..."A private investigator" Emilia suggested "You know I thought of that but isn't it expensive," I said "How about we take a trip to the bank to see your account manager, money should be far from your problem," She said, although she always reminds me all time still I can't get used to it, I can't just bring myself to spend her money like that."You know let's do that" I finally said as we came down from the van "Stick around," Emilia said to the abled young men who have replaced the driver, the two of them sitting in the front.The set of the shooting had changed to another location, and as we arrived Amber was shooting her scene, must be so busy for her."Hello damsel," Antonio said with a cheerful smile "Oh, I almost forgot what you look like" I joked, it's been a while since I last saw him "I know right? You know I have a reality show that I am filming, which by the way airs weekly make sure to check it out" he said while I nodded."The red hair," he said stepping back to t
The smirk on his face only confused me more."What do you think?" he asked "Raffaele" I was only able to call him while he raised his brow "You are too close," I said watching him move away from me "Like I said be careful," he said before storming away I had to sit down first to be able to think, what did he mean by fake or not what's..."You are here" "Fuck you startled me" "Sorry about that," Zephyr said looking around "We're you here alone?" he asked "Yes," I lied looking around as well, "Did he tell you off?" he asked took me a while to realize what he meant "Huh?" I said getting up and approaching him "I mean did he tell you off too," he asked "A little," I said standing exactly close to him and looking up at him "wh...what what?" he stuttered from nowhere "I thought you came to fetch me lets go," I said while he nodded and moved from the way "I have like two to three more scenes to shoot before I go, I doubt I will even get to go home" I began.I stood in front of
...I was so sure in my head that the second date wasn't happening any time soon because he is still yet to send a message well apart from that incident while on set, he suddenly left me alone, I do not understand whether he has courted lots of women in the past or hasn't court one at all, it has to be either of this because no way in hell do you stop communicating with your girlfriend fake or not.The urge to call him sometimes but still I have no idea what my thoughts are regarding this man, this moment he makes my heart all giggly and racing in a good way, the next moment he acts like he doesn't even recognize me like there is a switch in his head going on and off.And the last thing I want is to make myself seem obsessed by calling him, no which I won't do, he asked me to be his fake girlfriend, he asked for this not the other way around, or maybe I am just overreacting, come to think of it, it's only been four days since our last date, I haven't been in numerous relationships but
...As I stepped into the grand ballroom, I was immediately overwhelmed by its opulence and grandeur. The sight before me was nothing short of breathtaking. The ballroom was a symphony of colors, lights, and sheer extravagance, befitting an event attended by the elite and affluent.The first thing that caught my eye was the exquisite chandelier hanging from the high, vaulted ceiling. It sparkled like a thousand stars, casting a warm, golden glow over the room. The walls were adorned with intricate, hand-painted frescoes depicting scenes of lavish banquets and celebrations, adding to the room's regal atmosphere.The floor was made of polished marble, reflecting the light from the chandelier and giving it a glossy, mirror-like finish. The marble floor was covered with an elegant, plush carpet in shades of crimson and gold, adding a touch of luxury to every step I took."Beautiful," he said gaining my attention but he was looking at me instead, and my cheeks immediately flustered, he had
"Why were you excepting my call?" he asked me "I mean fake or not, you should call me or at least text me," I said while his lips curled up He pushed a plate in front of me gesturing for me to take a bite, I did, and like I already excepted it was amazing "Good," I said watching his expression closely, he immediately took a bite taking his time to savor it before speaking."It doesn't suit your palate?" he asked me with a raised brow "What do you mean, it did," I said "you just said, Good, what is that?" he said "Good means it's amazing" "I swear to God," he said rolling his eyes We both sat quietly and ate, my mind trying to form a conversation, what should I ask him, I can't afford to just remain quiet for the whole night, it would only cut the time short."My mother will soon visit" he suddenly said "Ohh, that's true" I totally forgot the reason we are in this fake relationship to start with, to convince the mother he has a lover."When is she coming?" I asked "I don't kn
...I groggily opened my eyes, feeling a heaviness in my head that seemed to weigh down my entire body. As I tried to focus my bleary vision, I realized that I was still in bed, just waking up, the alarm clock blaring mercilessly in my ear. I reached out to hit the snooze button, but my arm felt like it was made of lead, and I had to summon all my energy just to move it.With a heavy sigh, I dragged myself into a sitting position, my head pounding with each movement. It felt as if a construction crew was jackhammering inside my skull, and my temples throbbed in rhythm with my heartbeat. I tried to shake off the fog that clouded my mind, but my thoughts felt muddled like I was trying to think through a dense fog.As I swung my legs over the side of the bed and attempted to stand, my body protested with fatigue. My muscles ached as if I had run a marathon the day before, and my bones felt like they were made from lead.I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, and the reflection stari
