Three years later “That was great, Vintah!” the gay designer named Dacy Santino cheered in glee. He followed her to the dressing room after waiting for her for hours to come out of the studio. The paid photoshoot wrapped up successfully. Dacy owned the store that was getting more popular since she became the brand ambassador. Vintah was Minah’s stage name. Her agency, Bold & Beautiful suggested it. A few months after her reconstructive plastic surgery three years ago, she jumped right into catwalk training. Minah took off the shawl she used during the photoshoot and placed it right in front of the mirror. Her manager Molia, who was also her personal assistant, reached for it and carefully put it inside the bag where her other belongings were being kept.Minah glanced at her own reflection as she pulled her wig off. The surgery went so damn well that she would never forget how Juan Miguel and Margaux reacted when she called them via video call as Damara. She wanted them to be the fir
Seated inside their service van and arms crossed against her chest, Minah's face was sulky and her stares were intense. She could see Jay-Dee walking out of the building's exit where the photoshoot took place. The bitch was still carrying the flowers in her arms, sniffing them like a fool. Because she was in a hurry catching up with Jay-Dee, Minah had no choice but to pair her mid-thigh length cocktail dress with her three inches red stiletto.She still could not believe that Night was in Bangkok. He did not send a word to her, and she did not even receive a simple heads-up from Nathaniel.Now, here she was, waiting for the bastard to pick up the woman she hated the most. She had been bugging Nathaniel for months, asking about Night's plan for her. It wouldn't be such a biggie if Night wasn't taking hold of her passport. But the bastard took all her belongings which makes it harder for her to leave the country.She did everything she could do including searching every corner of Innif
“Why do you have too many names?” Angel kept throwing her innocent questions as she watched Minah opening the fridge door. “Me, I only have one name. And my name is Angel.” Minah rolled her eyes. As much as she wanted to act all nice, she was already irritated at the kid's constant yapping. Choosing what to cook that could only take a minute to serve added up to her stress. She depended on that chore to Molia since she couldn't eat whatever she wants anyway. She was always on a strict diet to maintain her body. “Have you gone to London? That’s where I was conceived.” Angel continued her story telling.Minah sighed deeply. Whether her mom gave birth to her on planet Nemic or wherever, she gave zero fuck. She had more important matters to think about. Talking with this little kid here for five minutes felt like wasting her entire life.Minah never liked kids. They were irritating and talkative. This particular one was a living legend. No matter how many times she ignored her, Angel j
Minah's eyes were shut as she began to groan. A smell that seemed very familiar to her was tickling her nostrils, waking up her sleepy and lethargic spirit. The mixture of wine and pine was playing with her sense of smell. Or perhaps she was the one who smelt like wine because she had a few drinks last night. But where did that pine smell come from? She rolled over to the side and buried her face in the soft and fragrant pillows. Then her eyes flew open. She quickly sprang out of bed. Her silky soft black hair dropped to her face. She tucked them behind her ear and wandered her eyes around looking disoriented. She was expecting to see a clear blue sky and a peaceful poolside but instead, the one that greeted her was a painting of a knight hung on the wall. And instead of a couch, she was laying on a comfortable and elegant king-sized bed. Minah checked herself, she was snuggling a soft blanket and she was still in her dress. How did she ended
Just when they reached the thirty-eight-story building, Molia pulled over the van right in front of the entryway. Minah picked up her cat-shaped Dolce & Gabbana sunglasses from her purse and wore them. It was exactly seven thirty in the morning. Their meeting with Tempted Wear will start at about eight sharp. The Tempted Wear's vice president together with the creative director and art director that will hold her shoot in the Philippines will be joining in the meeting. Not only will they do the contract signing, but they will also discuss the plausible scenarios of the shoot as well as the exact location and the entire duration of the project. As per Innif, Tempted Wear became one of the largest clothing companies in the Philippines since it opened for business way back in 2016. Tempted Wear was the sister company of DM Textile which was both owned by the most affluent family in the country, the De Marco. The De Marco ranked first in the most powerful clan, followed by the Fuego.
