Behind the stage, all the contestants were getting ready with their models. When Regina arrived, she greeted Arabella, Abel’s sister, who was modeling for her. “Arabella, you look beautiful in the outfit.”Arabella looked at herself in the mirror and felt good. “Yes, you are very talented, Regina.”Regina replied, “Thank you for coming on such short notice. I know your dates were full—”Arabella waved her hand. “Come on, you are my brother’s friend. I can do this for you. He never requests me for anything. As for other shows, today I had nothing planned, but I will be leaving for L.A. tomorrow evening. I have an important shoot. I should be there by now,but my brother came with a sudden request, and I could not say no.”Regina was shocked. “Abel asked you to help me?”Arabella laughed. “Of course! Aren’t you guys friends?”Regina smiled. Well, in their four-person group, she and Abel were always fighting with each other. He was too pro-Anastasia, and she hated him for his stance. She
“For the last contestant of the evening, please welcome to the stage, Anastasia Spencer!”The auditorium went dark as the sound of heels clicking echoed before the spotlight illuminated a striking figure entering the stage. Anastasia was dressed in an elegant white gown and exuded confidence with her walk. Snake-shaped earrings dangled gracefully from her ears as it caught the light as she made her way to the center of the stage."I would like to call my models to the stage," Anastasia announced with a poised smile as her eyes sweeping the room before lingering briefly on her husband in the audience. With a subtle shift, she returned her attention to the judges and continued, "After the presentation, I will provide a brief explanation of each piece my models are wearing. Dear judges, you have detailed descriptions of the designs in the cards placed before you."The show began.The first model appeared on the ramp, adorned in a white and green dress that perfectly complemented the exqui
"Miss Spencer, you have beautifully portrayed the theme 'The Essence of Life,'" said Edward Wright who was the main judge, his tone filled with admiration. "Would you like to tell us what led you to choose such unconventional models for the show? And how was your experience working on this theme?"Edward Wright was thoroughly impressed by Anastasia's work and couldn't help but praise the overall presentation. It wasn't just the designs but it was the entire execution. The jewelry, the outfits, the models and everything came together seamlessly.Anastasia smiled, graciously accepting his praise. "When I discussed the theme with my spiritual guide, she pushed me to reflect on a deeper level. I realized that basing the entire concept on my personal interpretation would be too limited and might not do the theme justice. So, I turned to social media and asked for people’s perspectives. After all, we are not just creating jewelry for ourselves, but for society as a whole. It needs to resonat
Regina let out a bitter laugh as her eyes gleaming with anger. “You would rather be destroyed than marry me? Am I really that repulsive to you?”Damien sighed deeply, his frustration mingling with guilt. "Regina, you were my first friend. I will always care for you. You have been there for me through everything, and I take our friendship seriously. But marriage... it’s a huge commitment. We were always just friends but our mothers misinterpreted things. We never cleared up those rumors because, frankly, neither of us had time to explore relationships. Then, they took it further and began talking about engagements and planning our futures without even asking us. We should have stopped it earlier. Let’s put an end to this now.”Regina stared at him, feeling utterly betrayed. Friends? That was all they ever were? How could he have been so blind to her feelings all this time, or worse, hosen to ignore them? He was ruthless. He just used her to stay away from relationships while waiting fo
Anastasia’s eyes filled with disbelief and anger. “We broke up because you always chose Regina over me. Every time.”Damien clasped his hands together as if pleading, “That’s not true, Anna. I always loved you. You were my only priority. You were the one I wanted and the one I fought for. Why couldn’t you see that? I came to London, begging you for another chance, and you didn’t even give me that. You shut me out. You broke us.”“I left because I couldn’t keep watching you let her inch closer and closer to you everytime,” she shot back, her voice shaking. “I needed to protect myself, Damien, because you never did.”Anastasia’s voice broke as angry tears streamed down her face. “I was fifteen when I fell in love with you, Damien. I loved you so much. But I was never your priority. It was always Regina. In the beginning, I tolerated her because she came into your life first. You were childhood friends, and I tried to accept that. But I hated her and her mother, not just because my father
Their kiss was full of anger as their emotions raw and untamed at the moment. His hands moved down from her neck to her shoulders while tugging at the fabric of her dress. Frustrated by the restriction of the fabric, he tore it and she was too lost in the moment to care. All she wanted at this moment was to feel him all over his skin. The distance of three days was too much on her soul and she needed to feel him to be closer to him, as close as possible. If possible she wanted to seep inside his skin and flow in his bloodstream. His lips trailed from her chin to her ears and down her neck, leaving a heated path as he nibbled at her skin.Anastasia’s hands scrambled for something to hold onto as she was desperate for support. She needed to hold something or the weight of his kisses would weaken Suddenly, she knocked over a night lamp and sent it crashing to the floor.The sound jolted them both out of their stupor and the sudden reality of the situation hit them like a cold wave. They
