I SIGHED as I read the contract Gheuver gave me. I never know how this bitch got this. He isn't that company's representative or anything but he had always been the one in charge, he took care of everything. When I asked him, he answered with a cheeky grin. I know he's up to no good but I don't have any predictions as he has been unpredictable since I got to know him. Tomorrow is my flight, everything went according to his plan. He successfully lured me into his trap and I ain't planning to give in. My decision during that time was made out of impulse, all of us were shocked by my decision but whenever I remember Minnette's mother, her sweet and gentle smile while having a conversation with me, I couldn't leave. I wanted to but my conscience wouldn't let me.
Since yesterday, when I told gheuver about my decision, he literally almost threw a party. However, when I saw Madethy's sigh, I stopped him. His secretary and personal assistant are so done with him but she never left. She has been with him for almost a decade already if I'm right. Madethy is the only person who can stand his fucked up mentality. Instead of throwing a party, he took me to his favorite salon for my beauty rest as he said.
"You need this! I can't have you go in your first international photoshoot with all these bruises and scratches around your body!" This was the only thing he said before leaving me here in a huge beauty clinic if my hunch was right. It doesn't look like a salon at all. It seems that anything related to beauty, skin, make-up, fashion, and girl's stuff is all in here. I couldn't determine whether this is just a peculiar hotel or a beauty clinic. They have rooms for their guests and their guests can stay here freely. My room was huge and everything is filled with luxury brands.
When I was left here all alone, a woman guided me as if she was expecting my arrival. I was given a massage, face and hair treatments, and skin treatments. The staffs treated me like I'm a sort of royalty, everyone here was so gentle. I enjoyed their company as they always mind their business and act according to their profession. They have neglected their unprofessionalism.
Today is my last day here as well as my scheduled flight. I'm still holding the contract while my fountain pen is still on the bedside table. I just sat on the soft and fluffy mattress with my back leaning against the headboard. I sighed before picking my fountain pen up and I proceeds on signing it. I was confused when Gheuver gave it to me personally. I should sign it with the company brand's representative with him but he let me sign it all alone without any witnesses which is one of the reasons why I couldn't sign the contract but I surprisingly did just now.
Of course, before signing it, I had already checked whether it is really a photoshoot for an international brand. The stated brand wasn't familiar to me that's why I assumed that it was a typical international brand. Good thing, that it wasn't a designer brand because media are everywhere. Though typical international brands do have several media with them, it isn't proportional to designer brands. Popularity is also one of the reasons.
I asked them about my look for my upcoming shoot but Gheuver just gave me a silly grin while Madethy gave me a shrug. I don't even know the theme...
I sighed. I hope this is not another shit from him. I kept on thinking while my eyes were glued to my travel bag. My belongings are already packed. Madethy and Gheuver did it but I doubt they packed my clothes. It seems that they bought new ones as their price tags are still attached to them. I was only using a small travel bag because they only packed several clothes for me. As far as I can recall, it was good for two outfits. Looks like we aren't going to stay there longer than have expected. That's pretty good, actually.
I was just sitting on the bed, overthinking everything when I heard a knock and the sound of a doorbell outside the door. I stood up lazily before clicking the button beside the small digital monitor. I saw Madethy outside the door and beside her were some staffs. I spoke after clicking the button. "Do you need something?"
"Good morning, Zi. Gheuver asked me to have your skin checked before we leave."
Oh, that explains why she got staffs with her. I didn't answer and went to get my phone in my bag before opening the door for them. Madethy smiled at me and I did the same. She assisted me along with the staffs towards the clinic. Looks like Madethy already had quite a conversation with them because after my session with them, the doctor gave us her prescription which I don't think is necessary but for Gheuver, it is.
That bitch loves my skin the most aside from my curves and facial features. Oh, well. His cheeky grins and praises have helped me a lot in getting through my own insecurities.
While we were walking, we encounter some disturbance as numerous reporters and people from the media are creating a huge crowd outside this place. As soon as we stepped outside, we saw Gheuver's people meters away from us. They went towards us and assisted both Madethy and 'till we get in the car.
