"Do we really have to go?" I huffed in frustration, as my thoughts were nagging me to oppose from the plans my mother had.

"Yes, we are expected to be at the event and I have no other ways to decline and as much as you don't want to, you have to deal with it." My mother stated, her expression was stern as I was obviously annoying her out of my actions.

"Fine." I spoke and walked away, going upstairs.

I might have sounded like a brat but can you blame me. For the nth time we had to show up on a event, as one of the investors planned. I was informed by Theo that it was just going to be a little celebratory of the success of the company's estate project. In addition, the party will start by 8:00 and showing up in our fancy clothing is a must but all I ever wanted right now was to stay and spend the night with Matheo. I knew it was a responsibility and their priority so the other side of me was willing to go and suck it up, to not make matters worse.

Matheo went first because he had a last minute meeting and was needed by their investor who happens to be the host of the party. We plan to meet and be together at the event while by simply keeping it casual between us but still, I could not help it but feel giddy whenever he's around. As I decided to keep it simple, I chose to have my hair in a loose bun and I had on a black with the off shoulders body-con in a pencil slit type, with a couple of jewelries to match my look and I was ready for the night.

As we arrived, I noticed it was a gathering of close friends and co-workers from the company. Thankful that it wasn't as grand as I thought it would be, it wouldn't be a pressure to keep myself lively along the night. Walking inside, I did not expect to see and to be greeted by none other than Theo and Abby the conniving bitch, co-existing.

My blood boiled just from the fact that the two were on the same circle, when in fact I made it very clear that he should have nothing to do with her. Though they were technically at the right side of the area, where the food and beverage were placed and with a few co-workers beside them, it seems to me that the topic was formal but I lack any inch of care as I was already clenching my fist as my breath had accelerated and it took every will in my body to calm myself down and keep myself collected till the end of the evening, hopefully.

As if he felt like someone was watching him intently from afar, he turns around and sees me walking near our designated table as the ushers were attentive towards us, taking my attention as I cast my eyes away from him and acting unfazed of what I just saw. Unfortunately, I felt his presence beside me in a second as I saw his hand coming from a mile away to reach out to me.

"Don't fucking touch me." I hissed, making a distance between us while I did my best to make it as a whisper.

"It's not what you think it is." He calmly stated, trying not to draw a couple of attention.

"I don't fucking care, the last time you told me you were done and the next thing I knew you were invested talking to that bitch." I spat, my breathing had accelerated as I was definitely mad.

"That's the point, I was talking to my co-worker and she was fast to approach us bringing in another investor who wanted to talk to me. Trust me Cleo, I'm doing the best that I can to steer clear away from her."

"Then you try harder." I demanded, as we both took a seat. Glad that mom and Chris were in the midst of talking to a friend whilst I had the time to cuss him out lovely.

"Babygirl-"

"Don't you fucking talk to me, Mat." I spoke, while I swatted his hand away on my thigh.

A habit that I've been calling him by his first given name whenever I'm mad and if he thinks he can bribe me with his hands on my body, he was not about to outsmart me with his ways that would get me to calm down and be okay with. 10 minutes in and I was already having a bad night, let alone how could I even survive this by trying to act all decent and professional.

"Cleo, believe me please. Do you fucking think that I want this? We are basically at the same company but I've been doing as much as I can to avoid her." He reasoned, taken aback as he was much closer beside me leaning in whilst he was trying to explain himself.

He had spoken out, his voice was barely enough of a whisper and if he continues to go on. Our parents would be looking in a minute and in short, we were about to draw attention.

"Could you calm down? And reason out like you're a civilized human being?" I sarcastically spoke, though it was not a good way to make to make him do so, I just made things worse.

He grunts and he closes his eyes, making it away to pull his shit together but to my eyes, unfortunately I find it so fucking sexy and my words had stumbled back proving that I was the one in need to try and get my hormones together, I was all over the place.

Thankfully, Mom and Chris had finally taken their seats. Enough for us to shut the hell up, giving me the advantage to make him feel like shit throughout the night. While I wallow myself in a pit of contradictions and a never ending of understanding. I ponder as he was right, no matter how he tries to it's just that the bitch wouldn't just give up. I just needed the perfect timing to drop that hint, because if I fail to, the night might end up with her going home with a broken nose.

Occasionally, waiters would serve a couple of liquor drinks and I hastily took one whenever I get the chance to. Swirling my glass of wine and sipping it as it was my 4th drink, I heard him clear his throat.

"What?" I asked in an oblivious manner.

"I don't think your supposed to drink consecutively." He stated seriously.

"I'm grown." I flash him a smile.

