Les Plaisir is a collection of smut stories that are made by the author herself. This contains explicit scenes that may not be suitable for all readers. It may also contain violence and other things that could trigger some of your shts. You have bee...
Flashes of cameras greeted me as I walk in the midst of the red carpet. Bakas sa mga mata nila ang pagkamangha sa suot ko at sa maganda kong tindig. I smirked as I waved my hands on my fans who were yelling my name. Tonight is one of the biggest awards night that any actress or actor could get in the showbiz industry. I am sure na ako ang mananalo. I won't go home without the award in my hand.
"The winner of tonight's award show for best artist of the year is..."
"Hey, Miss Vianishia Calantha what's with the long face?" someone asks cutting my train of thoughts.
I rolled my eyes then fixed the position of my sunglasses. Pinagpatuloy ko lang ang pagnguso at pagbabasa ng men's magazine. Tsk. My hands are almost ripping the paper as I remembered what happened last night in the award's night.
"Tungkol pa rin ba 'to sa kagabi? Award lang 'yun?! Mag move on ka na!" Sabi nung gaga.
Nagpanting ang tenga ko at halos mapunit na ng tuluyan ang magazine na hawak ko. Kinuyom ko ang kamao ko at tinapon sa mukha niya ang magazine.
"Anong Award lang? Huh? How could you say that?! Don't you know how much effort I spent just to get the award? Huh?! Sumagot ka!" I yelled as I removed my sunglasses and then stomped it on the floor—breaking it into pieces then I glared at this poor btch ass who dared to insult me in front of my face.
"H-hey, chill. I was just kidding," sabi nito na halatang may tono ng pagkabahala. Of course, why wouldn't she? I'm the living princess of hell in showbiz because of my attitude. She should be crying right now.
"You're fired. Get the fvck out of my sight," I said nonchalantly while I'm sipping my cold iced tea and stood up so that I could breath without that btch.
"Hmm, such a fiesty tigress. That's why no one likes you," a familiar voice said in front of me. It's very familiar that it made my anger fueled up more. I let out a nasty fake laugh.
"Oh if it isn't the devil himself is not speaking. I doubt that, asshole cuz you're here wagging your tail in front of me," I spat as I met his gaze. Tumawa lang ang gago at inayos ang sunglasses niya.
"Move your ass, jerk. You're on my way, award stealer." Akmang itutulak ko na siya nang hawakan niya ang braso ko. Oh this man really wants a show.