"What was that?" I asked out of nowhere which got Madethy's attention.
She turned in my direction and said, "I, myself was clueless but based on what I have heard a while ago, a famous model was staying there. Aside from that model, I heard that a famous Architect's rumored lover was allegedly discovered to be residing there as well."
I nodded, completely not intrigued and Madethy saw that coming. She cleared her throat, "Gheuver won't be with us, he's assisting a huge client."
"Oh, another fish got caught." I rolled my eyes. "I think that fish and I would get along."
Madethy chuckled. "I can clearly see it, certainly. You should get along with the other models as well, Zi." As always, her sweet and convincing tone didn't perish with her self-empathy. I don't even know how to narrate this. Whenever she talks, her voice seems convincing and sweet as if I'll be a sinner if I don't consider her level of persistence even though she doesn't intend to be.
I have come across many people but among them, Madethy would be the best employee I have ever seen; the best secretary and personal assistant to be exact. I mean, she NEVER complains, it's as if she can do anything, and above all, her patience. I envy her patience, it's too long. I have never seen her explode like a bomb and I don't think I want to.
"I can, as long as they're nice." I simply replied.
I actually consider myself friendly but not too friendly. I don't decline friendships but I parted ways with people who aren't worthy and toxic or when I'm not being healthy for them anymore, I distance myself. I don't want to get attached as much as possible, I immediately distance myself so it's easy for both of us to move on. That's kind of toxic but I don't care, I think it's better than fixing something that can't be fixed anymore.
Madethy just gave me a small smile before focusing her whole attention on her Ipad. When I took a sneak peek, I saw a simple yet organized schedule. I don't know if it was hers or Gheuver's, though. I shook my head before taking my phone to vent my whole attention on it. I wanted to make research about that brand Gheuver was talking about but he prohibited me for a specific and stupid reason; it's a fucking surprise. He even told Madethy to impede me! What a sly bitch.
I'm literally clueless. The only thing I know is that it is a clothing brand. I just hope that it's not a well-known known brand. If it happens to be one, I will refuse even if I had to face charges from them. I don't want to draw everyone's attention to me, again. Everyone's way of perceiving things is worst of all worst, it's fucked up.
I don't want to remember those days anymore. With too much weight on my burdened mind, I closed my eyes to take a nap. Minutes later, Madethy woke me up; announcing that we have arrived at the airport. Even though my eyes are still sleepy, I nodded and left the car with her. Gheuver's men are carrying our things and baggage. We were walking when suddenly, a woman in her late thirties bumped into me. She was holding a cup of coffee and because she bumped into me, it was splashed all over my top! I heard how people around us gasped and her gasp is louder, it was exaggerated!
"Oh my, god!"
Madethy, who had just seen it took her wipes from her shoulder bag and gave it to me while her other hand was busy wiping the coffee from a particular part of my neck and arm.
Good thing, it wasn't a hot coffee but an iced coffee. I took one wipe and wiped it all over my abdomen and Madethy helped me. Gheuver's guard came rushing in our direction while carrying our belongings.
"What happened, miss Swizz?"
Madethy doesn't even need to answer as they already saw our situation. Madethy was about to pull me towards the bathroom but an arm pulled my arm, preventing us from leaving.
"Aren't you going to apologize, young lady?" The woman sarcastically asked while staring at me from head to toe. She's literally so small, she's just about my armpit area.
I almost laugh. She wants me to apologize? Why should I? Her coffee was spilled all over my abdomen, my top was covered with her iced coffee! I should be the one who must receive an apology.
I was about to answer her super logical question but Madethy interrupted. "I literally saw you, intentionally spilling your coffee. You should apologize, ma'am," she politely said with a smile.
The woman's lip slightly moved out of irritation but she returned a smile, a forced one. "What are you babbling about, honey? I clearly know, I didn't. She intentionally bumped herself with me."
"Oh, come on! If you're going to have a quarrel, go somewhere else!" Our attention drifted towards a guy who suddenly spoke, he seems annoyed. Who wouldn't?
"Pardon?" The lady asked.