Damien woke up alone in his bed the next morning and was immediately irritated. Waking up by himself wasn’t what he had in mind. As the memories of the previous night flooded back, desire pulsed through his veins. He quickly got dressed and went downstairs, only to find that his wife was nowhere in sight once again. However, to his surprise, Mrs. Luna was back at work.“Good morning,” he greeted her before asking, “Where is my wife?”Mrs. Luna raised an eyebrow mentally, not daring to show her surprise. What had changed between the couple while she was away? Damien never used to ask about Anastasia, yet today, he referred to her as his "wife."“Madam left early this morning. She didn’t mention where she was headed,” Mrs. Luna replied.Damien glanced at the breakfast table and sat down, lost in thought for a moment. After pondering for a bit, he picked up his phone and dialed a number. “Where is my wife?”Moments later, he discovered that Anastasia was at the A&A Fashion House office. S
Adeline pulled her into a hug. “And if you do end up divorcing him, I swear I will raise you until the end of time.”Anastasia pouted, trying to lighten the mood. “What if I turn into that bitter divorcée who lives with a bunch of cats and is mean to everyone?”Adeline tightened the hug. “I would still love you to death, you crazy cat lady.”Adeline’s eyes widened in surprise. “By the way, what was Damien’s reaction in the morning? Did he say anything?”Anastasia shifted uncomfortably. “I left before he was awake.”Adeline looked at her with her mouth agape. “Are you a jerk?”Anastasia furrowed her brows, confused. “What do you mean?”“If a guy sleeps with you, and you wake up to find the room empty, what would you think?” Adeline pressed.A wave of realization washed over Anastasia. Oh my God, what have I done? She felt a pang of guilt. He wouldn’t mind, would he?“Anna, darling, he might be hurt. Not that I care but I don’t encourage this behavior. If a guy did this to you, I would c
Anastasia stepped out of the banquet hall and found Regina sitting on a bench in the expansive garden of the Callahan mansion. Regina who was usually poised and sophisticated held a paper plate with a large slice of chocolate cake and was eating it with an unabashed delight that seemed out of character.For a moment, Anastasia simply stared at her but her curiosity was piqued by the rare sight.Regina’s gaze lifted and when she noticed Anastasia, she extended the plate with her used plastic fork. “Destiny was right. The birthday cake was awful, but this—” she gestured toward the cake with a satisfied sigh, “This tastes like heaven.”Anastasia raised an eyebrow.Regina grinned and said, “I walked an entire mile in these heels to get this cake from a bakery. The reviews didn’t lie. It’s worth every step.”Anastasia gaped. “You walked a mile? In those heels? Why didn’t you just tell Abel?”Regina shrugged nonchalantly. “I didn’t want to disturb him. He was with his friends. Besides, I ne
Regina replied softly, “I wish I could answer that.”Abel’s expression tightened as he whispered, “Claire isn’t your birth mother?”What on earth did he just see? Wait, she let him see this information? Did it mean, she really trust him with her life? Before he could get happy, she began saying. Regina shook her head. The DNA test had confirmed what she never imagined—Claire was not her birth mother. She didn’t know how to process it.She said, “The doctor told me there was a possibility I was adopted. Since I recently did a DNA test with my dad, I was certain that Harold is my biological father. All my life, Claire told me Harold wasn’t my father when they both knew the truth. Then suddenly, the doctor pointed out that with their blood types, they couldn’t have had a child with AB+. I was racking my brain, trying to figure it all out. Finally, I decided to test my DNA against the rest of my family.”Regina took a deep breath before continuing. “My DNA matched with my father... but,
After the cake-cutting ceremony, Regina stood far away from the crowd when a little girl approached her with a plate full of cake slices. The girl stopped near her and said, “Hello, this is for you.”Regina looked at the little princess, who had become the apple of everyone’s eye tonight. She crouched down to the girl’s level and said, “Thank you. Did you bring this for me?”Destiny turned around and pointed at Anastasia. “Anna asked me to give cake to everyone who didn’t get any.”Regina asked, “Did you give cake to everyone?”Destiny shook her head. “No, just you.”Regina chuckled. “Thank you.” She took the cake and bit into it. “Oh, it’s delicious.”Destiny made a face and said, “No, it’s not.” Leaning closer, she whispered in Regina’s ear, “My mommy makes cakes with real sugar and cream. This one has fake sugar and cream.”Regina laughed again. The cake was low-fat and low-sugar, but since she rarely had sugar or dairy, she didn’t notice the difference. She said, “I will try a rea