Anger prompted Minah to yank Donald's hand off her as she rose from her seat. The jerk looked up at her, his smile turned to agitation when he saw Minah's eyes filled with fury. He tried to pull his hand back but Minah was fast to twist it, wrestled and knocked and pinned him down on the table. She quickly pressed the button of the retractable ballpoint pen she had been holding the entire time, and with no hesitation, stabbed Donald's palm with its pointed tip. The man's screams echoed in the entire corner of the room, making everyone gasp in great shock. Demi covered her mouth with her hand, while Molia squeezed her eyes shut in terror. Stamping with her feet in outrage, Minah finally let go of Donald's poor hand. Tears began to form in his eyes while veins stuck out from his neck. His eyes went to Minah. “Fuck you! Bitch! Fuck!” he screamed, contemplating whether to extract the pen off of his palm or just leave it pierced
The plane landed on NAIA at exactly nine in the evening. The flight was more than a half-hour delayed due to extreme weather conditions. Minah went directly to the immigration counter, dragging along with her suitcase. Good thing there are only a handful of people in the customs so she didn't have to wait in the queue forever. She could not erase Gil, Jay-Dee, and Tobias from her mind. It was such a coincidence that they were on the same flight as her. As much as she wanted to investigate, the plane joggled once again, shortly afterward, the flight crew announced to stay in their seats until they made their landing. MINAH wandered her eyes around the vast airport as soon as she exited from the arrival area. Nathaniel will be the one to pick her up and drop her off at her suite in Makati.She scanned every corner until she finally saw Nathaniel in the sea of crowds. He was holding a placard that said “MARIA DAMARA FUEGO” all in bold letters. Minah felt a punch to her stomach that b
From the airport, they finally reached her flat. Nathaniel assisted her with her suitcases all the way to her condo unit. It was a one-bedroom unit on the eighteenth floor of Sendra in Ortigas. There's a utility room and a balcony that can be accessed from the living area. It was a shared balcony and according to Nathaniel, she's going to be sharing that with her next-door neighbor who has lived there for a year now. The first thing she checked was her single door fridge. She grimaced when she pulled it open. Tons of fruits and vegetables in her fridge. Her eyes wandered more to her side as she closes the door. There was a decent-sized bar that was adjacent to the kitchen. On top of it were two bottles of unopened wine which she reckoned as expensive when she read its brand. Minah tossed her LV bag on the sofa and went closer to the side table. She began to dial something on the telephone and ordered food through a delivery service. Although Nathaniel had invited her to have dinner
Minah was in the warden's office. She was sitting in the middle of the room, crossing her legs as she waited for the man to come into the room for ten minutes already. She was the very first person who visited Vincent in prison ever since the judge sentenced him of his crimes—that he'll forever rot in jail. “What the fuck are you doing here?” the guy immediately groaned as soon as he saw her inside. He was about to head back to the door but he was stopped on his track when the cell guard motioned him to get back inside. “I don't want to talk with this bitch. Bring me back to my cell right now…” But instead of letting him out, the guard moved and left the room to themselves without a word. “Dammit! Where the fuck are you going?!” Vincent screamed. He was doing that for seconds before ending up kicking the door in frustration. He then turned to her with his venomous eyes. Vincent looked like a mess now. Far from the one who blocked her way to the front gate of the Fuego mansion wit
April 2021 Bangkok, Thailand Tobias was sitting on the lounge chair in the lobby, facing across his cousin named Blair and his brother Gian. They were all waiting for Jay-Dee, one of Bold & Beautiful’s top models. The woman went to the restroom to do some retouching before finding where they were at. They were the ones who hired Jay-Dee to be part of Bold & Beautiful four years ago. Nathaniel bought the company from his Thai friend although, in the end, they kept the latter's name in the contract as the owner. Since things started to go south, he planned to pull Jay-Dee out of the current agency and offer to work in Tempted Wear instead as soon as her contract expired. The Tempted Wear was established by Tobias along with his brother Gian just a few years ago. Unbeknownst to Tobias, his brother attempted to buy Trimmed which was owned by Celine, Minah's business partner. But that didn't even happen since she disappeared all of a sudden. And so did Celine. “When are you coming bac
It was love Six months later Barcelona, Spain It was around sunset and Minah was at the beach, watching the beautiful waves crashing onto the calm shore. The air was breezy, blowing off the hem of her clothes and her hair which she let untied. It hadn't reached eight hours yet when her plane landed in Spain from the Philippines. After checking in at the hotel while she stayed in Barcelona, she decided to get out of her suite and take a stroll along the place's pride, the white sand beach. She could not stand being in the room all alone. It was calm, however, the silence was quite deafening for her. Six long, lonely months had passed, and yet, Minah felt like the pain, guilt, and agony in her heart didn’t even subside. She left the person who she thought she'll never lose. Angel, Tobias, and her baby… She could still vividly remember how her heart stopped beating when she found out her baby was gone. She was supposed to grieve, and let her tears flow, because as they say, that