"If you're insecure about her beauty, don't just throw a goddamn coffee all over her face if it's just an iced coffee for Pete's sake! Use your fucking brain, madame! If you can't fix your attitude and face, at least fix your brain, please. God, I just want a nap!"
I almost burst out with laughter but I stopped myself. The people who have been watching our situation literally reacted, "oooooh," while the woman gritted her teeth with anger. She was roasted by a guy who seems homeless based on his appearance but I shouldn't believe my assumptions first as some people really dress and fancy their self that way.
Madethy snatched me away, taking advantage of the situation and Gheuver's men followed us.
I heard the woman scream loudly. I laughed, she snapped due to a huge embarrassment. She's just making it worse, acting like a spoiled kid won't solve it.
When Madethy and I reached the bathroom, I looked for a top but I never saw one aside from dresses, skirts, two-piece and one-piece swimsuits, leather, and cropped denim jacket. I sighed and took one bra and the cropped denim jacket. Wearing a bra underneath a jacket or long sleeve cardigans isn't a big deal to me anymore, I just got used to it. It's part of my style, anyway.
I swiftly took my top and bra off inside the cubicle I chose. I literally smell like iced coffee. I was about to ask Madethy for my perfume but I figured out that a luxury perfume was already with the clothes she gave me. I smiled and sprayed it all over my body before wearing the bra I chose and the cropped jacket. I left the cubicle and saw Madethy eyeing my outfit.
She smiled, "you're so charismatic! You look good with anything, I swear. Any clothes look so fabulous when you wore them."
I gave her a smile back, "Thank you! It's just confidence."
"I absolutely agree with you; your confidence is what makes you stand out the most, which is why the lady did what she did. She may be insecure, but she must not drag other ladies down. We should be lifting other woman's confidence; we should help one other rather than dislike each other."
Madethy began walking in a specific direction which seems to be where we should go. We walked together while Gheuver's men followed us with our belongings in their care. When we finally arrived at our destination, I saw a huge plane with Gheuver's name on it.
Damn. Now, I don't know if he's with a big client or if he is a big client.
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My whole day has been busy since we landed in a different country. I didn't even bother asking what country this is as I have been too preoccupied. Good thing, everything was already prepared. We already had a place to reside while we were staying here. Gheuver already took care of everything or perhaps, Madethy did? Gheuver seems pretty close with our agency's owner. I stared at the vast ceiling while my mind ran around, trying to think of anything in order to defeat that so-called boredom. I can just use my phone but it's not even interesting. I don't use social media but I have my own accounts even though I don't use them. I only created one because we need it as per what Gheuver and our manager stated, to create a better audience. I have only opened my social media accounts once and that's when I created them. I don't want to post my pictures but Minnette said that it is required for us, so we can promote our agency and the products that were modeling for. As much as possible, I
"What happened to your eyes? Your eyelids seem off. Did you cry?" Madethy asked when I opened the door for her as she knocked. I thought it wasn't noticeable. Damn. I need to act normal. I ought to finish this instead of breaking down in fear and resentment. I gotta move forward but it isn't easy. I need to take it easy but I shouldn't let my past intervene with my future. I shook my head, declining my assumptions. "It's normal. My eyes get puffy when I don't get enough sleep or when I sleep too late," I explained. That's true, though. I don't know if I lied or told the truth; maybe, half? She nodded, buying my half-lie, half-truth. "Gheuver told me to check on you and to remind you about the call time. You know him. Though, even if he didn't tell me, I'll still check on you," she smiled and me either. "Thanks," I replied. "Are going to dine in here?" she asked. "I won't, Dria and the others invited me. Would you like to join us?" I offered so she won't get bored with Gheuver. Kn
