Can You Walk In Heels

Camilla's POV

“I really think that we should have waited till my mother's surgery,” I said solemnly while walking beside the man as we walked through the airport.

“Really? But my stocks can't wait,” Blaine beamed, and I scoffed, wondering how a man could be so ruthless. He doesn't even have an ounce of responsibility.

“Are you always treating her like this too?" I asked out of whim, and the man's steps halted immediately hearing my words, and I bit my lips knowing that I had just gone back on my words.

Before we left Paris the man warned me not to refer to Ariana at all because I am now Ariana, but it looks like I need much intervention in controlling my tongue.

“Looks like you need a reminder, Miss Ariana but you don't dare spurt a word out of your mouth referring to another person which is you,” he warned, sneering at me coldly, and I nodded my head at him.

“Don't mind me,” I say, bowing my head, and I watched his assistant rush up to us, and that was when I noticed that people were staring at us.

“Boss, the reporters are outside the airport just as you wanted, and you just need to walk out of the airport with Miss Ariana,” he says, and I wondered what they were doing.

“What are you doing?” I asked, walking hurriedly behind the man, who was taking large strides out of the airport but I was relieved seeing how he took a pause immediately. “Can you walk well in heels?" He asked his eyes trailing off to my legs, and I was offended.

“Of course, why are you asking…” I was talking but I was surprised when the man wrapped his arms around my waist immediately. “Smile wifey, they are going to take some pictures now,” he says looking at me with a mocking gaze, and we stepped out of the airport to see reporters outside the place.

“I don't look at me like that…it's offensive,” I mumbled under my breath as I looked at the reporters flashing their cameras to my face, and I started to wonder if Ariana was a celebrity.

Why was it that even her airport entrance attracted so many reporters?

“Miss Bernardo, your fashion sense is always on point, isn't that Louis Vuitton newly released bag that is over $15000?” a reporter asked, and my eyes widened hearing that.

“What? This cost $15000?” I asked in surprise, and I watched the reporters look at me in shock, and I knew at the time that I had just blown my cover, so I decided to redeem it.

“$15000? I wouldn't know that it cost so little..my personal shopper got it for me you know,” I beamed, and they all nodded their heads in understanding.

“It must be so nice to live…” a reporter was saying but another interrupted my words. “We heard some rumors about you getting into an accident in Paris, could that be true?” he asked, and I was suffocated hearing his words but I was going to let him have his way.

“I never know that reporters feed on rumors these days, I am not impressed," I mumbled, and I nudged Blaine to get me out of there. “We are not going to take any more questions, if you have more then, you can ask on the day of our wedding…that is if you are invited," Blaine says glaring at the reporter who just asked a question.

The assistant led us into the car, and I sighed in relief after being in the space of the car.

“I can understand you don't read business magazines but you don't read fashion magazines too?” he asked, and I looked out of the window in guilt. I don't fancy things like that, and how am I supposed to know that I am going to be thrown into this kind of situation?

Maybe I would have prepared myself ahead, of such a stressful hurdle.

“I am going to give you a name list, and everything you need to know but till then don't you dare open your mouth!” he roared, and looked at him in shock.

“What are you saying? I can't possibly…” I was trying to say in my defense but a glare from him was enough for me to shut my mouth, and I looked away yet again.

“Where should I go boss?” I heard his assistant ask, and I looked at him wondering what his order was going to be this time around.

“Let go to my office first before we go to drop Miss.. Ariana in her house," he says, and I felt a little bit different heading he addressed me as her.

“Ok boss,” the assistant replied, and the car went silent with both of us ignoring ourselves.

The car screeched in front of a gigantic building, and we stepped out with Blaine asking me to wait in front of the reception.

I watched people look at me in admiration as I stayed in front of the reception but I didn't do anything other than to just beam them a smile, but my body stiffened when I felt someone hug me from the back.

“You crazy girl! How can you go to the city of love without taking me, I thought I was your only love,” I heard the person breathe, and my eyes widened wondering if Ariana was cheating on Blaine, but that could be understandable.

I quickly unwrapped the person's hands from my waist, and I turned to face them only to find a beautiful blonde woman smiling heartily at me, and I wondered if there was a mix-up.

“Who are you?” I asked, and the woman gasped looking at me with face full of concern, and I wondered what I did wrong.

“OMG! Are you, not Ariana!” the girl screamed, and I felt agitated hearing her words.

“What! Are you crazy that's not..” I was saying but she stopped me with a straight face. “What is my name?” she asked, and I felt the hair on my body stood up in shock hearing her words.

I don't know her name someone help! I panicked, and I saw a security man coming towards me. Are they going to bundle me out if they found out I am a fake?