I went to Amanda’s photoshoot with tons of paper bags on my hand. She made me carry her entire wardrobe when she could tell Garzon to carry it for her. I was obviously enslaved by her but I don’t care if that means that I could have her designer’s items.
“Bea, put all my old wardrobe in the trash or you could have them,” she commanded me while her make-up artist is busy with her face.
My ears flicked hearing what she said and my eyes twinkled looking around. There were tons of designer’s clothes, shoes, and bags.
“All? As in everything?” I made sure and she nodded. “Including the shoes?” She nodded again. “And the bags?”
She grabbed her empty tumbler and threw it at me. “Yes! Just take them all or else I’m going to kill you. You are getting in my nerves.”
I immediately brought out a garbage bag and gently put her dresses inside. I have an
“Serra,” he called making me look in his direction.The moment my eyes fixed on him I heard a click. I smiled at him and it was followed by continuous clicks.“Hey stop. I’m not good at candid,” I said laughing.“Yes, you are.” He smiled handing me my phone.I liked it when he smiles. He was smiling the entire time and for sure it will end very soon.“Thanks.” I slid my phone back into my pocket. “It would have been better if we have Gugu with us,” I blurted.I scowled when I remembered Gugu. I faced him with a bitter face. His lips contorted because of my reaction.“Fine, let’s go back.” He hastened to pull me to him and locked his hands on my waist.I placed my palms on his toned chest and stared at him dead on the face. He was holding me extra tight and I don’t like it, it gave me a bad feeling.“We are going down like a me
"It was you... it was just you." I snickered.She leaned her back to the chair that resembled a majesty's throne. She crossed her legs and looked down on me. Our position, her sitting on a throne and me kneeling before her, signifies our social status. She wore a pair of shoes sprinkled with diamonds and I polish those shoes. She wore an elegeant red dress and I was fated to clean it. She's an impress and I am a mere peasant."Why are you doing this? What do you get by doing this?" I cried out but I know she doesn't care even if I will loss my voice, even if I cry blood, because if she does, she wouldn't have done this in the first place."Nothing... I get nothing by doing this to you. You're just a waste of time..." She twirled her knife around her fingers.I was filled with hope to hear what she said."Spare me and I won't waste your precious time." Stars of hope kindled all over me.She crossed her legs and grinned devilishly at me. "But
SERRA“So, you mean that demon wasn’t after you but the portrait? Why?” Gugu asked George.“I trapped a group of selfish and powerful umbras inside the portrait. Devouring them could make that demon as twice as powerful as it is now.” He tightened his fingers around his paint brush. He was shivering and barely created a straight line. He was like a kid learning back the basics using his right hand.“Why would you even trap them when you can burn them to ashes?”I shook my head but was too late. Gugu doesn’t know George story. I forbid her to tag along since she’s still a soul, she might end up getting devoured. We brought her here because George refused to meet any of us. I noticed that he looked up to Gugu and I was right. He let us in when we said that Gugu wanted to talk to him. I haven’t thought Gugu would brought it up. I didn’t warn her either since I don’t have the right to dis
I ran out of the room and head at the end of the hallway.“Serra, what are you doing?” Amanda ran after me.I sprinted in a zigzag way knocking on each door from left to right alternately not missing a door. After I reached the opposite end of the hallway the door of some of the occupied rooms opened, room 667, 672, 673, and 676.“What’s going on?” Xyrus swung his towel over his shoulder. He was wearing nothing besides his boxers.“Hot, hot, hot!” Amanda whispered poking my sides and watching him over my shoulder. “Just look how the grains of water slid on his defined abs and v-line,” she added tugging the hem of my shirt.“I was in the middle of my vlog.” A girl with shoulder length hair stepped out of room 673. She blew on her newly polished nails.“OMG! Are you the owner of Doro’s Thing Channel?!” Amanda ran toward her and looking at her nails with c
I slowly opened my eyes and a radiant light forced my eyes close. The light was bright enough that I have to blink multiple times to take it in my stride. Amidst the blinding light bedazzled brighter than the light was her smile. She was standing there looking back at me beaming the prettiest smile that sparkled up to her eyes. Behind that sweet smile was her bidding goodbye.I gasped. “Gugu!”“I’m here!” Gugu panicked and appeared in front of me.I gazed at her and for some seconds she glitched like car’s blinkers. I lunged at her seizing her for a hug. For split seconds I was able to touch.“Woah! Did you just touch me? Another upgrade?” Gugu twirled her excitement. “Do it again! Do it again!” she told me hopping.I did it again but my grasp passed through her washing away her excitement.“Trial card?” She lowered her head turned around and passed through the wall.
SERRAWhen I went out of the room, the door of room 667 opened, there went out Kate. I waved my hand at her smiling.“Good morning!” I greeted high-strung.“Good morning,” she greeted back in a low voice not throwing me a glance. “I’ll go ahead, Serra, I’m going to be late in my photoshoot.” She promptly turned her back at me and walked fast toward the elevator.I hastened my pace walking after her. “Hold it, please.”She busied herself on her phone leaving me dumbfounded when the elevator shut close right in front of me. She obviously intended ignoring me.“What is wrong with her?” Gugu’s face turned grumpy.I turned around and head toward the other elevator at the opposite end of the hallway. I don’t remember doing something the upset her.“That is how fame change a person.” A low baritone voice sounded in front of us.I til
“Gugu, can I ask you a favor?”“Sure!” She smiled at me after taking a big bite on her sandwich that I made myself.“Can you watch Amara the entire day? I have a feeling that someone will harm her.” I brought my index finger on my mouth and bit my nail. My heart is racing since I received that vision.“Does it have to do with your vision the other day?” She stuffed the last piece of sandwich in her mouth.I nodded and glanced at Amara who was approaching in our direction with Mandy. She waved her hands at me from the distance. I waved back and I couldn’t help looking at her bulgy tummy. It’s getting more visible in the eyes with her tight shirt choking it.“Why don’t you tell Grip about it?” She was looking at Amara.“I’m afraid that he might end up reaping the baby instead of helping.” I looked away.I know Grip. He’s not allowed to
I went back to our table and their were three strangers, girl students, mockingly looking at my girls.“Of course it’s alright for you to get attracted with a twenty-nine years old hottie since you were attracted to that old Murray. Like how old was he? Forty? Fifty?” The girl at the middle flipped her hair and laughed with her friends.“Eavesdropping? Are your lives that boring for you to listen to someone else’s conversation and meddle?” Amara stood up looking at the girl straight in the eyes.“Look who’s talking? Are you poorer than rats that you threw yourself at one of the Collins, get pregnant, and get rid of him right after? Poor Bruce brainwashed by a golddigger.” The girl on the left pushed Amara’s chest. “You should be expelled for getting yourself pregnant without a husband,” she added and was about to push Amara again.“Lay your hands on her and you’re de