"And a little wine won't kill me, I can handle myself." I add, making it my intention to irk him.

I heard him took a deep breath, while my eyes roamed the area as it never settled on the man beside me. It was a boring night, the usual speech, fake smiles and the clapping just to get this over with. On to the next speaker, Matheo was the last to speak.

In the middle of conversing with our parents, I was having a good time but I can feel that he was beyond frustrated at the moment. He was continuously tapping his feet on the floor, taking my attention.

"Could you not?" I snapped, but I did my best to control my voice to a minimum.

"Are you really going to continue with that kind of behavior? I've already explained. What do you want me do." He pleads as I felt he was trying to change his manner, lowering his voice to avoid attention.

"I honestly don't know what to say." My thoughts have jumbled and at the same time his name was already called.

He stood, with a look of frustration on his face while I was mentally congratulating myself that I had made the night awful but I brush the thought away, as he was walking in front with a glass of wine in his hands trying to mask a face that he was having fun and be the least affected, standing confidently smiling to the crowd as the guests were clapping and then it all went silent.

"We are gathered around in this evening for the purpose of celebrating the success of our company. The project itself is ambitious and just from the facts of what it continues to achieve, I am proud to say that we have come this far and made an impact towards the industry and today, in behalf of my family. We are here to say thank you, thank you to everybody as we express our sincere gratitude and appreciation to you ..." Making sure he took a glance at my direction, drawn to his smoldering eyes and that he was already staring at me intently.

"To our co-workers and our investors who made this project a breakthrough and a life time success. Here's to more milestones and opportunities." He spoke in a formal manner and as he raised a glass, smiling genuinely at the crowd before him, he finished off his speech by drinking his glass of liquor.

"Thank you and have a good night." He uttered and after that, he was greeted by a great applause from the crowd and I was clapping along as he never ceased to amaze me.

After his speech, a few of the guests had gathered around his company and meaning he was the last speaker to end the event. The host wanted to take a couple of hours of spending the night away to dancing and booze, like the usual celebration.

While Celia and Chris were convincing me to participate, I had no choice but to force myself to do so. But instead of dancing and socializing around the function hall, it was best to say that I needed a drink so I went towards the beverage area. About to take one, I saw someone coming my way and surprisingly, it was the person that I've been expecting to approach throughout the whole night.

"Cleo." She called, crossing her arms a across her chest while her boobs were about to spill out.

"Abby." I greeted, leaving a bad taste as I felt like spitting just from the idea of her name on my mouth.

"Having a wonderful night?" She asked, smiling from ear to ear.

"Absolutely." I replied right on the spot, a wry smile plastered on my face.

"And you?" I asked in the most innocent expression that I had, casually taking a bite of my strawberry dipped on chocolate with a glass of wine on my hand.

"Fine." She answered, the tone of her voice had changed as she was giving me a sidelong glance.

"You don't look like you are. Are you sick?" I said in a sarcastic manner, sipping my glass of wine from time to time.

She chuckles and she raises her brow. "Well, you definitely know why I feel sick. Right?" As she puts an emphasis to the word, staring hard at my direction.

Well, she definitely did saw our little interaction as Theo was in front. Her eyes were more desperate than a hawk.

"Do I?" Acting surprised and delighted that I was getting on her nerves.

"Cut the bullshit. So you two, huh?" She utters, smiling deviously.

"And its about time you fucking knew because I was starting to think, are you blind ... or are you just plain desperate?" I mocked, rolling my eyes as she looked pathetic.

"Wow, I didn't know under that innocent facade you portray in it's a shock that you are that much of a whore. A family member? really?" She fakes a shock, laughing after.

"You humor me. Now look who's talking, the employee who got her legs open for the only thing she's good at is by fucking her way to the top. Are you having a hard time keeping things professional?"

"You little bitch." She sneered.

"Little would be an understatement and you should know better." I respond, shaking my head in disagreement.

"Don't try me, you don't even know who I am and what I'm capable of." She spoke as she tightly clenches her mouth, obviously trying to control her anger.

"Oh you mean you're the employee of the year? I know, I know and don't worry I'm not trying to compete." I ecstatically said.

"and if you think, that your scaring will put me away. Try harder, okay? because technically he was never my biological brother to begin with. So whatever we do, concerns none of your business so I'm kindly telling you to back off because this time ... I might not be able to hold myself to fucking slap you back to reality." I hissed making her speechless as I came closer towards her and lowered my head to make sure that every word that I spoke, is as loud and clear.

I turned on my heel and I slowly walk away, but suddenly a thought came into my mind needing to speak it out, I went back.

