As they two walked out of the Arena, Antonio sighted them from where he was sitting, his eyebrow twitched in anger. He recognized Nicholas immediately. As Nicholas knew Antonio would notice, Nicholas looked back at him and winked. “What the fuck is that gay bitch trying to do with her?” His brain went into whirl and he couldn’t concentrate again. “How dare she leave without my permission? And that brat what is he thinking?” He quickly dismissed the next fan girl and texted his personal security. “Follow those two and report every movement”. After, he was restless, trying to concentrate but couldn’t. Angrily he brushed off the fan gifts from his table in rage. Ignored the shock expression on the faces of the fan girls on the queue or that of his colleagues attending their own fans. His manager noticed and rushed over to him. “Why did you stop the fan sign?” she asked in a whisper. His crew picked up the gifts to keep for him. “Bitch,I need a time out?” Antonio said calmly, bringing out a cigar from his pants pocket. “What do you need a time out for? Your fans paid double to see you, other actors are doing great with theirs, you're ruining your image”. He gave her a cold look that shut her up the same minute. She glared angrily at him, unable to voice out her anger as she watched him smoke out his frustration. His phone suddenly buzzed, it was a message from his Security. His blood warmed up, with shaking fingers, he swiped on it. “The location of your fiancée white dove hotel sir, I will send a video shortly”. The message didn’t do anything to help calm his nerves. "Call the next fan girl, will you?” He barked at his manager. His manager cursed him mutely before doing as she was instructed. I shouldn't be so worried, but that brat is up to no good. Is he trying to get me jealous? Jealous? I can never be that pathetic. White Dove Hotel 6:45PM Angela came back from the restroom, where she had gone to cry her heart out and discourage any emotions stirring up inside of her for Damon. “Are you sure you are okay?” Nicholas asked getting up from his seat to pull the chair for her,wearing the most innocent face he could pull. “I am fine and thank you”. Angela replied and forced a smile. “Would you love a drink?” He asked with a warm smile. “Sorry but I don't drink alcohol,” Angela replied. He smiled. “I guessed that right, that’s why I got this for you”. He gave her a glass of juice. Angela hesisted, but eventually collected the glass. “Thanks”. She muttered and tried not to blush. “You look beautiful when you smile, you don’t have to be shy with me, I am a friend of Antonio,an actor and also a producer. I don’t get why a beauty like you would fall for such a brat, he is very arrogant and self-centred,I also heard he smash men too”. He whispered the last words but Angela's expression was nothing he expected. “With all due respect Mr Nicholas, I will be more than happy if you can leave Antonio out of our discussion and go straight to the point, we haven’t discussed anything other than Antonio since we arrived here and I don’t like it please”. She wondered how he could tell Antonio's real character from others blinded by beauty,maybe because he is a man or maybe he is a close friend of Antonio. “Just Nicholas, you can do away with the formality for now” he corrected calmly. He watched her take a forced gulp of the drink and coughed. “Careful”. He replied, a bit excited to see that she had taken the drink finally. “I am fine” Angela raised a finger, coughing slower this time. “Did you get into a fight with Antonio?” Nicholas asked. She glared at him coldly. “Oh sorry you said I should not mention him, my bad”. He laughed. He studied her, the drug should have tampered with her system by this time but maybe too early to be that hopeful,he thought. “So I have this movie, I really think you should feature in but first how is your acting?" Angela shrugged and answered. “Average..I think…”. Judging from her Montero experience she did say above average. “I can manage, you will only be an extra to attract the audience so, you don’t have to work yourself up trying to be perfect”. He replied. “I see”. Angela replied slowly. “And good news, Antonio won’t be featured in this movie”. “Well that’s definitely some good news”. She chuckled and took another sip from her drink. “So you want the contract?” He asked. Angela looked around uncomfortably, then she adjusted on her seat. Her eyesight was getting blurry but yet unnoticed by her. “Yea…will Damon be in the movie?” She asked, smiling unusually. “Damon,you mean Damon Montero?” He asked unsure why she was asking after him. “Yes, the tall handsome Montero”. She giggled. “No”. “But why? He is a great actor”. “No we can't, listen..” “But that's unfair,if he is not in that movie then why is it even a movie? Damon is a good…. good actor”. Angela sobbed. “No we can't have him on the show, so as I was saying…,by the way are you feeling okay?” He asked impatiently. “I don't think so..…. it's kinda hot in here, I feel hot, do you feel the same?” She replied trying to open her eyes widely but she stayed dimmed,she couldn't even see Nicholas face anymore,from his neck up appeared blurry. Nicholas smirked at the reply,he dimmed his eyes, staring deep into her soul. “Well, you are literally the hottest woman I know”. Angela stared at him. “You really think so…but still…it’s really hot in here,your face it's getting a bit blurry?” She tilted her head,staring at him,unsure why she can't see his face clearly anymore. Then she rubbed her eyes trying to get it cleared but it was the same. She pulled off her jacket. “I think I am drunk,did I drink too much?” She said, Nicholas smirked evilly at her. How could he choose you over me? I am sorry but you have to get out of the picture,and to do that,I have to make sure I do it very well. 5 men can rape you to death,at least I will give you a good sex before you die from acid bath. “Why don’t you drink more?” He said tightly.