"SWEETHEART, you're undeniably charismatic!" Andrus' voice echoed inside the whole room. I awkwardly replied with a smile. Krestie clapped her hands while gazing at my face as if she was satisfied with her work. "I have never loved my profession this much," she mumbled. "I guess, her face is inspiring just as her roots." I don't know how to respond to their unusual comments that's why I acted like it was nothing and just stood up to get dressed. "I have to go, I need to get dressed. Thank you, I really appreciate it!" Andrus and Krestie came closer to hug me and tried to calm my nerves as much as they could to relieve the so-called nervousness. Soon after their hug, the other hair stylist hugged me as well while whispering their encouraging words. I really appreciate these people even though I'm not comfortable with their previous comments, though they look like a compliment. "Is this your first runway walk? Gosh, you must be nervous!" "Girl, I'm telling you! You'll manage to p
"Damn, girl! Are you sure that this is your first runway walk?" "Fuck! You slayed it!" "I'm telling you, girl! This is the beginning! Don't forget me, huh!" "SHEEZ! I actually got scared..." Those are the words I heard when I entered backstage along with other models. They were beaming with such delights while praising my walk which surprised me. I never got this reaction from a crew when I was still doing runway modeling... Though some of them weren't as happy as they are, these actions and reactions fluttered my heart. The was coming to its end. I could hear Gheuver out on stage, speaking for his brand. He never told me about this, I should be mad but surprisingly, I'm far from being mad. Honestly, I'm actually proud of how successful this show turned out, and I'm rooting for his success, as a designer not only as a professional photographer. We've been together since that day when no one even cares about me, my side, my story. Though he didn't pretty focused on my past, I'm th
"Am I still adorable?" With a seductive and a hint of viciousness, I began to take off what I am currently wearing. However, before my bra showed up, Hazard took off his extravagant-looking blazer and hurriedly covered my body, earning a cute grunt from me. "Bummer," I murmured. "Have you gone mad?" he asked, almost shouting as he kept on covering my body using his expensive-looking apparel. "Maybe, I do. How about you?" I'm literally exasperated, not only because I had turned out to be tangled with their fucked up relationship but also rather because he seems to be flirting with me willingly while he's in a freaking relationship. I liked him as a person when I encountered him several times but seeing his doings recently, I don't think I'd still like to befriend him. "What?" "I don't like repeating what I have already pertained to, suit yourself." I rolled my eyes as I turned my back from him and was about to leave but I stopped. "Ah, another thing, stop flirting with me because
It's so cold... "Why the fuck am I even participating with your far from bizarre plan? Please, wake me up from this shit." Did I close the blinds and window earlier? Why is it so breezy? "Shh! Shut the fuck up! You'll wake her up, you moron!" "Why are you guys even fighting? Both of you do not make sense at all. Bickering with your fists will just make things worse. " "Jesus, help me. " "Go and ask for your lord. What was his name again? Was it Lucifer? A heavenly demon? King of hell? Correct me if I'm wrong, though. Promise, I don't mean it." Silence..." I actually do." I squinted my eyes because of how noisy it is. Once again, my eyebrows were quarreling with each other. "Fuck! These two won't even shut up for at least a minute!" What the fuck? I opened my eyes but my eyesight was overcome by darkness. I couldn't see anything aside from a black and some weird white spots. My brows furrowed more. For some reason, some parts of my body itch that are why I scratch some partic
"Here comes our lovely patient—oh my god!" "What happened?" "She really does look like a patient right now. Am I just seeing things or my eyesight is fucked up enough?" We went passed from Andrus' and his close staff's table. Krestie were also with them. She literally eyed me from head to toe. Merian, Krestie's assistant stood up while holding a cocktail. She could barely walk that's why Marzus, her gay friend and also a make-up artist, stood up and assisted her. Kahale went to help them because Marzus wasn't in his normal state as well. "Rhounzi, the most fierce woman I have ever met aside from my aunt, here's a drink for you!" Merian exclaimed as she offered me the cocktail she was holding. I was about to accept it but another hand took it before I could grab it. I stared at Kahale, surprised by her unforeseen action. She drank it all up in one gulp while her eyes are fixated on someone from the dance floor. I couldn't perceive what or who she was looking at but I know for sure
