Chapter 22
“Tell me to shut up and I’ll scream your name,” I sang as I went outside the mansion. It has been days since I started calling this my home, and Cairo’s room as mine too. We’ve been playing this game for almost a week now and I don’t know if it his gestures are genuine or is it part of an act. Well, I don’t know if I can keep up with his game either.
“What’s so good this morning, Señorita Sumeria?” The devil asked while smirking at me. He is wearing his casual wear today and I am glad that he matched his shirt with my white tank top.
“Well, now you just ruined my mood,” I whined. He let out a chuckle and wiggle his brows.
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Cairo’s “Don’t tell me you want to make me do that job again.” I scoffed at Gregory. The idiot did his best to hide his smirk while looking at the ground intently, burning his gaze to the old grasses. “He wants you to do it for him,” he replied. I spit to the ground, aiming it near his well-polished shoes. He let out a sigh and handed fished a hanky on his suit. “He can help you track his daughter.” “Do I look like I need his help?” “He believes that you need it.” I smirk played on my lips as I watch Emilia Lucille walking further away from me and from the dangers I have. I don’t remember anythin
Chapter 24Emilia’s It’s been days since the hot man who visited the Buenavista’s mansion wandered my mind. I don’t know him but he seems very familiar. I don’t know if I have seen him before, but I really hope not. It’s also been days since Cairo is been feeling unwell and uneasy. I don’t know if it’s the search for Lucille that bothered him or something else. We still continued to pretend that everything is okay in front of our families and I don’t know if I can keep up with all the dramas that has been happening. “Do you think she’s still alive Emilia?” my best friend, Andreana asked as she sipped her hot tea. After that hectic engagement party, I have along with the Buenavista’s last night, I decided to cure my hang over by talking to her and her sister.&nbs
CHAPTER 1 Flashing lights welcomed me as I walk towards the stage. My hips were swaying in every step while maintaining my shoulders at rest. I am just glad to be in this spotlight. Everybody is here to watch me. Even the highest paid actor is here almost drooling in my look. I catch his stare. I gave a seductive smile and look at him intently. His eyes were burning and so is my body. But before he can make a move, I took a step back and walk again towards the dressing area.
“What’s my schedule for today, Helene?” I yawned and squinting my eyes shut as the sun rays hit my face. I let out a groan when my assistant didn’t respond. The sun’s already up and here I am, just had a wild night. I remember taking body shots with random strangers. The After Party Show is really amazing. If can live like that forever, I will do it. I can even recall making out with one of my colleagues. Nevertheless, no one will know it. They are all wasted, just like me. And may my dreams be damned for I have nothing but a peaceful slumber. 
“Calm down, okay?” Helene whispered, comforting me. I was still crying. There’s just too much pain. I can’t even utter a word! I am too scared to look at my phone again. Knowing that the message is still there is enough to make my heart swell. How can they know about this? I did everything to hide this, but how? 
It's been week since I've receive the message. And I've already made up my mind to give the digging work to my investigator, who’s also a friend of mine. Meanwhile, I've been busy with my shoots and career. I tried my best not to overthink about the message. But there are times that I am spacing out. "Can Clint do this?" my stylist, Cruella, asked me. She's pouting her lips like she wants to kiss. Her right arm was angled and the back of her palm rested on her chin.&nbs
Chapter 5 Emilia’s Who is she to begin with? She is not a celebrity. She is not a politician. Never became a director!&n
Chapter 6Cairo’s“You can’t make me marry someone, Sullivan.” I smirked and throw a punch to his side. He kneeled on the ground, coughing. Good for him, he deserves it.“But it is stated in his will.”I stretch my neck and crack my knuckles, preparing to give him another blow.How can that man do that to me? He’s now six feet below the ground yet, he can still give me a headache. I thought I was his favorite grandchild?“I am telling the truth, Cairo,” he continued. “Please don’t do this or else-”I cut his words.“Or else? What? You’ll call the cops?” I laughed. Seeing him so pathe