Love and Fame | Mikha x Fem Reader

CHAPTER THIRTEEN - Gala Night

Third Person's POV

Isa-isa nang dumadating ang mga guests sa Grand Gala. Mga kilalang artista kasama na ang mga business man all over the country. Nakalatag ang mahabang red carpet na napapalibutan ng mga camera at media.

There goes BINI. Wearing those elegant gowns and perfectly styled hair and makeup.

Leading the group was of course the leader, Jhoanna, her confident aura radiating as she walked gracefully. Sinundan siya ni Colet, na parang isang reyna sa kanyang silver gown. Maloi was all smiles, waving softly at the cameras, habang si Gwen ay composed and regal as always. Kasunod nila ay si Aiah, Stacey, at Sheena, each bringing their own charm and elegance.

But Mikha wasn't with them.

She was noticeably absent, and murmurs started circulating.

"Where's Mikha?"

"Hindi ba siya kasama?"

Despite her absence, the girls continued to pose confidently, their team coordination never faltering.

Next, BGYO boys, looking dashing in their sleek, tailored suits. Gelo, JL, Akira, Nate, and Mikki each had their own flair that captivated the cameras

Then, it was Patricio's turn. He was in his serious, professional demeanor was on full display. Wala munang kalokohan this time dahil ayaw niyang ma-expose through social media.

"Patricio, over here!"

"Look to your left!"

He obliged, pausing slightly to give a calculated pose, exuding his signature charm wearing that tailored beige suit and sleek hairstyle.

Outside the venue, nagtipon-tipon ang mga tao, photographers, and fans, waiting for the arrival of more high-profile guests.

A black Mustang Shelby GT-500 stopped right infront of the main entrance.

Dahan-dahang bumukas ang pinto ng kotse, parang nag-slowmo ang lahat. Y/n stepped out of the car, wearing that striking red suit outfit. Her sharp yet effortless elegance was captivating. Walang palya ang mga photographers sa pag-capture ng litrato mula sakanya.

Pero napahinto ang lahat nang may humintong itim na van sa mismong likod ng sasakyan ni Y/n. A woman in red gown stepped out of the vehicle, that caught Y/n's attention.

It was Mikha. Everything about her screamed red, her hair, her floor-length gown that hugged her figure perfectly, her long red gloves, a chic red clutch bag, blood-red lips, and siren eyes that completed her fierce aura.

Y/n walked towards Mikha, "Good evening," she greeted smoothly, her voice calm yet rich with elegance. "You're late, Miss Lim."

Mikha smirked, tilting her head slightly. "Traffic, Miss Ricalde. But you seem to be stealing the show already."

"Not quite," Y/n replied. "Looks like you're here to give me competition."

"Not competition," Mikha said, taking a step closer. "Maybe a partner."

Natigilan ang lahat sa nakikita nila. Their chemistry undeniable. As the two stood side by side.

"Couple goals?"

"Are they dating?"

"Bagay talaga!"

Y/n extended her arm towards Mikha. "Shall we?"

Mikha paused, her brows raising slightly in surprise, but she took Y/n's arm gracefully, allowing her to guide her towards the entrance.

Gentlewoman indeed.