Beauty Queen

The door revealed the most stunning man the world has ever seen. “Are you okay?” he uttered as he was closing the door of Sofia’s room. “I have been trying to call you on your mobile phone but it seemed you are too preoccupied. Is there something bothering you, Sofia?” He sought answers from the woman who was keeping her silence. Mikael Alonso is the owner of the mansion where Sofia has lived for almost a year. He was the embodiment of Adonis. Handsome and good-looking are understatements to describe the appearance of this man. He was blessed with an amazing height, was well-built, and was bestowed with an outstanding sense of style. With his charm and stunning good looks, everyone would think he was taken straight from a cover of a top male fashion magazine. “Something’s wrong? Were you crying? I heard you shouting downstairs.” He raised his concern again while inching his way towards Sofia who was still in front of her vanity mirror.

Pablo was silent. He remained dumbfounded after receiving the shocking news from his mother. “Estás loco Pablo. Por qué te casarías con una sirvienta?” Pablo’s mother was furious. She had been scolding her only son, calling him crazy for wanting to marry a servant. She also told him that Laura would be deported to the Philippines. “Tonto! Como puedes hacernos esto?” The woman was full of anger. She could not believe that Pablo would do such a foolish thing as proposing marriage to a mere house cleaner. Out of her exasperation, she was shaking her son’s shoulders as if she was trying to get the sense of out him. “Mamá, por qué hiciste eso? That was the woman I love.” Pablo got the courage to speak his mind and asked his mother why she had to report Laura to the Spanish authorities for deportation. “Lunatico!” his mother replied. “You will never see that woman again!” The words were final and Pablo could not do anything about it. It turn

“What are you up to this time, Kael? Clarissa had been bugging her best friend about what secret he was referring to since they left her house. “Why are you so impatient? You will know later.” Mikael was having fun prolonging his best friend’s agony with suspense as they proceeded to his apartment in order for her to find out what it was. “You are so annoying. I regret joining you today.” There was a sense of disgust in Clarissa’s voice. “By the way, I knew you tricked me this morning.” Mikael was surprised. Then he said, “What are you talking about? I never tricked anyone. I am a good boy.” “Don’t play nice. I knew that you got more money from our earnings this morning. I should have gotten more.” Clarissa finally expressed her suspicion. “I did not. Promise. I wouldn’t do such a thing.” Mikael said. “So why were you speaking with that dealer in a hushed tone? Perhaps, you were hiding something from me. I should be earning more, shoul

After a few years, Clarissa grew up to be a beautiful teenager. It seemed like she was blossoming more as she entered into her teen years.She and Mikael remained friends and have been constantly in touch with each other, despite the immense changes in their lifestyle and status.Once in a while, Clarissa would send a message to her good friend, asking how he was, his life in the mansion, and if ever he missed her.In turn, Mikael, who had been living with his biological father and stepmother in a lavish mansion in the metropolis, would always make it a point to call or message Clarissa. They no longer go to the same school as Mikael transferred to a prestigious international school to pursue his studies. Nevertheless, he would visit them in their house even for just once a month, after he would see his own mother, Maria.Mikael’s father had discouraged him from doing such activities often as he was prone to kidnapping. His father was an illustrious

“I can’t believe this is happening, Bamby!”The excitement can be perceived in Clarissa’s voice. She was riding in a white van with Bamby. They were on their way to a beauty salon for a make-over.“Well, sweetheart, this is finally happening. Thanks to your Mama Laura, that she finally gave her permission for you to work as a model. I was a little worried about what her condition was. But I promised her, your work will not interfere with your studies. So, do good in school, okay,” Bamby said.“Of course, I will never break that promise to Mama,” Clarissa responded.“You know what, sweetie? I believe, someday, you would be the country’s top model and beauty queen.” Bamby was enthusiastically giving Clarissa the assurance that she would do well in the modeling industry.“Do you really think I have got what it takes to be one? I’m scared. I don’t know if I could do wha