Red Lips | ✓

Chapter 9

R-18

HAYILAH

BUMABA AKO mula sa taxi na sinakyan ko para makapunta dito sa company ni Dad, na mamanahin ko raw someday. Okay lang naman sa akin, business course ang tinapos ko.

"Good afternoon, miss Mercedes."

"Good afternoon, mam."

"Good afternoon, po."

I just smiles at them when they greeted me. Gumamit ako ng elevator para makapasok na sa office ko. Hindi pa ako halos nakatapak sa loob ng office ko ay may narinig na akong tumatawag sa akin.

"Miss Mercedes! Miss Mercedes!" Nilingon ko kung saan nanggagaling ang naghihingalong boses na iyon. It's from Kloe, my secretary.

"Yes?" I asked her.

She inhales and exhales after that she speaks. "Miss Mercedes, yung model na gagawa ng commercial natin, ang dami raw sinasabi na kung ano-ano. Tsaka, marami raw gusto na hindi naman nila maibigay."

My forehead knotted. "What?" I rolled my eyes. "Take me there, i will talk to this model. And, nasaan sila dad?"

"Yes, Miss Mercedes." She paused. "Nasa meeting po si Mr. Mercedes."

"Okay, let's go to the model." Agad na kumilo si Kloe para may sasakyan na kami papunta sa shooting para sa commercial. De puta naman, e.

NAKARATING KAMI sa lugar ng shooting. I wear my shades, masyadong mainit. May naririnig akong babae na matinis ang boses na sumisigaw. Awtomatikong tumaas ang kilay ko.

"My god! Where's my distilled water?" Saad nito at may tinuro pang isang employee. "You, i told you to get a face towel." May itinuro pa itong isang employee. "You're stupid. I told you, I need my lights."

I breathe in and out and go near them. Binati ako ng mga employee dito. "You." Tinuro ko siya, bakas sa mukha niya ang pagkagulat. "Who are you?" Tanong ko sa kanya.

Her lips parted. "Seriously, you don't know me?"

I raised my eyebrow. "Why, should i know you?"

"So, you're acting like you don't know me." She let out a fake chuckle, and my expressions is still blank. Seryoso ako hindi ko siya kilala. "Gosh, i'm Diana Mendez, i'm a famous model and you don't even know me. Where in the world do you come from?"

I smirk. "I'm from Earth." I answer her. "I don't know you, because I don't even care who are you."

"Bakit? Sino ka ba, ha?" Singhal niya.

I chuckles and took off my glasses. "You know me, already. I'm Nicole Hayilah Luz Malabaño Mercedes, the famous model." Bakas sa mukha niya ang pagkagulat. Well, who wouldn't?

"Y-You're t-the-"

"Hush." And, put my index finger on my lips. "How dare you talk to my employees like that." I paused. "All of the people that is connected to this," i paused and look at her from top to the bottom, "get the hell out of this place, you're fired."

"What?" Gulat na tanong nito.

"You heard me. You're fired." Her jaw clenched. Malakas niyang itinapak ang paa niya sa sahig. As if, naman na may magagawa ang pagiinarte niya.

Bumulong sa akin ang sekretarya ko. "Miss Mercedes, sino na ang gagawa ng commercial?"

I winked at her. "Don't worry. I will do it."

"K-Kayo p-po?"

"Yes." I sighed. "Nasaan ba yung mga damit para sa commercial?"

"Nandun po, miss Mercedes." Dinala nila ako sa dressing room. Pagkarating sa kwarto ay itinuro nila sa akin ang susuotin ko. Marahas akong bumuga ng hangin bago suotin ang damit.