[3rd Person’s POV]
Friday came.
Two hours before the charity gala, Katalina was ready.
She’s walking back in forth, practising her speech in front of the mirror. “Hi! I’m Katalina! A real estate agent. Nice to meet you!” she projected the most alluring smile.
Katalina was satisfied with her speech. But something tells her that it wasn’t enough. “Argh!” she groaned in exhaustion.
Her room was a mess. The papers are still on the floor. Scattered.
She lacks time of sorting things. Katalina was busy embodying what she should have. A fake real estate agent.
She even went to an acting workshop to make her skills more authentic. Sighing as she stood in front of the whole body mirror.
The red velvet body con dress accentuates her innate curves and medium-sized bust. Her fair skin contrasted the dress perfectly.
She sighed. “Finally! I met the crowd’s favorite! Hi, Mister Collins.”
Katalina laughed and shook her head. “I won’t mess up. You got this right, Katalina,” she reminded herself. “You’ll be at the pedestal again. Back where you belong.”
She’s not a famewhore. Katalina wishes to be recognized again. And bring back the name she built for writing and news scoops.
The loud car honk stopped her from daydreaming again. “This is it.”
She left her apartment and ride the cab she booked. Hunter’s mansion was an hour away from her home.
Katalin glanced outside the car’s window. She felt bad. Knowing that she has to out someone’s dirt in exchange for fame again.
Writing has been her passion. Her main goal is to spread awareness and help other people. Sometimes, bad people outshine good intentions.
Her dignity is crushed already. It wasn’t easy to retract what she said and did because her life was in danger. But Katalina was left with no choice.
She could only reminisce but never bring back the time to clean her name.
Even if she’s given the chance. It is too late.
“We’re here, miss,” the driver looked at her in the front mirror. Katalina focused her gaze on the fare meter. She opened her purse and handed the fare to the taxi driver. “Thank you.”
Her jaw slightly parted. There was a red carpet at the entrance. The entrance was swamped with news anchors. Either international or local.
A-listers, well-renowned business tycoons, and other influential people are there. Most of them are stuck on the red carpet. Loving the attention of the paparazzi taking photos of them.
Katalina remained unbothered. Her goals were as clear as a diamond. She walked through the red carpet. Thanks to the famous people before him, she was a nobody to the press.
She trekked her near the door. Two men, dressed in suits are guarding the entrance. She stopped in her tracks. Observing the people prior to her.
“Good evening. May I see your invitation letter, miss?”
Katalina overheard it. She cursed inside her head. She doesn’t have one in hand. Nonetheless, she remained her poise and confidence.
When it was her turn…
“What for? I won’t be here if I’m not invited,” she raised her brows at them.
The bodyguards looked at each other. “We know, miss. But we’re just instructed to search for the invitation card. Some are pretending to be part here when they are not.”
Katalina’s jaw tightened. “I forget it in my mansion,” she lied. “Just search my name on the guest list,” she kept her poise. Even if she was shaking nervously inside.
“Mam, we can’t—”
“I’m Amanda Bynes. Heiress of Bynes Corporation. Owner of 108 airports across the globe, 20,000 fast food chains owner, and the future woman who will fire you two if you won’t let me in,” she threatened.
Their faces paled.
“Yes. The Black Bear Security Agency? I. Own. It,” she said through gritted teeth.
If it wasn’t for her acting workshop, Katalina wouldn’t be this prompt and convincing.
The guards moved aside and couldn’t look at her. “W-We’re sorry, miss. Please, enjoy your day.”
“As I should,” Katalina effortlessly sauntered her way inside. Made sure her finesse gestures hide her broke bank statement.
When she’s away from the bodyguards, Katalina carefully wiped the sweats embedded on her forehead. “Phew. That was close,” she shook her head.
If it wasn’t for her memory skills, she couldn’t ace being Amanda Bynes for a moment. Katalina studied Amanda Byne’s life and her family’s history.
The fancy musical sound echoed in the living room of the mansion. It was spacious enough. Yet Katalina couldn’t enjoy being inside the mansion.
The expensive taste of music irritates her eardrum.
She looked around like a predator searching for her prey. “Where are you, Hunter?” she asked in the air.