..."Hello!" Georgiana said immediately I got to her car "Hi," I said with a bright smile "You have no idea how I have to beg him to give me your number, I almost gave up begging before he was like fine," She said while I smiled "Why will he even refuse that?" I asked "Probably because he is afraid I will tell you about his weird habits," she said laughing "Oh, I would really love to hear all about them," I said As she revved up her engine and hit the open road, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. Today was supposed to be about fun, laughter, and unforgettable memories. My dear friend, Georgiana who doesn't know she is, driving beside me, her face beaming with a smile while mine beamed with anticipation. But deep down, there was a nagging thought that kept tugging at my mind, distracting me from the carefree adventure that awaited us.It started just a few hours ago when I mistakenly stumbled upon a hidden door in the room, Something about it is very mysterious, in f
Just her face alone made me annoyed, do I have a with this person soon, why does it seem like everybody I met has some bad experience with me?"Aliya?" Georgiana continued "You are in town?" She asked with a confused expression "Yeah, I returned not long ago for something important I want soo badly," she said but her eyes didn't leave my face "Since when did you start hanging out with her?" she asked "Oh you mean Deme? We've been friends for a while now" Georgiana said giving me signs with her eyes, which I have no idea what it means "I wanted you to join our table, But I wasn't sure it was you, what do you say?" She asked, Georgiana looked at me perhaps to know if it was okay by me, to be honest, I rather we just sit far from this girl I have absolutely no idea who she is but can tell she doesn't like me "Sure," I said while she gave me a half-baked smile walking ahead "You shouldn't have if you didn't want to," Georgiana said "Well she doesn't bite, we can leave anytime right
...(Demetria)It's been Three weeks since I moved and changed my number. Slowly I have adjusted to a new routine. Emilia refused to leave even when I threatened not to pay her, she stuck around me. I have since resigned and went on an indefinite hiatus. I still think about him but it doesn't matter. Does it?I have refused to go online and no one is allowed to talk about what is happening online near me.Since Kiera suddenly went missing the investigation went on hold. It seems like my life is on hold. It's been peaceful and I know with time I will overcome the constant thought of him.The only persons with my new number are Steven who has since traveled out of the country, he really was serious about not going back to the industry and was only here because of me.Emilia who is with me and my mother whom I called out of frustration. Today I have decided I was going to go see them. By them, I mean my family.No matter how I thought about it, I can't continue to not meet them.I booke
"How many month's break are you taking?" he asked while I folded my hands and looked down."You don't know?" he asked while I remained quiet till my phone began to ring. It was Emilia."We are on our way, and I forgot to let you know the villa is an almost eight-hour journey," she said as I nodded.I just need to put the location and drive, I have made up my mind to leave this city behind now that I am still strong, I feel nothing but anger for some reason, and feeling it into getting things done is better."What did she say?" Steven asked."It's an eight-hour journey," I said while he nodded."I will drop you off and then go," I said while he smiled "I will drive you," he said going ahead to the driver's side while I just rolled my eyes. Men are their need to lead. "I don't think you have had anything today," he said while I just frowned."I know how this your appetite is, I hope you start eating well from now on," he said while I turned to look at him, for some reason he seemed to
The ride went quiet as I drove out of the hospital my blood boiling for some reason, rather than curling myself up I felt energized.Looked like I was preparing myself all this while for this. Or does this have anything to do with me suddenly seeing Rosa?The ride was eerily silent and I was thankful for it, different emotions going through my mind and beneath it all was an unexpected surge of anger.Felt like I was building a war against myself. I was suppressing a certain emotion within me and that was anger, I am angry at everything. So many things were upsetting me the more I thought about it but I was driving and was not alone so I repeatedly breathed in and calmed my nerves as I drove straight to my apartment.And surprisingly but very much expectedly they were media houses packed around. I wonder just how bored and jobless they have to be to be camping near my apartment complex."You can't continue driving towards them," Steven said "They don't recognize this car," I said driv
