Sebastian smirked, turning to look at me with those deep, unreadable eyes. "Now you're embarrassed? If you don't start behaving, I'll make sure everyone in Skyview City gets a good look at these."
"Wait, hold on," I pleaded, grabbing his hand with a look of utter despair. "We've known each other since we were kids. Round it up, and we're practically childhood sweethearts! How about you do me a favor and at least add some filters before you spread them around?"
Sebastian was stunned, and then his tone turned icy cold. "Nina, get up. Change your clothes, and come with me to the party."
"Yes, boss," I quickly agreed, bowing and scraping. I thought, "Being at someone's mercy is really the worst. You've got to be ready to kiss up at any moment. Maybe I should just start my own business.
"But what could I sell? Pasta is too much work, inflatable dolls might land me in jail, and I'm no good with cold dishes... Oh, I've got it! I'll get the chef at home to make some food and take it to the streets. After all, we've got a five-star chef, so the taste should be unbeatable."