“Ladies and gentlemen, for us to officially start our program, please help me welcome, the creator and founder of tonight's gala! Mister Hunter Collins!”
The crowd cheered and applauded him.
Katalina followed the spotlight. Indeed it was him.
Hunter Collins stood straight on the stage. His corporate attire makes him more attractive.
Katalina lost words. Mesmerized by how gorgeous this man was. If he was photogenic, Hunter is ten times more attractive in person.
“Good evening, everyone,” Hunter smiled. “I’m welcoming you to my humble charity auction tonight,” the crowd applauded in unison.
“The funds will proceed to Rainbow Shelter for Kids and their sister foster care, TLC Shelter. I hope, everyone will bid and participate in tonight's event. Salut!” he raised the wine glass and toast in the air.
“Salut!”
Katalina couldn’t feel her legs anymore. She was hypnotized by Hunter’s innate charm. Now, she understood why plenty of people are admiring and patronised him.
“Mam, do you need a champagne?” the waiter asked her.
Katalina snapped her head. “Y-Yes, please.”
The waiter handed him a glass of champagne. She emptied the glass.
“Was it your first time to see Sir Collin up-close, mam?”
Katalina nodded her head unconsciously.
The waiter chuckled. “I’m here to let you know that it is perfectly fine to be starstruck. Most people are when they first saw him.”
[3rd Person’s POV]“Geez! Where is he!?” she asked frantically. In a blink of an eye, she lost Hunter in her sight.The waiter just chuckled, thinking that Katalina was just one of the ladies who was into his boss. He left her.Katalina looked around with an eyes as sharp as an eagle. She couldn’t lose Hunter.She sauntered through the crowded place. Hoping that Hunter was there, mingling with the crowd. But she failed.The auction began. “For $90,000 as a starting bid,” the emcee announced. His apprentice removed the cover of the painting.The people gasped.Katalina was curious. She looked at the painting and was stunned as well.“A half-naked painting of Mister Collins and—”“$300,000!” a woman with white hair bid.The emcee chuckled. “Wow. We have a first bidder. Any taker? Do I hear $400,000?”“$1,000,000!”The bidding goes higher and higher. Katalina glanced once more at the painting before she left and resumed to hunt the famous billionaire.He’s intelligent. Katalina praised H
[3rd Person’s POV] Hunter eyed her from head to foot. For the nth time, he was convinced with his instinct. “You’re not lost,” he said. Katalina bit her lower lip. Hunter Collin’s voice arouses something inside her. “W-What?” she asked, feigning innocence. The billionaire walked closer to her. Flashing his infamous charming smile that made her cheeks blush. “The whole finding the restroom thing, it was a charade.” She fell silent. Like Hunter’s admirers, Katalina understood why they can’t stop staring at him. He is a work of art. Hunter’s innate handsomeness and oozing sex appeal precede before his name. Katalina scoffed. “Alright,” she raised her hands in the air. “You got me.” “I knew it,” he smirked. She opened her purse and gave him a fake calling card. With her name, contact details and address of her so-called business. “I’m Amanda Bynes. A real estate agent,” she offered her hand. Katalina lied about her identity. The billionaire seemed confused. So, she added a tin
[3rd Person’s POV] The car stopped moving. Katalina snapped from her thoughts. She looked at the driver in the mirror. Their gazes met. “We’re here,” he informed. Katalina nodded. She picked up her handbag and glanced at her. She smiled. “What’s your name?” “Ian.” “Nice to meet you, Ian,” Katalina descended from the car. She waved goodbye at him before entering the company. It was her nature to be kind. Even if her origins were dark, Katalina’s heart was pure. As she entered the building, she was observing the workplace. Katalina can’t say anything negative about it. For a starter in business, he hit the beginner’s luck! Katalina said at the back of her head. She stopped at the front desk. “Excuse me, miss?” she caught the attention of the lady with a pony tail. “Hi! Good morning, miss. Anything I can help with?” she asked with a smile on her face. Katalina read the name template on her uniform. “Cara, right?” “Yes.” “I’m Hunter’s newly hired personal assistant,” Katalina