“Why is she here?” Anastasia asked, her voice low but sharp as her eyes fixed on Eleanor standing confidently in the hall. The nerve of that woman to show up at her house after trying to hurt her family.Damien leaned in slightly, keeping his tone casual. “She is Chris’s plus one.”Anastasia exhaled, quickly understanding the situation. “Okay. I will be on my best behaviour.”Though she wasn’t one to bow to others’ opinions, Anastasia had been making extra efforts lately. Damien’s family hadn’t fully warmed up to her, and for her husband’s sake, she was resolved to leave them with no reason to criticise. She wasn’t naturally a people-pleaser, but she knew that making peace with his relatives meant comfort for him and that mattered.Damien wrapped an arm around her, pulling her into a side hug. “My wife is always on her best behaviour. It is just other people who know how to get under her skin.”Anastasia smiled faintly, conceding, “You are not wrong.”He chuckled, then flagged down a
The sound of laughter and clinking glasses filled the air as more guests arrived and the mansion came alive with enthusiasm of the guests. Abel walked alongside Regina, his hand resting lightly on her lower back for support. She looked radiant in a sleek black evening gown, her poise and grace masking any signs of her pregnancy. Her heels clicked softly against the marble floor, commanding attention with every step.“If you are not feeling well, we can leave,” Abel said, his tone laced with concern. His eyes lingered on her, searching for any sign of discomfort.“I’m fine, Abel,” Regina reassured him with a faint smile. Despite her visible effort to appear composed, Abel remained unconvinced.“You have been pushing yourself too hard,” he pressed. “I don’t want you getting sick again.”Regina’s gaze softened as she turned to him. She understood his worry as the past month had been challenging. Her health had taken a toll, resulting his mother to insist she stay with them until she rega
Grandmother sighed and said, “They didn’t listen to us when we didn’t want them to get married. They went ahead and did it anyway. Now, when we ask them to marry, they are ignoring us again.”Suddenly, Adeline added while trying to get under someone’s skin, “What about having the ceremony on their wedding anniversary?”Claire and Carolyn shot Adeline sharp looks but Grandmother seemed pleased by the idea. “That sounds like a nice idea,” she said eagerly.Damien and Anastasia exchanged glances before responding, “We will give you an answer soon.”Grandmother nodded, a hopeful smile on her face. “Hopefully, it will be a good answer.”At that moment, there was a bit of commotion in the party and a maid quietly whispered into the old lady’s ear, “Mr. Callahan is here.”The old lady’s eyes sparkled as she turned to see her son entering the room, accompanied by his wife and daughter. He looked just as he had ten years ago. Perhaps even more cheerful now. His presence was as captivating as e
It was the 80th birthday of Matriarch Callahan, and dignitaries from across the globe had flown in to celebrate the grand occasion. The weight of organizing such a significant gala rested on the capable shoulders of Damien and Anastasia, leaving them with no room for error.In the backseat of the luxury car, Claire sat poised like the picture-perfect wife, adorned in the finest clothes and glittering jewels. Her carefully composed demeanour, however, was a façade.Harold glanced at her sternly. “Be on your best behaviour tonight.”If not for the important gala tonight, she would still be in the lock-up at Spencer's house. He could not come to Anastasia’s in-law's house without his picture-perfect wife by his side. This would raise questions among people of their high society. Claire pouted, leaning toward him in offence. “Hubby, don’t you trust me?”He didn’t hesitate. “Not after what you did to Regina. No.”Her expression hardened but she quickly masked it with a fake smile. “I was
Damien noticed the furrowed brow and the unmistakable worry etched across Anastasia's face as she stared at the screen before her. He stepped closer, his voice calm but laced with concern. “What is wrong? Are you worried about something?”Anastasia turned to him, her expression conflicted. “Regina is investigating my mom,” she said, her tone tinged with disbelief.Damien’s brow shot up in surprise. “Regina? Investigating Fiona?” He tilted his head slightly, puzzled. “Why? She has never shown any interest in Fiona before. What has changed all of a sudden?”Anastasia shook her head. “I don’t know why she would want to dig into my mom’s past. It doesn’t make sense. Regina’s behaviour has been odd lately, like not sticking to her usual script.”Damien’s frown deepened. “Is she only looking into Fiona?”“Not just her,” Anastasia explained, leaning back in her chair. “She is investigating everyone. Fiona, Claire, and even Claire’s past before she married Harold. She is trying to piece toget
Later, Abel walked into the hospital room and found Regina sitting patiently on the bed, scrolling through her iPad. He smiled hesitantly. “Hi.”Regina looked up, setting the device aside. “Hey, how are you feeling?” she asked gently.Abel rubbed the back of his neck, his expression conflicted. “You are probably thinking the baby’s father is completely hopeless. I’m sorry. I was just... startled. So many scenarios were running through my mind. I never imagined I would end up in the same situation as Ronan.”Regina raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in her voice. “Is it really that bad?”“No…” he said quickly, shaking his head. “It’s just... I don’t know. I don’t know how I’m supposed to feel. There are so many emotions hitting me all at once, and... I’m sorry, Regina.”She smiled warmly at him, her tone soothing. “I understand. Don’t feel guilty. You didn’t run away, and that is more than enough for me.”Abel sighed in relief, her words easing some of his tension. “Thank you for t