Amari's Point of View
As I entered my unit, I immediately called Crisha's number. I don't know what is happening between the two siblings, but I wanted to warn her.
"Fleur?"
Crisha spoke on the other line. I frowned at her hoarse voice but did not bother to ask anymore.
"Crisha, sorry for calling. Did I disturb you?"
I asked Crisha because it was a bit late. After all, I might have disturbed her sleep.
"No, it's fine. Why were you called?"
Crisha asked. I bit my lip and wondered if telling her about her cousin, Klaus, was right.
"Fleur?"
Crisha hollered my name from the other line.
"Crisha, Klaus is from my unit."
I closed my eyes at what I said. There was a part of me that I did not want to tell about it, but I was more worried about Crisha. I know Klaus is a strict cousin. Regarding what he told me, I don't know what could happen if the news that reached Klaus was true.
"Klaus?!"
Crisha's response. And even though she is not in front of me, I can tell she is shocked.
"Yes, your cousin."
There was a moment of silence from the other line. Even though I wanted to ask Crisha about her cousin's suspicions, I didn't do it. I want her to tell me in her own will.
"Why? What did he say? Why is he here? Did he ask you about me?"
From Crisha's unending questions, I can feel the nervousness in her tone.
"Klaus said he followed you here because he heard you were with someone, a man."
The other line went muted again. I need clarification, but still, I don't want to ask Crisha.
"Crisha, is it true?"
I covered my mouth when those words came out. I could not stop myself from asking Crisha. I am worried about her situation. I heard her sigh.
"Yes, it is true, Fleur. I am with my boyfriend. But Klaus does not like him for me, so we make our relationship private."
Crisha confirmed. I closed my eyes tightly and held my breath.
"Crisha, sorry"
I said as I remembered that I had invited Klaus to the Fashion event Crisha planned to attend.
"Why? What's wrong, Fleur?"
I took a deep breath before answering her.
"I did not know that your boyfriend was with you. You told me your senior designers came here with you. I invited Klaus to come to the event tomorrow."
I explained to Crisha. I heard her laugh on the other line before speaking again.
"Hey, it's fine. It is my fault, too. I should have told you the truth right away. I'm sorry that I lied. I am afraid that someone will find out about us. That is why I hide it."
I frowned at what Crisha said.
"No one knows about your relationship?"
I held my forehead as the question that should have only been in my mind came out of my mouth again. I heard Crisha laugh again on the other line.
"Yes, Fleur. You are the first one who knows about it aside from us."
I heard Crisha chuckle. I smiled at what she said. It means a lot to me that she entrusts her secret to me.
"Why is Klaus not in favor of your boyfriend?"
I curiously asked Crisha. Klaus always supports Crisha's decisions. I want to know why he does not bless Crisha and her boyfriend. Crisha is also at the right age. She is no longer young enough to be prohibited from having a boyfriend.
"He is Klaus's best friend."
She answered my question in a low voice. My brows furrowed, and I waited for Crisha to talk again.
"Klaus is afraid that his friend might just play with my feelings because my boyfriend is known as a playboy before."
With Crisha's answer, the crease on my forehead was gone. Now, that is the point. Klaus was still protecting Crisha, even his own best friend.
"Then, I should meet him. I want to make sure that he won't hurt you."
I said with a threatening tone. I heard Crisha laugh on the other line. I knew she knew what I meant.
"Next time, I will introduce him to you, Fleur."
She said that made me smile.
"Anyway, it's getting late, Crisha. We call it a night.
I said to her while looking at the digital clock on my bedside table.
"Thank you, Fleur. I appreciate what you have done. I owe you one."
Crisha reacted.
"You're welcome, Crisha. So, see you tomorrow?"
I said to her,
"See you."
She answered me then I hung up the call.
I held my breath again because of what I found out. It is good that I told Crisha about it because I am sure that something disastrous would happen if Klaus saw them together.
I was busy looking around while waiting for Patrizia, and she said she would introduce me to a famous designer. I am here at an iconic restaurant in New York City. They are known for the amazing steaks they have. I also read in the reviews that this restaurant is a classic dining destination. There were still few people because it was too early.
The event will be happening later. I felt excited to finally show the new designs I have been working on for four months. I could not help but smile, thinking many famous personalities were also there later.
My cell phone vibrated, so I looked at the screen. I lost the joy I felt when I saw the message sender's name. It was Kaizer. He is asking where I am because he wants to see me. I slid to the left of his message and did not bother to compose a reply.