[3rd Person’s POV] Hunter took a break from his computer. Admiring how diligent his new personal assistant was. A smile crept through his face. Paparazzi's would die just to capture Hunter’s image, smiling genuinely. Katalina felt eyes on her. She searched where it originated. Her gaze met his boss’. She gasped. “W-What?” The handsome billionaire shook his head. “You’re efficient.” “Because I’m getting paid,” she cackled. Hunter bobbed his head. “Hey, Amanda,” he chuckled. “If you’re tired, you can rest.” Katalina closed the folder. She placed it on top of another pile. “I’m nearly finished. What else should I do?” The billionaire expected Katalina to finish it by the end of the day. He was astonished by how quick she was in organizing. “What should we have for lunch?” he picked up his phone and dialled his favorite local restaurant. She lifted her gaze at him. “You want me to buy something?” He shook his head. “I’ll order for us.” She watched Hunter talking over the phone
[3rd Person’s POV] “Shit!” Katalina hurriedly gets inside a cab. She pointed to her boss’ car in front of them. “Please, follow that car.” “I’m on a break,” the driver munched the burger. “Please, h-he’s cheating on me!” she lied. Katalina faked crying. The driver seemed to convince. “That bastard!” he turned on the car’s engine and tailed behind Hunter’s car. “Thank you,” she said carefully which came out as a whisper. She took out her phone. And proceed to videotape the actual scene. Katalina also took pictures. Her heart was in her throat. She believed that this will lead her to the tip of the iceberg. The one that she wishes to discover to tarnish Hunter’s reputation. “I’m sick of those news tabloids,” she said. Katalina thought she said it to herself. The driver glanced at her. “What’s with the tabloid?” Katalina snapped her head. She sniffled. “Those cheating husbands.” Her mind was too quick to come up with some things. Thoughts are flowing inside her head. Determin
[3rd Person’s POV] Hunter held her hand. They entered the room. Katalina could not explain how nervous she was. Her heart can jump out from her chest. She swallowed a lump on her throat. Watching his boss looking at her. “How did you know I was here?” “I-I asked.” “Who?” “People around the street,” Katalina pursed her lips. He stared intently into her eyes. Hunter could tell that Katalina was nervous. He was not mad. He was just trying to decipher if she was telling the truth or not. “Are you sure?” he asked. Katalina nodded her head. “Yes, boss.” “I find it hard to believe. My schedules were written on my laptop,” Hunter said. She paled. The colors of her face drained. “Fine,” she closed her eyes. “You hack into my laptop—” “No! I asked the reporters about where you could have been,” she looked at her foot. Trying to hide the doubt on her face. The deafening silence fell upon them. Hunter was about to speak. But the woman who was with him approached him. "Who is she?"
[katalina] In this field of work, conscience shouldn’t grow. I’m not a liar. Never was. But in life, there are things we should sacrifice. Sacrifice in exchange for the greater good. And the greater good I am talking about encompasses my career and name. I glanced at my boss. If he was picture-perfect in every magazine, tabloid and social media advertisement, I don’t know the extent adjective of perfection. Tan skin, poreless face, well-trimmed beard, the man was a total package. No wonder why girls and gays are drooling over him. Hunter looked at me. He caught that I was staring at him. I shifted my gaze. Fixing it on the road. It was too late. But I tried to save myself from embarrassment. “Amanda,” he called me. I swallowed a lump in my throat. Why does he sound so sexy? I never was a fan of deep voices. But Hunter’s was an exception. Feels like I could listen to it all day. Even if he yelled at me, I would say thank you. Wild dream. Wild imagination. One that could po
[katalina] The guards were holding both my arms. Guiding me towards the living room. Where I supposed, Hunter was there. His mansion was superb. More than spacious. As I stepped foot inside the living room, his cologne greeted me. I looked all over. But he wasn’t there yet. His natural scent wafted in the air. I hate to admit this. But I can sniff it all day and have no complaints at all. I don’t want to sound like I am obsessed with Hunter. Clearly not. I’m setting the boundary that I am not his friend. Nor ever will be. My mission is important. This undercover thing means a lot to me. My career and future is at stake. They threw me in the couch. I glared sharply at them. A smirk was their response. It didn’t take long before I heard steps approaching us. My heart raced fast when the steps became clearer and clearer. He was wearing a black robe with gold stitches to it. Messy hair and a tired look on his face. Poor Hunter. Shit! “Who tried to sneak in?” he asked the bodyg
