..."Cut!" the director shouted followed by applause, Emilia immediately ran up to me with a bottle of water "You have done nothing but left me speechless Demetria, I'm pleasantly surprised," He said, his words making me shy "You are really wonderful today" Emilia added making my head swell up "I love this side of you," Antonio said with a smile "You had no scene today?" I asked him while he shocked his head "I don't have a scene throughout this week, to be honest, I'm just here because somebody dragged me here," he said sulking "It's not a bad idea being here even without having a scene, it's not like you are busy," I said while he frowned "What do you mean, I have a reality show ongoing," he said "To my knowledge, your reality show is on a hold now because of this drama" ..."That was something, huh?" I said suddenly feeling the need to talk about something before he ends up asking about asking me something I can't answer especially regarding his brotherHe nodded instead,
...The restaurant Emilia chooses for us to have lunch is a thirty minutes drive from the set, I had a tiny scene to film and I couldn't wait to get out of there, so far Amber just knows how to get on my nerves, and only the heavens know how long I can tolerant her before I pop off."You like the pasta that much?" Emilia asked getting my attention "No, I'm just relieving stress," I said while she smiled "I hope the company picks a right Manager for you," she said "Right? It's the company that will choose right?" "Deme" I almost spit my food seeing the face of the voice, uninvited he took a sit beside Emilia opposite me "You don't pick up my calls why, it really makes me sad," he said mimicking a sad face before turning into a smirk, "The audacity of men," I said unable to hold in my disgust "What?" he asked his face slowly turning into a frown "It's true that your attitude actually got worst since the accident," he said nodding "Yeah, I know right, I'm trying to get like you,
"Yes she is, did I answer your question now," he said before walking into the VIP section.As I walked through the entrance door, like a demarcation from the rest of the restaurant, I was immediately struck by the opulence of the VIP section. The air was thick with the scent of expensive perfume, and the soft glow of crystal chandeliers filled the room. The staff, dressed in sleek black suits, greeted me with warm smiles and escorted us both to our table.As I took my seat, I couldn't help but admire the lavish decor. The walls were lined with plush velvet curtains, and the floors were adorned with sparkling tiles. The tables were covered with crisp white linens and shimmering silverware, and the chairs were upholstered in buttery leather.I looked around admiring their details to personal space giving each dinner a wall around their table, like a small room for you and your person, Emilia had mentioned that the major dinners here are a mix of celebrities, business tycoons, and high
"Whatever," I said to her not even interested in what she had to say but as I stepped out of her presence, feeling a mixture of panic and dread. The last few weeks had been a nightmare, as I had become the target of constant media scrutiny and rumors. The press had been hounding me for days, ever since those photos surfaced of me out with two different men on completely two different occasions. Despite my protests that I had simply been hanging out with a colleague, and ex-boyfriend the headlines had been brutal, painting me as a promiscuous, two-timing cheater, while the debate whether I'm lying or saying whatever brewed hot, this celebrity life is really something. Even when I didn't want to head ears to Ambers's taunts, I still could see her laughing and pointing fingers at me while thinking she was being slick with it, something was different also. Everywhere I went, people seemed to be looking at me strangely, with expressions ranging from pity to contempt. I couldn't shake the
"We can't be seen together it will only spoil your reputation more but I'm still here to pick you up," Marcus said with a smile, it warmed my heart because it seems that the words I told him pierced his heart and kept him up."Why don't you want to ask for help, With just one word from Mom the media won't mention your name ever," He said with desperate eyes, there must be a reason why Demetria doesn't want help from her parents or in a very bad relationship with them, and I don't know what that is so staying away sounds better to me, I believe a mother can tell the difference in their child, I already feel Marcus is onto me now think more her mother."I heard from your assistant that due to the accident, you forgot some things, is that what you call selective dementia?" He said while I only opened my mouth and dropped them, what I'm I supposed to say to that "It's okay if you don't want to talk about it, but just ask me anything you want to know, I am here to help you, you are no lon
...I woke up to the delightful aroma of freshly cooked food wafting through the air. My senses were immediately aroused, and my stomach growled with hunger. I rubbed my eyes, yawned, and stretched my arms above my head, feeling the stiffness in my muscles slowly dissipate."Oohhh" I yarned The smell was coming from the kitchen, and I could hear the sound of pots and pans clattering as someone was preparing breakfast. This is a first, I can't even give a memory picture of what the kitchen looks like because I rarely use it, I swung my legs out of bed and slipped into my slippers, still feeling a bit groggy from a night of deep sleep.I ironically had the sleep in a while even with the bucket full of problems that I have lying at my back.As I made my way to the kitchen, the smell grew stronger and more tantalizing. I couldn't wait to see what was cooking. When I arrived, I found Emilia in her pajamas, busily stirring something in a pan, as this point she should move in, I can count w
"I can't take you on a proper date for your image for now," he said once we arrived inside.I have no idea exactly what he meant by that but this is more than enough for me, besides this isn't even a real relationship, I had no idea we will be going on dates, to begin with"So this is your personal space, I wonder how many women you've brought here," I said before I realize it I was embarrassed, speaking out my thoughts like that "It's crazy you think of me like that, I never invite people to my home, unless they are family," he said "It's not like it's a bad thing to invite a girl home," I said while he chuckled "You are not wrong, that's why I chose to start with you" I don't know why but it sounds unbelievable coming from him "So why are we here?" I started looking around his living room, which was by the way very luxurious and exquisite just like his physic but you can tell it was a house of a bachelor, although the outside gives off a cozy and homely feel the inside is very m
"What do you plan on doing to the person after you do you want my help?" he asked me after remaining quiet for a while, I mean I wanted to say yes, I don't even know where to start but at the same time dumping my whole responsibilities on a man is not the ideal life I wanted for myself "I want to assume you already started something about it?" he said "Not really," I said awkwardly, the look on his face showed just how disappointed he was "But at least I got to know something though, I just have to take them slowly," I said while he hissed "There is no CCTV footage of that day, I guess he was faster to get it sorted out," he said my mind immediately went to what he was talking about, how come I never thought of that honestly "And as well the CCTV of your last set was also cleaned out as well, so far two calculated moves on you coupled with the numerous ones they are doing with the media, I could get them both fired and locked up if you want," he said while I just stared at him "