I did not want to ruin my day, so I ignored him. I don't like drama today, but fate is not favoring me when I notice a woman walking her way to me. It was Sachna.
"Well, well, well, look who's here. La Grande Chienne"
I raised my eyebrows at what Sachna said. Me? The great bitch? Look who's talking. I ignored her and distracted myself with the menu the waiter had left earlier.
"So, now you don't recognize me anymore? You're not famous. You're not good either."
The corner of my lips rose at what Sachna said. She sounds furious again. Sachna loves to say those things to me, but I just let it go because I know the truth.
Since then, Sachna has seen me as her rival at the International Fashion Academy because we often compete in design. Sachna is good, but I wonder why she has to bother me all the time.
I will never forget what she did to sabotage me before. But her plans often fail because of the sort of people who tell me and cause Sachna's plans to fail.
But there was a plan of Sachna's that I did not get through that time, which caused my designs to be rejected for being one of the most unique. That award is important to me because it is my first achievement at the Design Academy.
Sachna copied every detail of my design at that time. So there was even an issue about who was cheating on the two of us. Even our judges' international designers were disappointed because of that issue.
"I know you very well. Your personality and the shadiness of your conscience."
I respond to her and smile. Sachna raised her brows at me. She pulled out the chair in front of me and sat there.
"Is that so? Good to hear. You know my character well. Does it mean you can read my mind too?"
I glared at Sachna in response to what she was saying. She loves nonsense things. I don't get why she is wasting her time on me.
"Spare me the drama, Sachna. I don't have time for that."
I said and gave her a bored look. I checked my cell phone. It was a message from Patrizia. She said she would arrive with the person she would introduce to me in a few minutes.
"Yes, my dear, I will spare you the drama now because there is a right time for that, and I will make sure you will not forget that drama."
I looked at her, and she was smiling. I could not help but be nervous about what Sachna said.
The event came to my mind. I hope Sachna does not know that I am participating in that event. I wish she does not know about the event, but that would be impossible since she is also a designer.
"You look pale, Fleur? Are you nervous?"
Sachna teases me.
"Whatever your plan is, I am sure you will not succeed."
I said and tried to hide the fear that I had. I don't want Sachna to celebrate that she was able to make me nervous this time.
"You wish. Let's say it is a surprise for you."
Sachna said, then got up and put on her handbag.
"Let's see what will happen to one of the world's unique designers this time."
She said, then turned her back and walked away. I took a deep breath and dismissed the thoughts beginning to form in my mind. I don't want to be affected by everything Sachna says. Besides, she did not mention the event later, so I should not have anything to worry about.
But should I not worry about it?
Rafael's Point Of View It is already three-thirty in the morning. I have not slept yet. I don't have insomnia, but I couldn't even nap. The Fashion event will happen later, and I should be in my best condition. I should have appropriately slept, but I stared at the ceiling all night. I can't get her face out of my mind, especially her smile–that woman. How she formed her sultry lips into a gorgeous smile in front of that guy she was with, how I wish I were the reason. Her perfectly heart-shaped face, those bloodshot eyes, and those kissable lips that every time I have the opportunity to kiss, I would do it. To this day, I wonder why I can't approach and talk to her. I felt I was constantly losing myself just by looking at her beauty. It was easy for me to approach and talk to women. With just one look and smile, I don't need to do anything because the woman will come to me on their own. I don't know why I feel different every time I see her. All my expert moves regarding women
Rafael's Point of View Cameras continued flashing as I walked to the stage wearing the limited edition of the Harper's Suit and Tie. As I projected myself, I looked ferociously and walked in front of many people. Seeing the smiles on their faces made me reminisce about the moment I first did modeling in my life. Since college, I enjoyed being a model as a hobby, and it soon became my part-time job to earn money. I don't want to depend on my parent's money, so I'm trying to make money while studying. I still remember how I liked modeling then and how I started. There was a time when Hans invited me to his and his group mates' mini-fashion show project. They needed an audience, so as a support to my friend, I helped him find audiences. Of course, I volunteered to become their audience to show him my support even more. Modeling is a cool thing for me; aside from that, the compensation for being a model is also pleasing. Hans mentioned to me the perks that models have. First, the de
Amari's Point of View I was smiling from ear to ear while fixing myself in front of the mirror. I still remember that one of the famous designers wants me to become one of her models. She met me earlier but said she knows I'm good at modeling just from my posture and beauty. Hermione also praised my designs. She even called me the ingenious diva in the design industry. She even asked us to have a collaboration design soon, which made me beam even more. It's rare to meet people like Hermione in the industry; she always gives her full support, especially those just starting, like me. But what made me happier was when she invited me to her exclusive party where well-known personalities and well-established designers would also attend. Patrizia and I were delighted to go here to the event venue. We both giggled whenever we remembered what happened earlier at the restaurant. Even Sachna's warning to me slipped my mind. I just ignored it, too, because it looked like he was trying to
Amari's Point of View I can still see the elevator where that man entered. I could not get out of my mind the thought that he was looking for me. I also feel different whenever I see him. It felt like I had known him for a long time, but I was unsure where or when we met. I know he is the guy I was on the plane with when I was on my way here to New York, and that was recently. But it seemed that I had known him for a long time, but I knew I had seen him for the first time on the plane. "Fleur?" I returned to reality and looked at Patrizia, who had been calling me. "You seemed in deep thought, I've been speaking word for word here, and you're not listening. Who is the lucky person?" Patrizia asked while grinning at me. I frowned at the last thing she said that made her laugh. "Don't tell me Mr. Pervert occupied it?" I was stunned by what she said. I can't deny that Patrizia is right. She knows me so well that even when I think, she can guess it. "Why should I think of him?"