[3rd Person’s POV] “Please, Katalina. I love you! Don’t listen to Amanda. The video was just edited to tear us apart! Don’t let her win.” The wedding was a mess. Katalina thought that it would be the best day of her life. But it turned out that it was one of the nightmares that she's trying to avoid. It seems like unfortunate events were tied to her name. Preston tried to revive their marriage. He begged her. And said and did multiple ways of apologizing. But it was too late. She made up her mind already. They left Preston. Katalina was determined to raise the baby alone. She doesn’t want anymore drama and conflict to her life. Jerry resigned at his job. He couldn’t keep lying on Katalina anymore. The night of her wedding, he texted Katalina the truth. And it checks out all of the things that Amanda said during the wedding. It was painful for her. She wanted to die that day. But then, she remembered her son. And that’s the only reason why he keeps on fighting. Everything was goi
[3rd Person’s POV]A week passed by in a blink of an eye. Preston was very happy that Katalina and Hunter Jr. was with him all the time during work hours.Indeed. true to his words progressed and find his shop to be more efficient when the two most valuable people in his life were present.Preston excused himself to proceed to the restroom. his office has a built in restroom. he locked the door and stared at his reflection in the mirror.“I have to do things right. I know I must. and this is the perfect opportunity for me to express how serious I am into leveling up our relationship,” Preston said to himself.Washing his hands at the lavatory, she glanced once more at his reflection. Preston love to see the genuine smile appearing on his face. It was as if it has been a long time since he felt so good about certain things that inspires his heart to do good and to be more efficient.As he left the comfort room, he saw Katalina. Talking and rocking the baby in her arms. it was the most
[3rd Person’s POV]“We’re here, Mistress.” The driver announced.She grinned, wearing her expensive Michael Kors sunglasses as she descend from her newly bought Tesla car.Amanda was headed to the mall. Specifically to the grocery area where she’d make her plans come to life. People stare at her in amusement. Fascinated by how elegant and eloquent appearance.“Good morning, mam,” the guard of the mall greeted her.“Morning too,” she blow a kiss and softly giggled, causing the man to blush hard. Amanda chuckled and headed to where she’s supposed to be.It wasn’t hard to find Katalina. The poor lady was buying groceries and diapers for her son. Amanda walked towards her. Katalina did not notice her presence. So, she made her presence noticeable.Amanda cleared her throat. “Ahem!”Katalina lifted her gaze. Her jaw opened. She know who she is. And she was terrified that Amanda would make a scene to ridicule her.She slowly walked backwards, pulling the cart with her. Amanda smirked and t
[3rd Person’s POV]“Who’s excited to visit the park? Yes, you! My handsome son,” Preston cooed at the baby. Kissing both his cheek while carrying him.It’s Sunday. And they decided to spend the day in the park. To unwind, revitalized, and to inhale the fresh oxygen from the trees. Katalina smiled from ear to ear, watching the sight of her boyfriend and her son.As always, Ivan drove the car carefully until they arrived at the park. Hunter Jr. couldn’t resist to giggle every now and then. Seeing the people around him smiling and cheering him, enables the baby to laugh.The smile on Katalina’s face faded. “There are… families. A lot of them,” she whispered in the air.Preston heard her. He locked their fingers. “Hey. No one is going to hurt you, okay? I’ll be there to protect you. and if I have to use my arm and fists just to shut them up, I would do it without hesitation. Besides, two is better than one. We have Ivan to back us up with this one. Right, Ivan?”Ivan looked at them throug
