The Famous and the Unnoticeable

Rose Asakurza POV


I'm already outside of the pavilion in the hallway when the couple in my front stopped abruptly, making me bump the lady.


"Can't you see there is someone in front of you?" I can tell that her composure was ruined.


"I'm sorry," I halt and bow. I recognize that the lady is Melissa Smith, the top grossing model and the man beside her is Deus Black, the young tycoon.


I sense that she was also studying my outfit just like Sandoval. I felt annoyed but I stayed in my bow and calmed myself. I can kill her within the second without caring who is watching but I set that thought aside.


"What is a filthy girl doing here?" her voice seems annoyed.


"Sweetheart, leave the girl alone," the sweet voice come from Deus to calm Melissa.


"I'm sorry dear, I think she is one of those beneficiary of these charity," her voice suddenly became sweet. From the side of my vision I saw her draw a fake smile. I stay on my bowing position and I bet they didn't saw my whole face as that is my purpose staying in that position.


When they started walking going outside I straightened my body and followed them but I kept a good distance.


When we are already outside of the pavilion it seemed that the limo of Deus hasn't yet arrived. When I saw my service I took my way beside Melissa but making sure I didn't get noticed.


The Maserati drove forward to the end of the red carpet. I walked to the car in the middle of the red carpet, straight body, earning gasps from the people around. When I'm already five meters away, the door opened. I can feel the gaze of other people saying 'why is filthy girl have a Maserati?' or ' why is that filthy girl going to ride in that expensive car?'


When I'm about to go inside I looked back to Melissa and her partner Deus and I notice the wide eyes staring at me even the amused look of Deus.


I smirk.


Is really the beneficiary of this charity event have to ride in expensive car?


Hell no!


I can't erase the smile on my face even when the door closed and started to drive.


"Thanks John," I told my driver. He is one part of my created team.


"You made a scene back there Rose," he said with a sarcastic smile.


"What do you mean?" I asked, narrowing my eyes to him.


"C'mon, you know what I mean," his eyes stay on the road but giving me a different meaning. "Usually, when I pick you, the aura is always unnoticeable, I mean, no one cared if you ride in Mustang or Audi or Cadillac or this Maserati with your rag dress," he sigh. " You just get in without looking back or without walking in the middle of the red carpet like a superstar!" he pressed the word superstar.


"I just walked in that damn carpet because you parked in the end of the carpet!" my tone slightly raised.


"I park in the end of that carpet because I saw your way there," his tone become soft. I sense that he didn't want to argue with me. "I think, you want to show someone that you are not just anybody, right?"


I looked down and nod. I'm so pissed at Melissa. But I didn't make any sound of it.


I glanced outside, when I saw my reflection in the window, I pulled out my wig and let down my long black hair. I also removed my contact lens to reveal my blue eyes.


"I wonder why your cars are all expensive while you live in this shitty apartment," I didn't realize that we are already in the front of my apartment. This man really know how to drive fast.


It's already eleven thirty of the night and I think everyone is already sleeping or inside. This street never had been busy which is why I chose this place. Getting out of an expensive car never became an issue because no one ever sees me getting out.


I sigh. "You know the answer to that, take care of my car, see you tomorrow."


I get out in the car but before I close the door, I looked at John again, " We will have a meeting at nineteen hundred."


I walk in the apartment to the elevator but seeing the status of the elevator, I spin my heels and make the way to the stairs. My unit is in the seventh floor but for me it's not that high to take the stairs.


After I got inside my unit, I washed my hands and took a quick shower. This day was an easy day for me.


Time for work tomorrow.


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Deus Black POV


It's only 3AM but I already got up to take a quick shower.


After the shower, I called my driver to pick me up. Staying late in bed with a woman have never been my habit. I don't know when I'm gonna settle down but I know that I'm not ready yet. I looked at Melissa, she's sleeping in bed soundly. My lips curved to smile, I think she is really tired after our intense moment. She don't know if she want me to stop or continue.


Women. Either they want my money or they want my bed. Since my father died, all the responsibility and fame became mine. It's not easy to become famous, sometimes, I wish I'm just a normal person. Paparazzi is always following me though I'm not an actor or singer. One look at me and they knew I'm Deus Black. I sighed in that thought.


My phone rang and my driver said that he is already outside of this hotel.


I look again to Melissa, I know this is not the last time but I hope it is.


I made my way to the elevator going down. I always admired this hotel, my design, my own.


When I saw my Ferrari 458 Speciale and my driver, I immediately smiled to him. He is one of my trusted employees.


"Miguel, I'm sorry that I called in this hour," I apologize to him. He is like my older brother to me.


"Deus, it's not new to me," he just smiled back at me.


"Well, I want to drive alone," he immediately tossed the key.


"Take care," he turn his back to me approaching the cab. He knew that this will happen.


I silently smiled. When I got inside the car I remember the lady earlier. Melissa called her a 'girl' but I didn't saw her as a girl, she's a lady. When she got in front of us to the Maserati her scent hit me, it's an apple scent. An innocent scent.


I hope I see her again, I just hope. She got my attention even though when she entered in that charity ball and no one notice her but her beauty tells a different story.


----> Picture of Deus Black.

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