Morning Star

Junia’s P.O.V

After Four Years.

"Cheers," The clinking of glasses echoed through the room as a wide smile spread across my face. Before I could take a sip of my wine, my manager, Jones, soon stopped me, grabbing the wine glass from my hands, almost spilling it on my dress.

I was taken aback, looking at him perplexed.

"Jones, what was that for...." Before I could complete my statement, he smiled sheepishly and stared at me with this glint that depicted that he was proud of me.

"How can I make you drink that wine when I haven't wished you a Happy Birthday" Tears filled his eyes and the glint in his eyes, caused tears to well up in my eyes as well.

"Oh, Jones...." I stretched my arms open wide as he rushed into my hands while I wrapped my hands around him slowly.

Probably, making my younger brother my manager was never a bad idea in the first place. He was the only one that stood by me and for me.

"I love you so much, sister....." He cried as I nestled my face on his shoulder while he wrapped his hands tightly around me like he didn't want to let go.

"Awwwww" I heard the people around admire.

"Aren't they so sweet?"

"I love you too, Jones" I muttered under my breath before we both withdrew from each other's embrace.

Jones held my hands firmly, his jet-black hair accentuating the beauty that his brown eyes held as I towered over him. "You are the best sister in the world, I am proud of you again. Keep making me proud".

I squeezed his hands gently. "I am also proud of you"

He sniffled in his tears, handing me back my glass of wine before he took his and searched his eyes around. "Look everyone, I am going to be the one that would clink glasses with my sister first. Family comes first and....."

Before he could complete his statement, my best friend, Betty, quickly grabbed her wine glass, clinking them with mine. "And Best friends remain for life...." She chuckled and everyone around the round table laughed about how Betty had outsmarted Jones.

Jones groaned, staring daggers at Betty while Betty annoyed him further by pulling his cheeks.

"I am her brother,"

"She is my best friend," Betty retorted, causing Jones to glare before he stormed off in anger.

I gave Betty a jab with my shoulder. "Must you always annoy him? You are always at loggerheads with him and you do nothing but tease him"

Betty shrugged. "I don't think that there is anything bad about it and I would continue teasing him until he stops shoving the fact that he has a sister right to my face" She rolled her eyes, her eyes fixed on Jones receding back.

I shook my head. "Jealous uh?"

She scowled. "Why would I be jealous of your brother? Anyways, happy Birthday Junia. I love you so much and you mean everything to me. You are my world and thank you for being the best person"

What do I say about Betty? Like Jones, she was like the light that came into my life when my life was engulfed with the burning agitation of darkness, she helped me get back on my feet. She was also an actress like me and although she took a break from acting because she wanted to focus on her health, she was still the one that I looked up to.

She was unique in every way.

Junia flipped her black hair that tumbled over her shoulders, adjusting the short black gown that accentuated her curves while I stared at her confusedly.

I snapped my fingers before her. "Are you sure that everything is alright?"

She smirked and when I followed the direction of her eyes, I noticed that she was staring at the handsome Iranian models that graced the party.

I palmed my forehead, interlocking my hands in hers while pulling her away from the table as she kept protesting behind me.

"Why do you want to ruin my chances of grabbing one of those Iranian models ?" She yelled after me while I soon paused, wrapping my hands around her mouth.

"I know that you might have taken a break but don't forget that you are still a public figure and all eyes are on you like they are right now" She turned to look around her, biting the corner of her lips petulantly.

She glanced at me. "You are right, but that doesn't change the fact that I am going to be laying with one of them tonight. I am Betty and I am pretty irresistible" She smirked.

Betty continued, squealing in excitement. "Guess what, Junia? Guess what you got today"

My brows furrowed in confusion, wondering what she was trying to get at. "What?"

She palmed her forehead and quickly scurried back to the round table that elongated to the end, grabbing a bouquet with a note in her hands.

Her boobies bounced in her see-through dress as she now strutted back in my direction, exchanging glances with one of the models while I rolled my eyes. She just never listens.

She averted her eyes from him, darting her eyes back to me. When she got to where I was standing, she squeaked again.

"Guess what? Mr. Anonymous sent the flowers and letters again"

Excitement began building inside of me as I snatched the letter from her.

"Your eyes sparkle like the reflection of the stars on the ocean, glinting with fire that melts my soul. I might be scared of fire but I would burn in your eyes. Happy Birthday, my precious pumpkin" I read out, my face turning red.

Betty almost screamed. "I knew it. Our presumed theories have finally come to pass, this has proven that Nicholas Hawthorne is the Mr. Anonymous" I pursed my lips, blushing.

"You can't conclude that he is the one..." I muttered, not taking my eyes off the words inscribed with love for me.

"Are you dumb? You know in one interview, Nicholas mentioned how scared he was of burning and now he is telling you that he would gladly burn in your eyes. Can't you see the handwriting on the wall, can't you see that Nicholas is madly in love with you " She said while I stared at her at a loss for words to say.

"I don't really know....."

"Junia, I know that your ex-husband was a jerk who fucked you up. You are scared of falling in love but deep down you feel something for Nicholas, I see the way you look at him. You are in love, Junia,"

"Love," I repeated.

Was I in love? How could I be in love when I had thrown the keys to my heart into the deepest ocean?

"Or Lust?"

"Love, lust, any is fine. You were sexually deprived when you were with that tyrant of a husband but don't worry Nicholas is on his way to the rescue" She grinned while I sneered.

"Can you not mention Ethan? Please...." I pleaded while she bobbed her head slowly.

"Okay fine, I won't mention anything about him. What I am trying to say deep down is you can do what you fucking want with Nicholas. If it is lust, go for him! Live your life, Junia, I am behind you" She said, handing me the bouquet while the sweet fragrance wafted through my nostrils, soothing the inside of me.

"How does he know that I love roses?" I muttered under my breath. Even the information about my preference about flowers wasn't available to the public so how did he know?

"Because the right one would always do the right thing"

I exhaled sharply, reading the letter as butterflies flew in my stomach.

Nicholas Hawthorne, one of the young rising billionaires a.k.a, the master of tech. He just got into the limelight and has been making waves since then. One of the things that I loved about him was how he rose to the top without the help of anyone.

He did everything on his own!

"But Nichols never misses any of my birthday parties....." I pouted.

"You know he has been busy these days and......." Betty's eyes suddenly widened as her hands flew over her mouth.

I was confused. "What happened Bett....." I paused, turning to look at who stood behind me.

My eyes almost bulged out of its sockets as soon as my eyes met with the sea rover blue eyes that pierced into mine.

I was at a loss for words today before finally stuttering. "N-Nicholas"

"No matter how hard it is, no matter how the shackles of the word seem to hold me down. I would always find you"

Nicholas continued. "Happy Birthday, Morning Star."