"And don't worry, we'll make beautiful babies." I beam as I give her the once-over while she seems to be in a battle of her thoughts.

Walking away with a satisfied feeling, I felt like the weight has been lifted off of my chest because based on her body language, the statement was crystal clear. Needing to refresh myself, I managed to sneak out of the party as I wander around at the far side of the area and to my advantage, I was the only person at that point.

Coincidently, I found a private lounging area. Taking it as an opportunity, I went inside taking a seat on the sofa as I was caught fixing a strand of my hair, in a second of successfully doing so I was admiring my work and then I heard the door open, minding my own business. The figure then appeared, and as expected it was Theo himself. In the middle of a staring contest, I cross my legs and act to be least affected not giving him the benefit of the doubt, as we both had tension in our eyes.

"You lost your way?" I chuckle, never taking my eyes off of him.

He smirks, a sardonic smile etched on his face as he slowly takes his coat out, his black shirt in sight was giving me a lot of indecent ideas to imagine. Walking towards me with his smoldering eyes, he slowly unbuckles his belt.

Fuck.

Gazing into each other's eyes, never breaking our eye contact. He finally got in front me and with a stern expression, he lifted the small amount of fabric that was covering my body below revealing my thong, taking it off in a hurry. I gasped, in a second everything was a flash with my legs spread open, he slightly pulls his pants down and his cock sprung, it was hard and ready.

He smiles to himself, as he held out my thong and grazes the fabric to his nose, smelling it as his eyes were closed. I was already wet just from the fact that he was teasing too much. He slowly strokes his cock against my pussy and I arch my back, needy to put his cock inside me. I swallow and hold my breath, for in one swift movement he enters inside me.

His cock was perfect, loving the way he pounded me so right. As he thrust into me roughly with consistent movements through my soaking wet pussy. His hands slide around my waist holding me steady and thrusting harder. My breath came into shallow pants, as he lifts my legs to his shoulders longingly gazing into each other's eyes.

"Mmmm, that is so fucking good ..." I moan, writhing as he continues to pummel his cock right through me.

He softly bites his lower lip, mischievously smiling and then he grips my waist tightly as he penetrated me deeper, erratically and roughly. His balls slapping against my clit, the harsh sound of his body against mine. I was aroused that I could hear the sound of my own juices squishing around his length as he fucked my soaked pussy.

"Yes, please like that! fuck me like that!" I cried, as I tilt my head back and my eyes rolled back just from the euphoric spasms that have hit my body.

He grunts in satisfaction and he never stops, he pounded inside me almost but not quite hurting me. I was lost and high from all the pleasure that I haven't noticed my off the shoulder was down, my tits were bouncing around as he slid his dick in and out of my pussy. As I couldn't be able to control my voice, I was crying out for fuck's sake.

"Shh, be a good girl for me." He whispered while his hand comes to my throat, squeezing just enough to prove that he was in control. He puts a finger to his lips gesturing for me to lower my voice.

"Fuck, I'm gonna come." I spread my legs wide open taking him all in at once inside of me.

"You forgive me don't you, right?" As he was breathing heavily whilst his muscles contract and I gripped his forearms holding for support.

I whimper, acting like I haven't heard a thing. Then he thrusted deeper and faster as I was about to fucking lose it this time.

"Don't fucking play with me, babygirl." He growled while he still had his hands around my neck as I find it arousing, I giggle in delight.

"Yes, yes, yes, theo! God, I'm gonna fucking come!" I seethed with the undeniable pleasure I felt, as he thrust into me suddenly.

I was breathing loud, as my muscles tightened and I felt my clit pulsating. I was too close, and with his continuous movements he grunts and groans loudly with his eyes closed thrusting like a wild animal. He came and I followed, as I arched my back in pure sensation whilst our juices coated my soaked pussy. We stay still for a while, as I was still caught in the mind blowing sex that I just had but after a minute, we both decided it was best to go.

"I know you had the conversation with her. Did she do anything to you?" He questioned with worry while we were in the midst of fixing our looks.

"Nothing, I just made it clear by letting her know what was up. She's smart, she'll get the gist." I sarcastically explained.

He keeps quiet, pondering a thought.

"You still mad?" He said, asking then.

"Maybe." I kept my response short.

"You know I love you, right? Forgive me." He softly spoke, kissing the top of my head.

"Only because the sex was good." I jokingly uttered, a small smile was starting to form on my lips.

He laughs, my heart warmed of the feeling to see him happy with me. As it was best for me to let the topic go and stop acting like a cry baby, I joined in as he held my hand, always the gentleman.