Saturdays were easily my favorite because most of the time, they were my free days. I get to do my own thing without the fear of being questioned or queried. And today being one, I'd really hoped that I'll be spending it quietly in my house probably sleeping but apparently some other person had a special plan for me. So, here I was, standing in front of a tennis court courtesy of Adrian who by the ways was smiling like he had won a lottery."Hey Kiara, could you hold these for me?" He held out a tennis rack and bag with a crooked smile.I so wish I could wipe that smile off his face. It was annoying after he had practically forced me into coming in the name of work."Come on," he urged with a lopsided smile. "I know you want to kill me but look on the brighter side, Richard is going to be there."Yeah, this was another reason I'd agreed to come. I hadn't seen Richard in a long while because of our ever busy schedule. I let out a sigh and took the bag with the tennis rack from him."Go
I let out an exasperated sigh once I had successfully gotten to the bleachers, sinking low into my seat as if that would shield me from all that embarrassment and it was all thanks to Adrian. He would have just left me alone when I said I didn't want to come."But come to think of it, isn't he supposed to be on a vacation?" I mused.Yeah, of course, he is. Inner Kiara replied. And he's using it well messing with you and there's nothing you can do about it right now. "Hah." I sighed, sinking further into the chair.After a couple of minutes, their laughter subsided and the game started. It was a threesome -two against one. Each played against themselves after teaming up with the other and right about now, it was Ian playing against Richard and Adrian. I must say, he was doing a good job holding his keep.Trust me when I say the game was pretty much interesting and fun- I had a good laugh but somewhere along the line, I got lost, really lost and so I turned to my phone searching for th
"It's only natural that you miss me. You make money off me." Ian commented coolly with a smirk.Damn!! That's some line.Turns out I wasn't the only with that thought, because the next minute Richard oohed while Adrian broke into a fit of a quiet laugh. "Dude, how could you say that?" Max whined, his smile still intact."It's partially the truth." Adrian laughed. "Come sit down.""Shut up." He snapped but went to his seat anyways. A smile made its way to my lips as I watched their interactions. It was cute and it shows that they were pretty close seeing how Max was on a second-name basis with Ian and how he even had a nickname for Richard -I should try that someday. All in all, I watched all of these unfold from the sidelines, my seat. I've never felt so invisible before. "Hey," Kiara. Richard called. "Did you enjoy the game?"Can you see that guys? I'm now visible. Woo-hoo!!I let out a few blinks. "Yeah, of course," I answered. "It was pretty interesting." I smiled. "I'm glad y
We finally got outside to see Ian and Richard talking to a small group of people -it couldn't be that the press had found him. As we got closer, I found out that the person they were talking to seem rather familiar and most definitely not a member of the press. Ian had a calm and polite smile on his face -the one that was reserved for formal occasions. "Oh damn, she's here." Adrian mumbled under his breath. "How did she find him?" "You know her?" I asked, staring at her as she laughed to something Richard had said whilst securing her cap on her head."That's Megan Mckenzie." Max answered, swiftly popping some candies into his mouth. "The newest sensation. She is an actress and also a singer." "Huh?" I looked from him to the said lady. I recognise the name, it was a pretty popular name in the entertainment industry but putting that name and the face together was a bit of a hassle for me and she does looks different from her onscreen personality. "Whoa!!" I awed, staring at her. "Th
Another working week had come to an end and I must say that it was pretty much less busy and less hectic compared to the other weeks. It seemed to me that the A–lister himself had decided to take heed to my advice and actually go on a real vacation. Earlier this week, Ian had requested for a month extension of his break. While I was happy that I'm finally getting a breather from too much work, another part of me dreads the work that needs to be done when he comes back from his vacation. Most of his major project had been postponed till the end of his break. Although, I was pretty sure he'll still accept to do short interviews and meet with prospective producers but none of that was my concern. Right at the moment, I can't afford to be any late for my date with my girlfriends. It feels like forever since we hung out together. We've been so busy with our lives that we so much needed this break."Thank you, sir." I smiled at taxi driver while getting out of the car. I stood in front of
If I was told a couple of years back that I, Kiara Michaelson would step foot on land property worth over 10 million euros owned by a very prestigious actor, I would laugh in the person's face and probably tell them of how good and big their dream and lie was. But, here I was basking in that dream not wanting to wake up.I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding until this moment, a silent gasp escaping me as I waited for the gate to be open and a huge part of me anticipated seeing what was beyond the gate. I knew Ian was rich, very rich but his modest nature had me forgetting who he was and heck, I wanted to see just how modest he was with his property. The gate beeped open and I gladly welcome myself inside but there was no building, only a couple of stairs which I assumed led to the main building. I ascended the stairs which opened to a wide clearing with a neatly mowed lawn on either side of the paved footpath on which I was standing. The right side of the lawn had neat and f
"Wow," I breathed once his mother was out of sight. "So, I got to meet the mother of one of the nation's finest superstars." "Yes?" He answered with a smile. "And she's a rolling ball of energy." He let out a short laugh. "You could say that again."I laughed. "She's elegant and beautiful and friendly."He stared at me for a few seconds before giving a nod. "Thank you." He smiled. I responded with a smile of my own and took my bag to bring out the script for his next project –the reason for the visit when his voice came."I noticed you haven't touched your coffee." I looked from him to the cup of coffee sitting pretty on the table."Ah, yeah." I replied, halting my movement. "I was waiting for it to cool a little bit."He gave a slow nod and proceeded to continue sipping his own coffee but then I discovered something. "And you're drinking plain coffee." I raised my brows at him, gesturing at his near empty cup. "No offense, but how do you do that?" I asked, placing the script on
"Excuse me, Miss Michaelson." One of the director assistant called from behind me. I cringed inwardly at the formality –I could never get used to it. I hiked my bag, smiled and turned around look at her."Yes, how may I help you?""Could you please get Ian on standby, his scene is up next." She said, before giving instruction through some kind of walkie-talkie. "Yeah, sure." I answered. "Thanks." She turned on her heel towards another actor's van. "I'll see you at the set."I nodded, making a noncommittal sound and began my journey towards the dressing room where he currently was after the early morning shootings. Yeah, you heard right. The day had finally come upon us and here we were on the set of After Love. The first script reading had happened about a month ago for which I was absent because of a wedding and the second one happened two weeks ago. I really was enthusiastic about attending the read through but it seem that fate had other plans for me and again I found myself not