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THE PRESIDENT'S ACTRESS

WARNING: Contains mature content. The moment I went out of my car, putting my shades on, a palace in front of me is what I am excited about. A place only invited people can get in. I approached the elevator and willingly let my guards stay on the ground floor so that I can have a little privacy. How could I say that? I am not drunk anymore. Am I? But... Why does the president look for me? Is he a fan of mine? It doesn't make sense when he asked me that this was a private meeting and just between us? Maybe he has a project for me right? I must not think of things about him! Damn it Get yourself together Eve! He won't do anything bad to me, he's a president. As soon as I see the way to his office, his guards were standing beside those huge doors and a personal guard of his gave me company up to the location. "She's here." I assumed that he called the president and told him that I am outside his doors. Not long enough the doors opened by his secretary and it felt like a slow-motion seeing his back turning around my way. I could see his eyes moving slowly as if he's very soft but intimidating as he postures his body and fixes his necktie. "Wow," I mumbled subconsciously. He then asked his secretary to leave just by his hand gesture which made me more uncomfortable. "Wow?" With confusion in his eyes, he asked while smirking. Hey Eve gets to your senses you can't do this right now! "I meant your uhm. I finally met you that's why.." I pleaded to myself not to stutter. Oh please no. "So, what am I here for?" I asked him directly so I could finish things quickly. He didn't even blink when he asked those words "Be my first lady."

Rurushen · Urban
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21 Chs

The Present Day Of Everyone's Favorite Actress

***3 YEARS LATER****

Bruises

Insults,

Pain,

Discrimination,

Wounds,

Losing toes nails,

Sleepless nights,

And tears,

Have I existed?

I have encountered so many troubles during my training year. I was good at dancing and singing, but my acting skills were looking a bit exaggerated. And so because of that, I practiced so much and suffered so much. It was all worth it because I won't have everything I have now if it weren't because of my struggles and my manager.

I can now say that I have everything as a role model.

I have the looks, talent in singing, dancing, acting, painting, and writing. That's so much for a talent! Well, I'm also kind and forgiving. I don't hold grudges because I think that would stop my growth, and if that happens, I will always have that heavy heart and not deserving to have a happy soul. I guess that's just how I look at things, how about you?

I have so much workload. Mostly, I get 5 takes, 3 commercials, and 2 shows on the same day! Gosh, if you know how tired I was.

I also experienced some terrifying scenes!

There was a time when I was in the dressing room and a fan of mine walked in, not knowing by my guards.

When he saw me, he was stunned! and then he walked slowly towards me, we were still staring at each other and I looked at him with confusion in my eyes. When I noticed that he was not staff, I quickly stood up and was about to say something but no words came out of my mouth. My mouth was just forming an 'O'. He ran quickly towards me with enjoyment and I was still standing with my wrapped hands. "Hello! I'm a huge fan!" He said excitedly stomping his feet. I was loading and my mind was thinking of what to say, if I should tell him to go out and that's it was inappropriate or should I tell him that I could sign the autograph, take us a picture, and keep it as a secret? My thoughts were fighting and didn't know what to say!

Luckily, my manager came in and saw us! it was a miracle, he saved me from my fight! He then asked the man what was he doing here and that he was not allowed to enter the room. He argued with my manager that I was the one who called him! What a freak! I mean he's a fan but, what he's doing could get me into trouble. He's the one putting me into these situations. So I guess he was just obsessed with me and doesn't care about my reputation.

"Did you ask for him?" My manager asked.

Now in this situation again! My fan quickly answered yes but my manager won't buy it and kept on looking at me in which my fan also looked at me, convincingly.

*Heavy sighs*

"Nope," I said coldly and came. back to what I was doing.

"Security! come now someone's got it!" My manager called for security and the man in front of us, panicked and grabbed a knife.

I stood up.

"Don't come near me! Don't let them in! I didn't do anything I just wanted an autograph!" He screamed, looking paranoid.

We were frightened but we stayed calm so things won't get worse.

We distanced ourselves but, as soon as the securities came in, he ran towards my manager and stabbed him on his belly.

It was not a huge cut so he survived and you know that saying? "Bad people get to live longer." Just kidding! he's a nice man and very understanding towards me. He would always teach me things about his this industry works and how should I interact with people that I don't like and don't like me. Yes, you heard that right. There are a lot of people that don't like me in the industry. Especially those seniors, those who are well-known artists and got a lot of fans. I can't blame them, I know that I am someone you can jealous of. Just kidding! Again!

Now let's go back to my fan.

We were still terrified when we come to remember that happened. But, my manager just couldn't leave me and make someone manage me. I'm his treasure, he could get a lot of money from me. He said that it happens all the time, the threats, bashers, and anti-people. We all have those so, he won't be quitting because of it. He's brave too and that's what I liked about him. That's also one of the reasons why he encouraged me, considering that the first day we met was I am in a very bad mood and it shows on my face, but he still approached me. People who could do that to me are rare.

Speaking of that day, I also remembered the waited who flirted with me, where is he right now? I was also amazed by the courage of that guy, and every time I remember him, I always laugh! Well, he is a playboy though.

Now that we are talking about guys, I remember him.

There's no way I could forget him and what he did to me. But if I see him personally, I won't get mad and I already forgave him. I've moved on. However, the pain he caused scarred me. Maybe I could talk to him and shout the words I haven't told him. But that ain't right. He might think that I'm still in love with him if I do that. Besides, I don't know where to find him. I don't know where he lives, what Is his course, and who is his girlfriend, if.... he has a girlfriend.

Come on I've moved on thousand years ago!

I shouldn't think of him anymore.

He might be the same jerk.

Thankfully, I've got lots of things to do and don't have the time to think of him. Just when... I'm not busy. It's just that I like to think of the past and how are those people have hurt me.

It's fun and hectic being an actress yet when I see people happy when they see me, I liked it! I couldn't resist the feeling so, I continue to do what I love to do.