[3rd Person’s POV]END OF FLASHBACK “Well,” Jerry sighed. “It’s not easy on your part to narrate it all but thank you for reminding me everything. And telling to me what happened behind the curtains,” he smiled.Katalina chuckled. “You made it sound terrible when you said what happened behind the curtains,” she wiped her dried tears. “It’s not that bad. I mean, it’s chaotic and slows down my process of moving on but it is what it is. And I think it is my karma that I find it difficult to forget my past,” she said.Jerry heaved a sigh and finished his food. “I don’t agree with the karma part. But I think, and what you should be thinking also is that it is a lesson that we can’t forget. Karma sounds like you’re a terrible person,” he scoffed.She shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know, Jerry. Am I a terrible person? I mean, why would I even ask that question when it is so obvious that I destroyed Hunter’s reputation and my exposé caused the downfall of his legacy.”He snorted. “You keep
FLASHBACK [3rd Person’s POV]“Kat, look,” Jerry heaved a sigh. He held her hand. “I know this whole situation upsets you. I get it. But you have to think thoroughly. Yes. The intention was there. I mean that you wanted to save what’s left of Hunter’s reputation. But have you asked yourself?” Jerry said.Katalina shook her head. “Ask myself what?”“That aren’t you too late for this? Okay, let’s say that you did a press conference. Okay. But what’s the essence? Your exposé came out first than your press con? And the people would not just hate you as well. But also, it will undermine all your credibility not just as a writer or a researcher. But as a human being,” he smiled sadly.Jerry shrugged his shoulders. “It’s too late, okay. But the idea was good. I know it is. Yet, it’s useless if in case you would do it. And trust me, it would hurt Hunter more than it would hurt you. The press conference that you’re thinking would just add more fuel to the fire. It’s not worth it. And that is n
FLASHBACK[3rd Person’s POV]She was awake the whole night. Staring outside her window. Crying alone in the dark. Regretting she accepted the job offer. No matter how much remorse she felt, it’s useless. Time can’t be rewound.Katalina was lying on the kitchen floor. Dried tears around her eyes. Spacing out for hours. If it her stomach didn’t churn up, she wouldn’t be back in her rightful senses.A loud gasp escaped from her mouth. Echoing in the kitchen. Gently as she rose, somehow, in spite of lacking energy, she prepared a breakfast.Eating silently, it’s just know that she didn’t appreciate the silence. It was terrifying. Soul-tearing. Makes her desperate. Drowning her even more. She lifted her head. Hearing a sudden knock on the door. It was seven in the morning. She did not expect any visitors to arrive. Pushing the chair and walked to the front door.A line etched on her forehead. Her hand were latched on the knob. But she stopped opening it as she heard clattering outside h
[3rd Person’s POV]Katalina fell asleep on the cold floor. A snot drips down from her nose. Eyes swollen from excessive crying. And she couldn’t feel any energy anymore.It was dark outside. eleven hours passed after the exposé got released from mainstream media. Her phone vibrated on the carpet. The vibrations awakened her.Fluttering her eyes open, Katalina’s forehead creased. She soon then felt severe headache. She groaned. “Argh,” she sat on the floor and gently massaged her temples.For a moment, her head was clear. Amidst the raging headache, Katalina forgets about the whole drama. The drama that ties her name even though she didn’t release the exposé.The phone call caught her attention. With trembling hands, Katalina answered it. “H-Hello?” her voice was hoarse. She didn’t locate the caller’s name.“Katalina? Are you crying?”She recognized the voice. It was her boss. Jerry. She sighed. “I-I messed up,” she muttered. Remorse is audible on her voice. Her brows crossed when Jerr
[3rd Person’s POV]Katalina heaved a sigh. Ready to hear Jerry’s question. She have a feeling that the question would be related to her past. Something that she felt to say. To anyone. That would ask her. And the circumstances concludes Jerry to be the person.“How?” he asked softly. It was hard for Jerry to ask. He sees Katalina as her friend. Best friend. A sister from another womb. He respects her. And he felt the need to check up on her. All the things she said was a response in general. Addressing no topic. And pertaining a safe answer.Her upper lip trembled. “W-What do you mean how?” a stiffened laugh escaped from her lips. She swallowed her own saliva. There are tons of questions going into her head.“How did you end up with Preston?” Jerry finally asked.She fell silent. Katalina couldn’t move. The question hit her so hard. To the extent that it made her question herself. Katalina glanced at the ceiling. Heaving a sigh. A melancholic smile appeared on his face. “A-A lot has h