"What?" Adriel spluttered. Zeth called for one of the sales attendants to bring out the clothes that the supposed model was about to fit. "Wait, are you serious, sir?" she warily asked. "I'm serious," Zeth nonchalantly said. "You have the same height as the model." He then slowly looked at Adriel's body from top to bottom, Adriel gulping when his gaze stayed longer on her chest area. “And it seems like you also have similar body measurements with her." Adriel looked down at the ground and bit her lips. “But, sir. I'm not qualified to try on these outfits. Maybe, I should just call a proxy model so she can be the one to temporarily replace our main model." Zeth shook his head. "I've already thought about that. And it would take up more time. I have a meeting in the afternoon, and it's already nearing 10 o'clock. This is the best option that we have." After he said that, the clothes were brought out by the sales attendant. "Here are the items, sir," she bowed her head before leavi
Zeth internally cursed in the back of his mind. He thought he was strong—strong enough to resist the hold that Adriel had on him. But, turns out, he was wrong. Even after all these years, he still can't deny the attraction that he feels for the woman. But that's all there is to it—attraction, he tried to convince himself. That this is just a mere kiss without any real intention behind it. That he's just pent-up from having to deal with the pressure of the upcoming showcase. And so, he let his inhibitions go, and he let his instincts kick in. Their lips met in a soft kiss—a tender press of soft skin to skin. Adriel's were smooth, sweet, damp, and it tastes just as it did four years ago, maybe even better. Their eyes closed in a slow farewell to each other's gazes. Their senses entirely focused on the stimulation on their lips. Zeth stopped himself from lifting his hand up to cup Adriel's cheeks. To him, that would have been too much. That would have meant that the meaningless kiss he
Adriel took the phone from Zenon’s hand and looked at the picture he was pertaining to. It was a picture of her and Zeth during Mr. Earl Gray’s party. She doesn’t exactly know when it was taken, but it was on her phone nonetheless. Someone must have taken a picture of them when she was drunk. Adriel sternly looked at Zenon and sighed. “What did I tell you about using my phone, Zenon? I told you not to snoop around and to just play games.”Zenon guiltily looked down on the ground. “I just wanted to see pictures, mommy. Then I saw someone who looks like me. Is it my daddy?” he innocently asked.Adriel closed her eyes to calm herself down. She knew that she shouldn’t get angry with Zenon for merely wanting to satiate his curiosity. However, at the same time, she doesn’t know how to respond to her son. “Mommy?” Zenon went closer to her and held onto her hand. Adriel looked into his wide, sincere eyes, and felt a pang in her chest. Even if he wants to get Zeth out of her mind, she is co
Adriel shook her hands and let out a deep breath. The day that the entire company had been waiting for finally arrived, and Adriel couldn't be more nervous. She doesn't even know why she's such a bundle of nerves considering she's not the biggest stakeholder in the event. Zeth should have been the one who was shaking in his boots, but the handsome man stood calm and strong—as if this was just another ordinary day. Adriel looked at his face and did not see even an ounce of nervousness and tiredness. She knows that he's the one who worked the hardest for the event, and there were times when he wasn't even able to go home because there was just so much to do, and yet he still appeared to be devilishly handsome. Adriel wanted to help him, she really did, but could not afford to because of Zenon. Aside from that, she doesn't think she can handle being stuck in a room with just Zeth after what happened in the fitting room last week. The two of them were currently overseeing how everythin
"What?" Jo spluttered, looking at Adriel with wide eyes. Even Kian and Cedric couldn't believe what Adriel had just said. "Stephanie Molkov?" Kian asked. "The main model who's going to wear the most expensive piece of the entire collection?" Adriel nodded her head. "Yes. I just talked with her manager on the phone, and it seems like they were not able to make it to their flight this morning." "Shit," Cedric cursed under his breath. "Maybe they can still make it just on time for her set. She's not until the last portion of the program, right?" "Yeah," Adriel said in a dejected voice. "But it takes about four hours to get here from Cabo. Besides, the flight they have booked is already set for tomorrow. I'm afraid that they're really not going to make it to the showcase." Jo held onto her temples and shook her head, unbelieving of the news. "Oh god, I knew I should have never booked her. She never really showed up in the rehearsals and even the clothes fitting. I should have known
Adriel got dressed in her first set of clothes, and she was now waiting backstage for her turn. This is actually not that unfamiliar with her because she had been doing some modeling gigs when she was younger. She even experienced walking on a runway for a prestigious brand during her freshmen year of college. It was her way of earning her own money when she was still living in her parents' household. However, she stopped modeling altogether when she gave birth to Zenon, so this moment is still very nerve-wracking to her despite the previous experiences that she already had. "Are you nervous?" she heard someone say from behind her. She turned around to see that it was Cedric. "Oh, hey...yeah," she looked down at the ground. "This is quite new to me." "Don't worry," he gently nudged her shoulder. "You'll do great. I know that you've had some modeling experience when you were younger." Adriel looked at him with wide eyes. "How'd you know that?" "Hmm," he hummed cheekily. "Let's ju
Adriel quickly got dressed in her normal clothes and got ready to go home. She knew that Zenon would be waiting for her back in Daphne's house, so she didn't want to prolong her stay any longer. She quickly slung her bag over her shoulder and got ready to leave when someone suddenly nudged her shoulder. She jolted up in surprise and looked behind to see the culprit. She placed her hand over her heart and playfully glared at Kian. "Frick, you scared me." Kian chuckled. "What are you still doing here? Let's head out to the afterparty," he invited. She looked down at her watch and saw that it was nearing 10 o'clock in the evening. "Umm, I don't think I can attend the party. I have to go home now." Kian frowned. "What? But you're the star of the show! How could you miss the afterparty? I've been bragging all night long that you're my friend. Come and meet some people before you go home." Adriel pursed her lips together. "Why are you in such a rush anyway? Do you have someone waiti
Adriel went into the bathroom to splash her face with some cold water. As she said, she's never really liked violence, and seeing two people fight because of her is just something she never wants to experience again. She closed her eyes and took in deep breaths, calming herself down after the entire ruckus.Once she regained her breathing, she brought out her phone to see what time it was and cursed when she saw that it was already 11 o'clock in the evening."Shit. I told Zenon I'll be home by 10," she whispered. With that, she dialed Daphne's number to reassure her that she was going home soon. She looked at her phone in confusion when she wasn't able to call her, though. It seems like there was no signal in the bathroom, and that's why she hasn't been receiving Daphne's texts too. She went out of the bathroom to see if she had retrieved any signal but to no avail."Calm down, man," Cedric whispered in Zeth's ear when he saw that his friend was ready to pounce on Lance. "There are pl