Femme Fatales (Ghost of the Past)

Chapter 5

Three black limousines arrived in front of the convention centre. At the front, Elara exited the car followed silently by Mia. The paparazzi went insane at the sight of them.

The once Academy Winner Actress, Elara Winter. She was reported to leave the filming world due to exhaustion of acting.

No wonder people were screaming her name at the top of their lungs. The second limousine stopped. The door opened to reveal Karla and Diana. The crowd was too focused on Elara until they didn't notice the other two Femme Fatales slipping right under their noses.

Violet felt her heart drumming against her chest. Fear started to consume her as their limousine went closer to the red carpet. Then, a familiar hand wrapped around hers. She turned to see Laura with a comforting smile. "It's gonna be fine."

Laura opened the door on her own. Violet felt threatened as a thousand camera flashes attacked her eyes. She felt like getting back into the car but the firm but supportive grip of her sister's hand around her wrist prevented her from running away.

Violet kept her eyes ahead, avoiding any flash and interviewer. Different from her sister, Laura held her chin high. She strutted the red carpet proud and tall. Attention has become her daily meals.

Laura Rivera. One of the highest paid models in the world. Some people called her Venus but none knew she was Falcon.

Violet felt small walking by her sister's side. Laura didn't potray the image of power like Elara but the image of grace. If Elara walked like a queen, her sister was seen like a fallen angel.

All of them managed to enter the hall. They started to go their separate ways. Diana's eyes scanned the crowd, finding Michelle Brooke, the Minister. Then, she noticed the woman heading towards her table alongside her bodyguards.

Diana walked towards her, completely blocking the Minister from her path. "Excuse me?" Michelle wasn't surprised but slightly annoyed. "I don't have time for small talks." She wanted to usher Diana away but Diana already played her cards.

"Well, what a shame. I would love to have a conversation with you. From afar, I thought you are the reincarnation of Cleopatra. So, I would love to know who is this lovely lady stealing the spotlight from everybody." It wasn't Diana's words or her angelic voice that captured the Minister's attention.

It was her eyes. Anybody who stared into those aqua green eyes more than 10 seconds would drown completely. Diana would absolutely made no attempt to save them.

Michelle fake coughed for a second. "You okay there?" Diana looked at her with concern in her eyes and again the Minister was strucked. A flush coloured the tops of her cheeks.

Karla watched her friend did her job flawlessly from afar. Diana was just distracting the Minister so Femme Fatales had time to scout the building before the event started. Karla felt the presence of another teammate standing next to her but ignored it completely.

"How did she do that?" Laura asked. "Do what? Flirt?" Karla glanced at her. "No. Make people pay attention to her like only both of them exist in the room. Last time I checked, the Minister is completely straight and yet.." Laura pointed at Diana and Michelle.

"She's squirming under Diana's gaze like it's too hot in here." Laura said like she didn't believe the scene happening in front of her. "It is hot in here." Karla said as she winked at Laura. The model just rolled her eyes at Karla's weak attempt to flirt with her.

They stayed in silence for a moment before Karla continued talking. "Diana knows all of the weak spots. She knows that person's vulnerability the moment she laid her eyes on them. Tempting people is too easy for someone like her."

"Did she ever use her charm on you?" Karla looked at Laura weirdly. "She has no reason to." Karla glanced at her watch. "That's it. Time's up." She put away her wine glass. "What?" Laura questioned.

"Diana has her time limit before she turns someone completely gay. The last thing I would want is for the Minister to fall head over heels for my bestie and support LGBTQ." Karla winked at Laura before walking towards Diana and saved her bestie.

Diana felt an arm wrapped around her waist. "Minister Brooke." Karla appeared by her side. Michelle noticed the arm. "Your girlfriend?" That question was aimed at Diana. Karla didn't miss the disappointed look in Michelle's eyes.

Diana threw her head back. A melodious laughter erupted from her lips. "My bestfriend. Yes, Karla. What is it?" Diana turned to face Karla. "The event is starting." Diana simply nodded.

"Have a good night, Minister. Hopefully we meet again." Diana and Karla excused themselves. Diana was alerted that the Minister's eyes followed her but she dismissed it. A sign that she wasn't interested.

"Stop it, Di.." Karla growled a little. "What?" Diana flustered her eyelashes at Karla. "Stop making people question their sexuality." Diana burst into laughter. "That's my job. How am I supposed to stop?" Karla sighed in deeply as she dragged Diana towards their table.