell me what you want," Sara barked.

"Wow, my kitten has claws," Joaquin said in a deep voice.

Sara felt disgusted hearing his voice, she felt her skin crawl. He had portrayed himself as a perfect gentleman to the world but that was far from the truth. 

He was a sick bastard who needed treatment, but he would never admit it willingly, people who told him the truth or went against him, died, everyone else around him was too scared, so they kept quiet.

Joaquin tortured people who displeased him, there was not an ounce of humanity left in him.

"Joaquin!" Sara screamed in anger.

Ohhh yeeees, keep calling my name like that, you make me hard...mmmm…," Joaquin made moaning sounds.

"You are sick! Leave me alone!" Sara said, disgusted.

"Yes, I am sick, and you're the only one who can cure me," Joaquin leered.

"Let's stop all this and move on. This isn't going to work," Sara pleaded.

"Give me what I want, and everything will go away," Joaquin said.

"Never! You will never get what you want," Sara said, determined.

"Never say never dear, I'm still pissed with the stunt you pulled, and don't forget that," Joaquin said in a stern tone.

"You framed me with that drug case and blocked me from ever working again.," Sara complained.

"Well, of course, kitten, I needed to discipline you, otherwise, you'll never know how naughty you've been, will you," Joaquin justified his actions.

"I am working now, and it's not someone you can control," Sara said proudly.

Joaquin let out an evil laugh.

"I thought you were smart, when will you understand that you cannot fight me and win. One of these days, you will surrender.

You think joining Anderson Industries was a good move? Their boss hasn't heard about me, but once he does, he won't waste a second before he throws you out.

The more you try to fight me, the more danger will come to you and everyone around you. That news bit was just the beginning of your downfall.

I will keep doing this until you come groveling at my feet, and by that time you will see how cruel I really am, but I don't want to hurt you, kitten, that's why I am offering you to come to me willingly," Joaquin explained.

"Nobody comes willingly to the Lion's den, what makes you think I will?" she said.

���Well then I guess I have no choice but to release my next surprise," he smirked.

"I. HATE. YOU!" she screamed angrily.

"Oh don't say that sweetie, not until you see my surprise," he said, chuckling.

Sara was petrified, that call unnerved her, she was going to be immobile the rest of the day, so she decided to go home. Sleep would not come to her that night, and the next day Joaquin's surprise was waiting for her.

Sara was looking at pictures of herself, she looked inebriated, in one of them someone was trying to help her up but it looked like she was wasted and this time it was clearly Sara in the photos.

They were so clear that even she cannot deny that they were not her, but the thing is that she never drank alcohol in her life, she took care of her health and well-being. Not taking alcohol was one of her golden rules.

She had no idea when these were taken but based on the dress, she remembered that it was at one of Joaquin's after-parties. They were shooting an advertisement for his diamond company, they were showcasing this one of a kind, rare bracelet that had the cleanest and whitest diamonds in the world collected to form this rare and expensive beauty.

Just like the bracelet they wanted the very best model around the world to wear it, Star Light won that bid, so Sara was automatically selected to be their representative.

It was one of their biggest projects, and she was required to attend the party, whether she wanted to or not.

She remembered drinking soda that day, and she was never alone because Bonnie had been with her the whole time. But now that she thought closely about that night, she remembered feeling dizzy after drinking her soda. She had closed her eyes for a second to get her bearings when she opened them. She was already in her room, and it was already morning.

When Sara asked Bonnie what had happened, she said that Sara had fainted because of working too much, so she had her safely transported to the room. Sara trusted her, so she didn't give it much thought.

Now she knew that whatever happened that night was not that simple. She tried calling Boonie, leaving her messages, but there were no replies to either of them.

When the news of her drug abuse came out, her fans didn't really say anything since the pictures were not clear, but this time around, with clearer pictures she was getting hate mail and hateful comments on all her social media accounts, all of them speculated that she was just another one of those ill-mannered models that dealt with illegal stuff all the time.

There was so much hate that it looked like someone paid these people to say all these bad things about Sara.

Things were piling up on top of each other, how can she prove her innocence.

She was reading an article about an interview Star Light gave when the first scandal came out. They said that they were no longer associated with her. And as soon as they learned about the scandal, they immediately cut all ties with her.

They said that she had worked for them for a short period and in that short time she was very arrogant and never had good work ethics, coming to the sets very late, and always had tantrums when she did not get what she wanted, 

They even managed to drag her dad into her scandal, saying that since her father was a rich businessman, it wasn't a surprise she had the princess syndrome, treating everyone like they were below her. 

They ended up saying that they could not be happier to get rid of her.

She was fuming by the time she read the whole article, she could not believe that they could stoop so low just to protect their company.

Mr. Wesley was trying very hard to find somebody to take his daughter's case, but people were backing out, after they had already said yes, Joaquin only had to say his name to have them scrambling and hiding into the woods.

Sara went to the Anderson office to train as scheduled, but the articles had soured her mood. How will she win when nobody wants to help her?

The trainer told her that Blake wanted to see her.

He had been waiting for her in his office. He saw the news this morning, and his mood turned foul. Here he was trying to help her turn over a new leaf, but where was she? Involved in yet another scandal. What is he supposed to do with her when she keeps on working against him?

He was conflicted, he did not want to believe she was a loose woman, but it's hard to believe that when the facts are against her. He needs to get to the bottom of this.

"Hi, the trainer said you wanted to see me?" Sara said awkwardly. He just stared at her trying to gauge and see if she had already seen the news, was she guilty? Is she feeling guilty? Or maybe she just does not care.

She was getting antsy, "Why did he have to call me up here if he's not going to say anything. I wonder if he saw the article?"

"I need to train, so either tell me what's on your mind or I'm leaving," she said arrogantly.

"Do you think you can still work here after this morning's new scandal about you and your bad drinking habits? How you didn't even bother to regulate your drinking and just pass out for everyone to take your picture?" Blake said sternly.

"It's … it's not true, I don't even drink alcohol,' she replied, thinking if she should tell him the truth, "I...I agree that was me, but I only drank soda that day, they're framing me again," Sara stammered.

Blake was getting angrier every minute he was imagining what Sara and Joaquin did together, did she cross the line and went all the way with him?

Blake was fuming as he tightened his fists. He didn't know if he wanted to confront her to tell him the truth or comfort her and tell her he will do everything possible to help her.

She was feeling uncomfortable looking at his dark, brooding expression, feeling like she should be scared and maybe run away instead of confronting this raging bull head-on.

Blake was contemplating on how he wanted to handle her situation.