Rafael's Point of View I asked Hans several times, but he did not bother to pay attention to me. I've asked him if he knows someone named Fleur, but the absurd guy smiles at me. I looked at Mira and asked her for help because I knew that when Mira asked, Hans would give his full attention to her. "Hans?" Hans looked up at Mira, and he sighed. He shifted his eyes to me and gave me a death glare. I shrugged my shoulders and grinned at him. I knew he wouldn't be able to ignore Mira. "I don't know any designer named Fleur. But with the models, I am not sure since they were using their screen names most of the time." Hans replied. Hans was right. Models indeed use screen names. Like me, I used Raf as my screen name, but the other models are far from their real names. Others use their real names. "Did you check on the list of names of the event staff?" Hans added, then glanced at Mira. I averted my eyes at Mira, who was busy checking the master list. I suddenly remembered the bra
Amari's Point of View When I got off the service, the VIP Lounge bouncers greeted me. They helped and escorted me inside the Lounge. Some press were trying to get close to me, so I was very grateful to the bouncers who blocked them. "Thank you for your assistance." I said to them when I finally got inside. They smiled and bowed their heads slightly. I looked around to find my purpose here in the VIP Lounge, "Excuse me? Where can I find this guy?" I asked one of the bouncers and showed him Kaizer's picture. "This way, Madam." The bouncer then guided me to the VIP area. We climbed a staircase with only ten steps. When we got to the space, he pointed to where Kaizer was sitting. The corner of my lips raised at what I saw. Kaizer was making out with someone. I saw how he flickered his tongue at the woman. I can hear the loud moans of the woman that you thought no one else could hear and see what they were doing. I slowly walked closer to where Kaizer was. I was only on their sid
Rafael's Point of View After the successful event on the runway, my friends and I went to the VIP Lounge. Hans threw a celebration party, and Mira arranged it. Even though I was not in the mood to go out and have fun, I attended the party. After all, I also thought of just drinking and getting wasted all night. I can't get out of my mind what I saw and heard earlier. My plans got ruined. I had not even started my plan to propose to Fleur to be my date. Is that guy her boyfriend now? I have also seen them several times and am not happy about it. I bitterly smiled. I can't even understand why I feel this way whenever I see them. Am I jealous? I shook my head and laughed a little. No. I am not jealous. First of all, why should I? I opened a beer bottle before me and drank it instantly. "Are you okay, Raf?" I turned to Mira, who was sitting next to me. I smiled at her and nodded. "Of course I am." I answered Mira. But obviously, she did not believe what I said. "Is this still
Amari's Point of View "Do I have to return to Paris to help Attorney David for the case?" I worriedly asked Patrizia. David is Patrizia's college friend, and he is also Patrizia and Auntie Lileth's lawyer. "No, David and I can handle it. But when the case hearing starts, you are needed to be there. So, in the meantime, take a vacation first and relax." Patrizia explained while busy packing her things. She will return to Paris first to deal with the case we will file against Sachna. "Are you going to fix the case or the progress between you?" I teasingly said. Patrizia's face turned red, which made me laugh. "Blushing!" I sneered at Patrizia's blushing face. But she laughed with me, too, while organizing her luggage. "Are you going to confess to David?" Patrizia stopped arranging her things and turned to me. She just smiled and shook her head. I immediately sat beside her when I noticed her eyes turning red. "Oh? I thought you said you would confess to him when you are succe