I narrowed my eyes, trying to understand what he meant. I never knew that drinking could be this splendid. I feel like I'm on drugs even though I never tried it. I just feel... Happy! I want to sing... ...to dance and... The music's beat changed into a different one. From a hype and punk one, it suddenly became hot and steamy. My hips automatically moved on their own while following their own choreography, ignoring the man's complaint. "I want a hug..." A kiss... I want to be clingy and touchy... My hands traveled on their own; from touching my hair, It went down to Hazard's abdomen while I leaned on him as I continue my little dance. Before I could touch what I wanted to feel on my hands, my vision became blurry, which made me flinch for a second; giving him an opportunity to slip away from my touch. Before I could recover, I felt myself floating from the ground. My eyes grew bigger due to excitement. I'm floating! My hopes were crushed into pulp when everything suddenly r
HAZARD "Sir, Senator's daughter is requesting your presence." Hazard sighed, slightly irritated. "See her out," he answered while eyeing the papers that he just received from that person. He doubts that this is given to him without expecting for any exchange, there must be something they seek from him. "She says that she isn't leaving without you, sir." His secretary answered, he could hear her voice from the intercom. "Tell him that his girlfriend is here to see him! Let me in or you're dead!" "Ma'am, we cannot do that. You need an appointment with—" "I'm his freakin' girlfriend! Why do I need such a thing!" He sighed heavily, putting the papers down. \ Ah, why is she so noisy? He stood up and left his office with annoyance visible on his face. "Hazard! Fire this bitch immediately! She won't let me in!" His brows furrowed from her statement. "What are you here for?" He asked, removing the annoyance on his face with a blank expression. "We have a date today, don't you rem
I narrowed my eyes, trying to understand what he meant. I never knew that drinking could be this splendid. I feel like I'm on drugs even though I never tried it. I just feel... Happy! I want to sing... ...to dance and... The music's beat changed into a different one. From a hype and punk one, it suddenly became hot and steamy. My hips automatically moved on their own while following their own choreography, ignoring the man's complaint. "I want a hug..." A kiss... I want to be clingy and touchy... My hands traveled on their own; from touching my hair, It went down to Hazard's abdomen while I leaned on him as I continue my little dance. Before I could touch what I wanted to feel on my hands, my vision became blurry, which made me flinch for a second; giving him an opportunity to slip away from my touch. Before I could recover, I felt myself floating from the ground. My eyes grew bigger due to excitement. I'm floating! My hopes were crushed into pulp when everything suddenly r
"Here comes our lovely patient—oh my god!" "What happened?" "She really does look like a patient right now. Am I just seeing things or my eyesight is fucked up enough?" We went passed from Andrus' and his close staff's table. Krestie were also with them. She literally eyed me from head to toe. Merian, Krestie's assistant stood up while holding a cocktail. She could barely walk that's why Marzus, her gay friend and also a make-up artist, stood up and assisted her. Kahale went to help them because Marzus wasn't in his normal state as well. "Rhounzi, the most fierce woman I have ever met aside from my aunt, here's a drink for you!" Merian exclaimed as she offered me the cocktail she was holding. I was about to accept it but another hand took it before I could grab it. I stared at Kahale, surprised by her unforeseen action. She drank it all up in one gulp while her eyes are fixated on someone from the dance floor. I couldn't perceive what or who she was looking at but I know for sure
It's so cold... "Why the fuck am I even participating with your far from bizarre plan? Please, wake me up from this shit." Did I close the blinds and window earlier? Why is it so breezy? "Shh! Shut the fuck up! You'll wake her up, you moron!" "Why are you guys even fighting? Both of you do not make sense at all. Bickering with your fists will just make things worse. " "Jesus, help me. " "Go and ask for your lord. What was his name again? Was it Lucifer? A heavenly demon? King of hell? Correct me if I'm wrong, though. Promise, I don't mean it." Silence..." I actually do." I squinted my eyes because of how noisy it is. Once again, my eyebrows were quarreling with each other. "Fuck! These two won't even shut up for at least a minute!" What the fuck? I opened my eyes but my eyesight was overcome by darkness. I couldn't see anything aside from a black and some weird white spots. My brows furrowed more. For some reason, some parts of my body itch that are why I scratch some partic
