Celebrity Light 소설 & 이야기

“Sure.” Realizing that Zayn was not putting up a fight, Julius teased, “Mr. Larson, does that mean you’re actually acquainted with Annabelle then? I’m not talking about any old D-Lister Annabelle. I’m talking about Annabelle Laking—singer, actress, variety show star. I’m talking about one of the biggest celebrities of our time.” Apparently, Julius had taken Zayn for a fool. Zayn looked him in the eye as he assured coolly, “Nonsense, who else would it be? What other Annabelle did you think I was referring to?”

The scene was obviously same people, different party. I kept my eyesight as keen as possible and somehow the lights were actually on my side. Marlon’s party was purposely dim with lots of glowing stuff that we almost looked like we are on Star Wars or something. This party, in terms of the lighting, at least have a decent amount of light, almost bright enough to instantly recognize the person standing right in front of you.

"What a turn of events, Miss Hayes, who was expected to be the next Owner in the past, has fallen victim to a traitor. Jason Hayes must be disappointed in you as of now." "Who are you? I am not familiar with your face," asks Selina. "It is to be expected, I go by the name of Light. Only the owner and administrators know about my existence." Selina hesitates, "I still have time… You can’t target me before the countdown reaches zero. You should know that." "The countdown rule was made for normal targets and assassins like Miss Hayes. We are not under any obligation to wait for the countdown, especially for traitors like yourself."

I breathed out steadying my mind, “venue shots, outside shots, entrance shots, head shots, décor, prestigious guests, celebrities, influencers, hosts uh...” “Drama,” he added. I shut my eyes. Dang it, the most important and I almost forgot. He flipped to the second card, “main celebrities?” “Robin Ryder. Manager, billionaire, business man. Wife died 3 years ago. 6 years ago he adopted two gold mines, 2 boys, Chris and Justin Star Ryder. Chris Ryder, movie star, 180 million followers on I*******m, men’s activists, coca cola ambassador, and…Britney’s boyfriend.”

It hurt so badly that I broke out in cold sweat and pulled myself into a fetal position, shivering hard under my blankets. I thought of getting something to drink and got up, carelessly making my way downstairs to the kitchen. The lights in the living room weren't turned on. However, I caught sight of a dark figure sitting on the couch in the darkness. It was Leonard. He sat on the couch without moving a muscle. He was holding a cigarette between his fingers, the faint glow flickering in the dark. I didn't dare to make a sound and thought of retreating as quietly as possible. "Since you're already up, you might as well come over."

I shook my head, inhaled deeply, and said, "Let's head out." Elliott gave a subtle nod, casually slung his arm around me, and we made our way into the villa. I never crossed paths with Calvin after that day. ... A year later, at the Reynolds' gala, I accidentally heard about Calvin's fate. "Did you hear? The Porters in Cascade City are done for." "Which Porters? Oh, you mean Calvin, the one who had a taste of fame, went under, and tried to rise again?" "Exactly. Rumor has it his company's cash flow is dead in the water, he's swamped with debt, and now he's probably homeless."

I replied calmly, "Got it." Darren paused, clearly caught off guard. Then, he found his words again. "The eighteenth of next month is a day blessed by the Moon Goddess. That's the day for our big ceremony." There was an unusual softness in his voice, something I had not heard from him before. Before I could even respond, a sultry moan crackled through the phone. It was Betty. They were together, even as he talked to me. A dull ache spread through the wolf inside me. With the pain, tears started to spill over.

"Mr. Lloyd, I'd like to work for your company." "I'll come ready with my full commitment, and two of Eric's key clients. Is that enough? I can bring more if needed." A deep voice answered. "What do you want in return?" "I have no home and not a single penny to my name." "Alright. Come to my place."

Nate, who was the flower boy, trailed behind Henry with a small bouquet in hand. From my seat in the crowd, I saw the look of bliss on Emma's face, and I felt happy for her. The lights dimmed, and the spotlights focused on the newly married couple. Stuart sat beside me. Henry's law firm conducted business with the company, and Stuart had been invited as a VIP guest. He was acting somewhat differently today. He seemed a bit restless. Observing the happy couple, I couldn't resist remarking with a sigh, "Emma looks so happy!"

Isabella POV "You look absolutely stunning, señora Martínez." Lora, the head maid, gushed. It was time to attend the celebration party at Justin's company though the wedding was orchestrated, but it had to appear authentic to the media. I was merely playing a role in Justin's crafted illusions. As I gazed at my reflection in the mirrors, I admired the way the light makeup enhanced my light brown eyes. My dress for the party accentuated my figure with a perfect fit; the fabric was incredibly soft and luxurious with a gold subtle shimmer.