Walking out of the hotel, this time with Emilia and Steven, once again the cameras went off but thankfully I didn't have to stop and take pictures, surprisingly I was getting used to the camera flashes or perhaps the big pair of glasses that was the stylist insisted I put on.I was skeptical about it, like who wears sunglasses at night but seeing how well it blocks the flash, I am very thankful.As we walked through the door of the after-party hosted by Rare Diamonds themselves. the thumping bass of the music enveloped me, vibrating through my body and igniting a surge of energy within me. The dimly lit room was filled with a kaleidoscope of colors, as pulsating lights danced across the walls and ceiling. It was a sensory overload, a world of exhilaration and indulgence."So we will give you space but our eyes are on you still," Emilia said with a smile while I nodded, Although I do not like the idea Steven said he has a reason not to be seen standing beside me always."Hello dear," s
(Narrator's pov)The after-party hosted by Rare Diamonds had reached its peak of excitement and revelry. The atmosphere was electric, the music pumping through the speakers and reverberating off the walls.As Emilia and danced along with a man, continued to dance and mingle in the midst of the exuberant crowd. The room was a spectacle of vibrant lights, pulsating with the energy of the night.However, as the night progressed, the energy began to shift. The air grew tense, and whispers circulated among the partygoers. Suddenly, the music came to an abrupt halt, leaving the room in an eerie silence. Confusion rippled through the crowd, as all eyes turned toward the entrance.A wave of panic swept through the party as the sound of sirens pierced the night. The police had arrived, summoned to restore order and calm the chaos that had consumed the once-celebratory atmosphere. Officers in their uniforms flooded into the venue, their presence demanding attention and compliance.Emilia's hear
(Demetria's pov)...Immediately the door closed behind me, and the voices outside began to increase as if Choas has began."Why didn't you tell me?" he asked "Tell you what?" I asked still fuming at his sudden change of girlfriend."You are being accused of a very big offense," he said reminding me of the main reason why I am here in the first place, to sway away attention.According to Steven soon pictures of me will be everywhere online tonight and he will make sure it keeps going till the interview day."Steven is taking care of it," I said a little bit salty "Fuck! Who are those people? Animals? I thought this was for celebrities only" I hear from outside, immediately I dragged him to a stall hiding him away, how do I explain why I am alone with my CEO in the woman's restroom?"This is so wrong," I muttered under my breath, I looked up to notice he was taller than the freaking stall, who builds this rubbish?I immediately held his neck pushing him down, it resulted in an awkwar
"Uhm... I didn't say that," I said panicking, he bore a smile as he approached me.My heart quickened as I moved back becoming more aware that we are alone in his room, HIS FUCKING ROOM ALONE."You should have told me you were jealous, I couldn't understand why you seemed angry with me," he said pushing strands of hair out of my face "You dyed your hair black again," he said while I nodded."I didn't like it either," he whispered as my breath froze, my knees weak as I just stared at him."I didn't like the way he was looking at you," his hand slowly wrapped around my waist pulling me close, with my bare ears I almost can hear my heart, as I bite my lips hard to keep my composure."Your eyes were shining brightly to another person, I didn't like that," he said raising my chin to look him directly in the eyes.The expression on his face enticed me luring me into this land of fantasies and desire, his warm hand around my waist stimulating heat into my body, the chilly Ac no longer seem
(Emilia's pov)I woke up, groggy and disoriented, as if I had been transported to a different world overnight. The room around me seemed strangely unfamiliar, casting an eerie glow that added to my confusion. My head throbbed with a heavy ache, pulsating with each heartbeat. It was as if a marching band had taken up residence inside my skull, drumming away at my temples.I blinked a few times, trying to clear my blurred vision, but the world remained hazy and distorted. Slowly, the details of the room began to materialize, revealing a sparse and sterile environment. White walls surrounded me, devoid of any personal touch or warmth. The air felt sterile and cold, intensifying the sense of isolation I was experiencing.As I attempted to sit up, a wave of dizziness washed over me, threatening to pull me back into the disorienting depths of sleep. I reached out to steady myself, grasping the edge of the unfamiliar bed. The texture of the sheets against my fingertips felt foreign, yet oddl
(Demetria's POV)I woke up, roughly blinking my eyes open. The warmth of the morning sun seeped through the curtains, casting a golden glow across the room. As I stretched and yawned, my gaze instinctively darted to the empty space beside me. Raffaele was nowhere to be found.A rush of unease flooded through me, replacing the remnants of contentment from last night. Thoughts raced through my mind, colliding with my rising heartbeat. Had I done something wrong? Did he regret what happened between us? I desperately tried to piece together the fragments of our time together, searching for any clues that might explain his absence.Was it a mistake to spend the night together? I wondered, anxiety coiling around me like a suffocating shroud. We had both been vulnerable, surrendering to the intoxicating allure of our desires. But now, as the haze of passion lifted, I was left with a gnawing uncertainty.Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to calm down. Perhaps there was a logical explanati
(Demetria's Pov)The anticipation had built to a crescendo, like a symphony reaching its most dramatic peak, as I sat in front of the mirror in that elegant hotel room. The soft illumination of the vanity lights created an aura of elegance, but inside, my heart was racing, and my thoughts were in turmoil. I was about to face an interview that felt like crossing a tightrope stretched high above a chasm of uncertainty, and I couldn't afford to look down.In my trembling hands, I held the interview questions that Steven, my manager, had meticulously prepared. The paper felt cool and smooth, a tangible connection to the task at hand. I couldn't help but steal glances at it, as if the words typed there held the answers to all my doubts.Around me, the makeup team worked like artisans, their brushes and palettes transforming me into an image of perfection. But despite their skill, my mind was anywhere but in that room. I closed my eyes briefly, trying to quell the storm of thoughts crashing
...As the interview drew to a close, it was time for the final round of pictures. The flashes from the cameras illuminated the room briefly, capturing the smiles and camaraderie that we had projected throughout the interview.Zephyr's voice cut through the chatter as I stood there, smiling at him. "You know," he began, his words hesitant and laced with a hint of nervousness, "I was thinking…" He paused, seemingly unsure of how to continue, but I raised an encouraging eyebrow, silently urging him to speak his mind."How about we exchange our numbers?" he finally said, his smile slightly suspicious yet undeniably cute.A grin crept across my face. "Is that something to be mindful about? Of course," I replied playfully. Zephyr's suggestion didn't catch me entirely off guard, but it was a pleasant surprise."You should have asked me!" Antonio chimed in, joining our little circle with a playful grin. He put his hand on my shoulder, and I couldn't help but roll my eyes in mock exasperation
...(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