A woman dressed in expensive clothing entered the dressing room uninvited. Only two women are inside, the one she's looking for is nowhere to be seen. Evy Casimero, that's her name. The twenty-five years old rising star under Park Films. The fact that Victoria and Milinda is just ignoring her presence as if she doesn't matter makes Evy's blood boil in anger.
Note: To anyone who's curious about what Evy looks like, just search for Han Hyo-joo, she's the one playing for the this role.
"Where's the woman dancing on the center stage earlier?". Evy spoke, finally catching the two other women's attention.
Aside for answering her question, Victoria answered her by asking another question. "Why?". She said.
"It's none of your concern". Evy replied while rolling her eyes.
"My friend's whereabouts is none of your concern either". Victoria spoke.
Evy chuckled, "I believe you have no clue who you're talking to". She told Victoria.
"Who you are doesn't matter. You're here for the same reason as everybody else". Victoria walk closer to Evy.
"This is not the first time a woman like you burst into our dressing room just because their man couldn't get their eyes off Devon Ross". She told her.
"I suggest you get the hell out of here, because you won't get the reaction you expect from her". Evy couldn't believe that someone had the audacity to speak to her like that.
"Dealing with angry and jealous women like you is just one of her habits". With that, Evy stormed out of their dressing room.
But to her surprise, Evy saw the woman she's looking for. Devon Ross. She is talking with the celebrant, Park Seojoon. All her plan of humiliating Devon quickly disappeared, she couldn't do drama infront of her own boss, so she thought of confronting her after they finished talking.
Devon's Point of View
After our stage performance, I got informed that the celebrant would like to meet and have a word with me. And of course, I have to wear a small cloth that matches with my outfit. I can't just meet people and let them see my face or even recognize who I am. Only Taehyung knows who I am outside this club, only he knows how I really look like without all the wigs, makeups, contact lenses, and accessories.
"Here she is, Devon Ross, Vlepo's pride". The owner of the club introduced her as soon as she got closer to the two men.
"Park Seojoon". He reach out his hands for me to shake, which I did.
"Pleasure to meet you, Sir Park". I told him.
"Call me by my name, no need for any formalities". Seojoon spoke.
"I'll be taking my leave, I have other guest to greet". Changwook said before walking away, leaving Devon and Seojoon sitting across each other.
"The performance earlier was spectacular. You never failed impressing your guests". Seojoon told her while taking a sip of his champagne.
"Glad to know, Seojoon. Putting a great performance on your birthday celebration is the least thing I could do". Devon replied.
"There's another thing you could do for me". He said.
"And what could that be?". She questioned.
"Park Films is working on another erotic movie. Is there a chance that you'll agree on doing a cameo? You just need to dance like how you did earlier, and the management will pay $1000 for that". Seojoon explained.
"What do you say, Devon?". He asked.
"Offer accepted". She agreed.
"That's what I'm talking about". Seojoon spoke with a huge grin plastered on his face.
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It was finally time for Rosvilinda to go home. The party is still going, Vlepo is paid for the whole night after all. But she received a message from her younger brother saying that Nabi is suffering from high fever that doesn't seem to lower anytime soon that's why she asked to go home early and thankfully the management was kind enough to agree.
While walking, somebody from behind spoke, "Public transportation are quite rare at this hour, why not let me drive you home, Nabi?". A man said.
Rosvilinda didn't need to turn around to see who the person is, because she knows the voice all too well. Plus, she got called by the same name she gave his daughter, the nickname only he calls her.
"Don't worry, walking won't hurt". She told him.
"Fine. Walking you home won't hurt either". He replied.
Rosvilinda remained silent as they walk side by side together. She didn't know what to say. She's afraid to let out all her feelings on him.
"How have you been, Nabi?". He said.
"Awful. But still living and surviving". Rosvilinda told him.
"Ever since we coincidentally met at the beach few days ago. I honestly can't get the little girl out of my head. Please be honest with me this time because I knew you lied to me that day. What's her... name?".
A sigh left Rosvilinda's lips, she knew this time she had to say the truth. The man deserves to know his own child.
"Nabi Ralston... Jeon". She answered his question.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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In The Night
Fanfiction"What makes you think you'll break my heart? It's already broken before you could even enter my life". A story where a womanizer found himself trying his best to fix a scarred woman who wants to be loved but is frighten for its consequences.