..."Is there proof of this engagement you speak of sir?" I finally mustered enough courage to ask."So you are saying that am lying," his father said with a smirk plastered on his face."I don't know what you think of me, sir, am not just the woman your son sleeps with," I said confidently looking at him not avoiding his gaze anymore. "It's a relationship, courtship in other words," I added, the look on his face signified he was taken aback while his mother on the other hand had the look of an angry bird."If there is proof of me being the other woman then I would quietly withdraw," I said while his mother scoffed."What is this? Acting all dignified," she said."What is your issue with me ma'am, "I tried to sound as respectful as possible."People like you paint bad names for women around the world, you continue to do stereotypically what Actresses are known for, two-timing and going after rich men just to claim the social laser," she blasted me."People like me, you say?" I repeat
Georgiana, ever the gracious host, insisted on helping me prepare for the meeting with Raffaele's father. I hadn't brought any clothes with me, so she guided me to her room, where I could borrow something appropriate.Her room was elegant and well-organized, reflecting her refined taste. She opened her closet and started selecting a few outfit options for me. "Let's see," she murmured thoughtfully. "Something professional, yet not too formal."I watched her with gratitude as she chose a tasteful blouse and a pair of tailored slacks. "These should work nicely," she said, handing them to me."Thank you so much, Georgiana," I replied, feeling a sense of relief that she was there to help me in this unexpected situation.She offered me a comforting smile. "It's no trouble at all, dear. We women have to look out for each other, especially in times like these."I quickly changed into the outfit she had picked out, and she even offered some accessories to complete the look. As I looked at mys
(Demetria's pov)In the midst of our heartfelt conversation, Raffaele's phone suddenly rang, jolting us both from our intense emotional exchange. He frowned, his brows furrowing as he reached for his phone, glancing at the caller ID."I'm sorry, Deme, I have to take this call," he said apologetically as he answered the phone and moved a few steps away to speak privately.I nodded, my heart heavy with the abrupt interruption. It was clear that whatever had prompted the call was important. As I watched him talk on the phone, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. Our conversation about his family and the challenges we might face together had left me emotionally vulnerable, and this unexpected interruption only added to my uncertainty.Raffaele's voice remained composed as he spoke, but I could see the tension in his shoulders, the way his expression shifted from concern to seriousness. It was evident that something significant was unfolding on the other end of the call.Minutes pas
(Demetria's pov)Slowly I stirred from my slumber, my eyes blinking sleepily as I slowly became aware of my surroundings. The room was softly lit by the gentle morning sun filtering through the curtains. It took me a moment to remember where I was, and as my consciousness fully returned, a contented smile curled at the corners of my lips.I'm wrapped in warmth and comfort, nestled against a solid, reassuring presence. I turn my head slightly, finding myself face to face with Raffaele. He's still in deep sleep, his features relaxed and peaceful. His dark hair is slightly tousled, and a few errant strands brush against his forehead.I can't help but admire the man beside me. His long lashes cast soft shadows on his cheeks, and the faintest trace of a smile plays on his lips. His breathing is slow and steady, matching the rhythm of my own heart. His strong arms, which have held me throughout the night, feel like a protective shield.My thoughts drift back to the whirlwind of events from
(Emilia contd)Slowly and shamelessly I began to raise, my eyes facing toward the window away from him."Emilia," he called my name as I closed my eyes tightly my heart beating fast, slowly I turned around to face his direction."Good morning," I said still with my eyes closed as I slowly opened them to look at him, he stood by the door, his hands folded with a smirk on his face, I swear I thought he was closer to the bed."Hey," I followed up, oh I wish the ground could swallow me who just to avoid this torture."I would allow you to sleep but I know you are awake," he said taking a step forward."What!" I let out a low scream as I looked at his legs."What?" he asked as my heart continued to beat against my chest."You don't want me to approach?" he asked taking another step with his brows raised."Please," I pleaded as he stopped looking at me weirdly."Is this about yesterday?" he asked while I face-palmed myself. Of course, it's about yesterday. How can he be so casual? This migh
(Emilia's pov)I woke up to the gentle chorus of birds outside, their melodious singing filling the room as the morning sun bathed everything in its warm glow. As I slowly shook off my drowsiness, I couldn't help but notice that something was amiss.The room around me felt unfamiliar at first, and for a moment, I couldn't quite place where I was. Then, it hit me like a lightning bolt, and my jaw practically hit the floor."Steven's room?" I whispered in disbelief, my eyes widening as I took in my surroundings.Slowly I raised the heavy duvet covering me as I noticed I had on only his shirt. My heart immediately began pounding against my chest as the memories of last night began creeping back.. "Can't you see that it's you? You're the one making me like this!" I remember it like it was said minutes ago. Those were my words although I didn't mean to blunt it out like that, it was too late, the damage had already been done as he smirked at me."You what?" he had asked as I covered my mo