"And, Miss Belle, this is Zen." I couldn't hide the shock in my eyes when I looked at long hair. My brows creased as I stared at him. His long hair, which I've adored so much, got shorter as it looked, but it was still long. He looks better now than before, and with his new look, his not-so-long wavy hair, added to his charisma.
He cleared his throat. "Yes, Tita, wait lang. Tawag ulit ako." Before he ended the call.
"It's still early, Miss Belle and Zen. You may have your time to introduce each other as we wait."
Long hair nodded. I took a deep breath before looking at Miss Camia and smiling. "Will you excuse me? I need to go to my team," I formally asked. I slightly bowed at Miss Camia and to long hair without looking at him before I went to see Cristy, who had furrowed brows watching me go to her.
"What's that attitude, Belle?" she welcomed me.
"Why didn't you tell me that long hair was here?" I asked her in a low voice. I sat down. Rana put the Velcro on my hair and started doing her thing.
"I thought you knew about it." I closed my eyes out of irritation. I'm still adjusting here and this welcomed me. Just what the hell, right? "I thought he was here to support you. I didn't know." I heard someone pulling a chair. "Kaya pala, he was shocked when he saw me here. I was about to greet him, but his phone rang and he excused himself, and that's when you appeared."
I took a sigh. Rana tapped the side of my lips, so I formed a line on my lips. She continued what she was doing. She was done after giving me black eye liner. She put on red lipstick and guided me to the dressing room, so I didn't know what happened to long hair outside.
I changed to a black corset top, with white long puffed sleeves that would connect later, and wide-legged red pants. I liked how my new Duchess Bootie black Chelsea boots suited my outfit. I wore a robe before I went back to our place, and Sara started on my hair.
They were already preparing the studio, and long hair was out of sight. Cristy was explaining our agenda for today. She said that for today's shoot, it would take a look at Patricia in her fiercer version. Because I've read the script already for the second time, I know what I will do for the shoots. I was calming myself to get ready when I heard the door open and I saw from the reflection in the mirror that long hair was already changed into a red dress shirt and light grey pants. I rolled my eyes and shook my head.
They started with long hair's solo, and as I watched him, I knew somehow that he was doing great.
"Excuse me?" I interfered in the middle of what they were doing. They all stopped and looked at me, even with long hair. "It would be great if you changed his loafers into new ones since Manuel is not that good in the story really," I suggested. I heard Cristy giggled with my suggestions. I will not be Belle Ivory if I don't meddle with them.
They called long hair's stylist, so I continued talking. "The first batch of his shoots is enough." I stood up and went where long hair's room was. My forehead furrowed when I saw a familiar stylist friend of Mom, but I ignored it and looked at the bunch of shoes he had. Long hair went to us, so I gave him the shoes I picked for him. He obediently wore the Grenson Fred V brogue boot in black from his wardrobe, and I went out.
I looked at him when he came back to his place and they started shooting. I rolled my eyes and stood up again. They stopped when I went to long hair and unbutton his upper buttons. I tilted my head and looked at him before he changed to his new style. I went back to my place and they started again.
"Here I thought there was something going on between you and Izen, but you looked okay," Cristy commented with a low voice.
I rolled my eyes and shook my head. "I'm being professional here, Cristy."
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Inexorable Encounter
Roman d'amourAnyone can hate her, and bashers are everywhere. Belle Ivory is known as a real-life kontrabida of the show business. She has this on and off screen's attitude character. Despite of having a very well-known actress mother, a politician brother and f...