"Am I still adorable?" With a seductive and a hint of viciousness, I began to take off what I am currently wearing. However, before my bra showed up, Hazard took off his extravagant-looking blazer and hurriedly covered my body, earning a cute grunt from me. "Bummer," I murmured. "Have you gone mad?" he asked, almost shouting as he kept on covering my body using his expensive-looking apparel. "Maybe, I do. How about you?" I'm literally exasperated, not only because I had turned out to be tangled with their fucked up relationship but also rather because he seems to be flirting with me willingly while he's in a freaking relationship. I liked him as a person when I encountered him several times but seeing his doings recently, I don't think I'd still like to befriend him. "What?" "I don't like repeating what I have already pertained to, suit yourself." I rolled my eyes as I turned my back from him and was about to leave but I stopped. "Ah, another thing, stop flirting with me because
"Damn, girl! Are you sure that this is your first runway walk?" "Fuck! You slayed it!" "I'm telling you, girl! This is the beginning! Don't forget me, huh!" "SHEEZ! I actually got scared..." Those are the words I heard when I entered backstage along with other models. They were beaming with such delights while praising my walk which surprised me. I never got this reaction from a crew when I was still doing runway modeling... Though some of them weren't as happy as they are, these actions and reactions fluttered my heart. The was coming to its end. I could hear Gheuver out on stage, speaking for his brand. He never told me about this, I should be mad but surprisingly, I'm far from being mad. Honestly, I'm actually proud of how successful this show turned out, and I'm rooting for his success, as a designer not only as a professional photographer. We've been together since that day when no one even cares about me, my side, my story. Though he didn't pretty focused on my past, I'm th
"SWEETHEART, you're undeniably charismatic!" Andrus' voice echoed inside the whole room. I awkwardly replied with a smile. Krestie clapped her hands while gazing at my face as if she was satisfied with her work. "I have never loved my profession this much," she mumbled. "I guess, her face is inspiring just as her roots." I don't know how to respond to their unusual comments that's why I acted like it was nothing and just stood up to get dressed. "I have to go, I need to get dressed. Thank you, I really appreciate it!" Andrus and Krestie came closer to hug me and tried to calm my nerves as much as they could to relieve the so-called nervousness. Soon after their hug, the other hair stylist hugged me as well while whispering their encouraging words. I really appreciate these people even though I'm not comfortable with their previous comments, though they look like a compliment. "Is this your first runway walk? Gosh, you must be nervous!" "Girl, I'm telling you! You'll manage to p
"What happened to your eyes? Your eyelids seem off. Did you cry?" Madethy asked when I opened the door for her as she knocked. I thought it wasn't noticeable. Damn. I need to act normal. I ought to finish this instead of breaking down in fear and resentment. I gotta move forward but it isn't easy. I need to take it easy but I shouldn't let my past intervene with my future. I shook my head, declining my assumptions. "It's normal. My eyes get puffy when I don't get enough sleep or when I sleep too late," I explained. That's true, though. I don't know if I lied or told the truth; maybe, half? She nodded, buying my half-lie, half-truth. "Gheuver told me to check on you and to remind you about the call time. You know him. Though, even if he didn't tell me, I'll still check on you," she smiled and me either. "Thanks," I replied. "Are going to dine in here?" she asked. "I won't, Dria and the others invited me. Would you like to join us?" I offered so she won't get bored with Gheuver. Kn
My whole day has been busy since we landed in a different country. I didn't even bother asking what country this is as I have been too preoccupied. Good thing, everything was already prepared. We already had a place to reside while we were staying here. Gheuver already took care of everything or perhaps, Madethy did? Gheuver seems pretty close with our agency's owner. I stared at the vast ceiling while my mind ran around, trying to think of anything in order to defeat that so-called boredom. I can just use my phone but it's not even interesting. I don't use social media but I have my own accounts even though I don't use them. I only created one because we need it as per what Gheuver and our manager stated, to create a better audience. I have only opened my social media accounts once and that's when I created them. I don't want to post my pictures but Minnette said that it is required for us, so we can promote our agency and the products that were modeling for. As much as possible, I