The grand spaces of the hotel invited the lungs to expand, to absorb the elegant atmosphere. It is unmistakably wonderful, the moment you set your foot from the lobby, which is illuminated with soft and welcoming light as if it were a ray of sunshine in a gentle blue pastel hue. The hotel's spectacular lights stand out in the hush of deepening azure comes evening to the city, ever lit, ever awake, ever with a pulsing heart, and the city comes alive with music and light.
Everyone was busy socializing and finding networks, however, everyone stops what they are doing the moment she enters the function room of the hotel.
Caliloree caught everyone's attention when she ramped on the red carpet of Melbourne hotel. She walked at the path like a pageant queen wearing a crimson lace Jagged Plunging Neckline Split Long Prom Dress. The dress perfectly emphasized her voluptuous hour-glass body. A body that everyone would die to have for.
Everyone is amazed and captivated by her beauty except for a guy on suit from afar. He did not even throw a glance at her and, it irritates the hell out of her. She is a narcissistic woman who enjoys everyone's admiration for her. She loves it when everyone praises her, it feels like she is a living goddess in the modern time.
Few attendees had drawn an aggravate looks when a displeasing sound of a defective Microphone interferes, it ruffles someone's feather.
"I'm sorry for that displeasing moment," the emcee immediately apologized and bowed his head to please the attendees.
"And now let's welcome our new CEO of Melbourne Production. He had been an outstanding director and retired actor at the age of 33. This gifted and outstanding man is no other than Mr. Perci S. Melbourne," says the emcee for tonight's welcoming event.
He awakens her curiosity, making her unconsciously watch his every step as he slowly ascends to the mini-stage of the hotel room. If she has to define the word drop-dead-gorgeous man, it would be Perci. He is indeed devilishly handsome. He was the kind of handsome that got into anyone's bones, that spoke to their of olden times before he had said a word. He is wearing a face of no ordinary Adonis of Olympus. His manly features will definitely stop you in your tracks.
"His looks are not just a brag."
"Indeed, look at that perfect set of thin almond eyes and seductive brows."
"I wonder what does it feel to lean on his broad shoulder and chiseled chest," says the woman from the other table.
She can hear how those plain-looking girls dreamed about this man. "You boring girls will never get his attention," she murmured. She found the new apple of her eye — this must be her lucky day.
She's about to stand up suddenly a girl wearing the same evening gown appeared.
"Hello. I see you're also here? My dear copycat." Alona looked at Cali with smug on her face.
Alona has always been Caliloree's rival. It all started when they are both trainees on Melbourne Production. Caliloree debuted first, even though she came later than Alona. Cali was Ceci's favorite talent. She's been an inspiration for everyone until the last one and half decades. Due to the refreshing and youth demand of the filming industry, her fame slowly declined. Good thing she can slay the runway, if not; she will no longer exist in this noisy and dirty industry.
She loves acting but there is no more offer for her. Other directors prefer young talents. She had been thinking of a way to have her name be a hot topic again. She will do everything to get back her golden days, and she knows exactly what to do.
"Pardon? If there's a copycat here it's not me," Cali paused for a second to get her pocket mirror. "It's you,” she added as she posed the mirror to
Alona's face.
Her rival's face had turned red, her eyes throw a sharp stare, saying that she had activated her emotional indifference that she could kill and not care one bit. So back off.
Cali wanted to laugh seeing how tantrum-prone her rival is.
Alona took the wine glass from the table next to her then she poured it to Cali.
"How dare yo---" Cali didn't finish her words when she noticed that a few of the visitors around her gasped in disbelief at Alona's behavior. She didn't want to cause a ruckus it would affect her image. She's a notable public figure. Ever since her debut, she's been hiding her negative traits. She knows how to play people's sympathy. She went straight to the lady’s restroom. She gained all the sympathy by wearing a simple solemn face and a little shed of fake tears.
'That girl ruined my night. How am I supposed to flirt that Perci guy?' her mind whispered. She touched her hair, and it feels so sticky. Her evening gown is also dripping with a red wine scent.
"Disgusting!" She murmured in front of the whole-body-size mirror at the lady’s restroom. She was busy wiping her nightgown when a guy wearing a red tuxedo stumbled over her. She almost lost her balance, thanks to his fast response. He held her sexy back to keep her standing.
It's her first time seeing him in an inched away. He is an eye candy! His nose was firm with an arcing profile, the kind that would make any philosopher proud of their profile. His fragrance was as soothing as his touches. With him, Cali felt like floating on cloud nine.
"Don't drool at me. I have no interest in women," says Perci.
It is when she knew that the cloud had vanished. It is so embarrassing for her. It is her first time hearing such words from a man. She felt a hot melted pot behind her ears.
"Now let go of my tuxedo."
A bright idea ignites on her mind. 'Perci, you are my sacrificial lamb.'
He was surprised when Cali closed the gap between them. He's about to scream, but they already caught the attention of the paparazzi.
"Why the hell you kissed me?" He whispered in her ear.
"Bye, lover boy. Thank you for saving me." She also whispered in his ear.
She left him dumbfounded and enraged over a peck of a kiss on his left cheek.