Deaths BGC, Taguig The black and brand-new Chevrolet Camaro was parked on the side of the road. The people who attended the funeral dressed in all white turned their heads to the newcomer, especially when the door opened. A pair of feet-wearing elegant and famous Stuart Weitzman high heels emerged from the driver's seat. When a fair-skin woman appeared right before them, a collective whisper from the attendees began to flood the entire place. The woman was wearing a classy midi black dress and an oversized wide-brimmed hat that covered almost half of her face. Aside from her pointed and pretty nose bridge, the only thing that was more apparent was her lips in bright red lipstick. But those people didn’t need to see her whole face to recognize who she was. Minah was holding a bouquet of black roses in her other hand. Her free hand was slid into her pocket. Whispers became much louder this time. some were exchanging glances every time she stepped closer, drawing the distance between
Pregnant Minah heaved out a huge sigh while waiting for the elevator to reach the floor she was going to where her hotel room was. She was checking in at a four-star hotel around Mandaluyong ever since she left the condo unit that Tobias and Nathaniel bought for her. She's got body pain and a slight fever again as she drove back home from the Fuego Building yesterday. It seemed like she'd go down with the flu for real this time for doing a bunch of things at once. She felt dizzy while she bought some medicines at the drugstore she'd dropped by. She had taken some Ibuprofen and Chlorphenamine maleate before she hit the road again. Although her body pain had slightly gotten better, however, she felt physically weak and flabby this time around. By the time she reached the hallway of that certain floor, she immediately saw Nathaniel. He was sitting on the carpeted floor and his back was leaning against the wall of her hotel room. Déjà vu. It felt like she had already encountered the s
Justice Served Tobias stared at his wristwatch, quarter to seven. Was Minah awake already? Had she had breakfast? Was she feeling better now? She didn't let Tan in last night. He was itching to press the passcode of her unit but he knew he had to stop himself from doing so. Barging in right now might piss her off again. They needed to talk over it because he had so many things to explain to her. Shortly after, he finally decided to get into her unit when he was beginning to suspect that maybe she wasn't there anymore. He tried to track her down using his phone but the result was she was still in her room. Tobias transferred to their unit, replaying the footage last night. His heart ached when he watched the confrontation she had with Nathaniel. A few minutes passed after Minah told them to leave her off, and she went back to her unit. She finally appeared on the screen, all dressed up, and was holding a suitcase in her hand. She was talking to someone over the phone but their co
Vengeance Nathaniel clenched his jaw. Minah was provoking him to pull the trigger, he knew. The woman’s voice was harsh, cold, and icy; they matched the mean expression on her color-drained face. If Nathaniel didn't know her for a long time, he'd have believed every word her mouth spat. That she lacked conscience and mercy and had zero remorse for all the crimes she committed. But he knew her through and through. He knew that she was only torturing every bit of herself at this very moment. He could see how pale she looked now that she was bare-faced. He knew she was trying so hard to hide the pain and havoc in her heart but she couldn’t hide the agony in her eyes. She was weak, desolated, and scared, yet she still managed to look like a woman with an indomitable spirit. Minah experienced nothing but betrayal these past few weeks, and as heartless as Nathaniel thought he was, he needed to add more to her suffering. But Jesus! He felt sick knowing that he was causing this woman a
Nathaniel Cassandra was now taken into custody. Sitting on a gang chair across from Mrs. Dub was Minah who was silent 'till now. She may dislike the idea of being in the same space with Tobias, but when Angel clung to her and begged her to come with them, she had no choice but to get into his car. They took her to the hospital for medico-legal and to conduct a general checkup as well. Tobias was not speaking a word, too. But even then, Minah could tell that he was putting blame on himself. He was probably thinking right now that he was such an irresponsible parent for not being able to tend to Angel. She wanted to comfort him, thinking that she was able to hit him back in the pool. But she refrained from doing so. She was in no position to do that. They were not a married couple—not even friends. In Tobias’ eyes, she was his enemy. The nurse came in and informed them that Angel had to be brought into a CT scan room immediately. Tobias glanced at her, with Angel sleeping on his sh
The Hero Minah was clutching the pouch that was sitting on her lap way too hard as if she could gather the air she'd be needing later on there. A taunting smile was still plastered across Vincent's lips while his eyes remained focused on her. Ava on the other hand was giving her an “I-told-you-you-can’t-mess-with-us-bitch” glare, seemingly proud about what her brother was doing to her. Isabel seemed bewildered, for sure she didn't have a clue about Vincent's plan at all. Neither did Juan Miguel and Margaux. They had no idea about what lay behind her calm state at the moment. “Vincent, what does Damara mean? Can anyone here explain to us what’s happening?” Margaux asked. When she got no replies from anybody, the old woman stared at her, confused. “Hija, I don't quite follow.” Minah took her time rising to her feet even though itchiness slowly began to crawl all over her body. It was only a matter of minutes before the rashes became visible, that soon, she'll have a hard time brea