Valentino Twins: Stuck in Between

Chapter 1

"Good afternoon, Miss Irene. Is it true that you and Lester have an intimate relationship?" The inquisitive reporter directed his attention towards the woman, his voice laced with curiosity.

Irene, a woman of grace and poise, let out a gentle sigh that seemed to carry with it a hint of both weariness and contentment. Her lips curled into a soft, sweet smile as she directed her gaze towards the reporter, her eyes sparkling with a subtle warmth.

How frequently should they ask her regarding that gentleman?

As she eloquently responded to the reporter's questions, her eyes radiated a brilliance that surpassed even that of her fellow models. The sight of Irene Rose Ogalino's eyes brings joy to all who behold them, save for those plagued by their own insecurities.

The woman, a renowned supermodel, has captivated audiences not only in Asia but also across the continents of Europe and America. She has gained immense fame for the products she endorses, as they possess the unique ability to captivate consumers and inspire immediate patronage or purchase.

The young woman, aged twenty-one, possessed a grounded nature that was evident in her demeanor, save for the presence of those who harbored ill will towards her.

"No, Lester and I don't have a thing." With a hint of honesty in her voice, she replied, "He is merely my co-worker."

The reporters nodded in tacit agreement, their belief in her response evident in their attentive expressions. Who could possibly resist the captivating allure of her voice, resonating with an undeniable blend of sincerity and tenderness?

For nearly half a decade, she has dedicated herself to honing her craft in this esteemed profession. She understands how to interact with others, smile, and persuade them to believe what she says. She started for this company when she was sixteen and is still at the top at the age of twenty-one.

Irene was acutely aware that her presence in this place was not solely due to the captivating allure of her eyes. She recognizes her potential and refuses to allow her detractors to control her life.

"Miss Irene, what do you think about Lester spreading the word that you two are lovers?" Asked by one of the reporters. Once more, Irene let out a deep sigh, the weight of her emotions palpable in the air.

Her kindness surpasses the scope of this particular question. She harbors a steadfast aversion to entangling herself with any gentleman. How many times will she respond to this question in interviews?

Countless times has she endured the torment of being teased about this particular matter. Her mind wandered, lost in a labyrinth of thoughts.

Once more, her lips curled upward, revealing a radiant smile. There is a certain enchantment in the curve of their lips, a sweet smile that possesses the power to dissolve the hearts of all who are fortunate enough to witness its radiance.

She's an angel that is too good to be true. With each gentle upturn of her lips, a captivating phenomenon unfolds: her two enigmatic eyes, in perfect harmony, mirror the radiance of her smile.

"I'll say it again: I'm not in a relationship with Lester, and I have no intention of dating any of the men I've met." With a deliberate cadence, she placed emphasis on every single word, ensuring that those before her could fully grasp the weight and significance of each syllable.

In the midst of the dazzling limelight, Irene's two co-models find themselves gradually fading into the shadows, their radiance dimmed by their incessant stream of inquiries directed towards her. Exhaustion weighed heavily upon her, her weary body yearning for the solace of her own home, where she could surrender herself to the embrace of slumber.