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Asha Natalia Imperial, a painter and a photographer. She stopped believing in love because of the betrayal that she received from her loved ones before, so she built a wall in her heart. Ace Key Damian is so persistent to be the key for Asha to open her heart again. So, when he met her, he did everything to make her happy. Asha slowly finds Ace as the perfect subject in her life again. But, what happens when Ace breaks her trust again? What happens when Ace did the one thing Asha told him not to do...cheat on him. Will they have a happy ending or will it become just a memory of the past?
"Come on! Why did you turn it off?" Anessa, my best friend, rolled her eyes as soon as I turned off the music in her phone that's playing on the speaker.
Usually, I wouldn't mind her and her choice of songs because there are moments that we both like the same music, but of course, there are also times when I hate her choice of music. And, this is probably the time of the month that I hate the song she was playing. Well, I used to love it, but a certain person made me hate it.
"I am listening to it!" She pursed her lips as she picked up her phone on the side shelves and started browsing it for a new song that would match my taste as of the moment.
"It's because you put the songs on repeat mode and I know you did it on purpose." I clicked my tongue. I am pretty sure that she is teasing me and probably reminding me of someone that I want to forget. Why is she my friend again? Sometimes, I like to question why.
"The song is so beautiful," she said teasingly. "Are you missing someone?"
I rolled my eyes. "That's an old song. I don't know why you are only listening to that song now."
I sighed and turned my back on her to pick up the magazines on the table. I put them back on the shelf then started wiping the lens of my camera. I had a full schedule a while ago that I only have time now to clean and fix my studio
Anessa was sitting on the couch, browsing her phone, instead of helping me. Oh! What a friend.
"You really have to move on, Asha," she sighed as she looked at me. Yes, I am aware of that but how could I move on when she kept on reminding me of the things that I am trying to forget.
If only she's not my best friend...tch! I have thrown her already at the bottom of the sea. Instead of comforting me, she's teasing me. Well I deserve it. She was right. It's been years...but I am still stuck.
"Just go away! Don't you have pictorials for your models?"
"Yes. Yes." She nodded as she checked her watch. "It'll be in an hour.
Anyway..." She stood up and pulled her bag on the rack. "I'll be back later."
"You're not welcome, so it's okay if you're not back." I joked while I continued wiping the lens of my camera.
She pursed her lips and showed me her middle finger. "I'll bring food. Wait for me!"
I ignored her. I heard the door open and shut after she left my studio. It was only when she was gone that I managed to sit on the couch and take a rest. I am so freaking tired, but I just don't want to show it to her. Well, even though I am tired...I enjoyed what I am doing so I don't have any regrets.
I spend another hour just lying on the couch and thinking of the next concept or theme for our photoshoot. I have collaborated with a fashion company and we are thinking of what kind of photographs we will be doing this time.
I went back to work after resting. It's already enough for me since I have a lot of things to do. I continued arranging my lenses, then I went back to developing the photos for my client. I had done some birthday photoshoots a while ago.
I edited some of the pictures. While waiting for the printed photos, I grabbed some snacks from my fridge. I only have cheese and some salad that I had left yesterday.
This two-storey building is my home and at the same time my gallery and studio. On the second floor is my unit and then on the ground floor...I have two rooms which are first for pictorials, my studio to be specific, then the other one is like my office. On the second floor, there's also two rooms...one for my gallery which includes all the photographs I had collected and some where those photographs of mine that won internationally and locally. It's a bit of a museum and I also put some photographs of my friends in there.
I bought this building years ago and had it made into my dream studio. Luckily, I succeeded. Aneesa, on the other hand, is one of my freelance photographers since she is really under a contract with a company. As for me, I decided to be independent as I don't like having someone to boss me around. I like my space and my time. With this, I am the one who fixes my schedule and I work when I want to.
Although, Anessa's contract will end next month and I think she will now join me in my studio.
Photography has always been my passion since I was a kid. But, I started with painting...drawing...then when I mastered those skills...I decided to go to photography...and now I have been doing it and will continue to do it. I just love capturing raw moments of people. It makes me happy, knowing that even though the world is cruel...people still know how to smile.
It's nice to see them happy. Photographs are memories, too. And, sometimes they are the only proof that we once had that someone in our life. When they're gone, it's their picture with us that would remind us how beautiful the memories we shared together.
I couldn't help but reminisce when my eyes suddenly fell on the picture frame on the side shelf. I was smiling in the picture with Anessa on my left and our friend who turned into a stranger now. She caused me so much pain that I wanted to throw this photograph, but I chose not to. She was my friend...and like to think that she's in heaven so that I would not hate her much.
After hours, I finished the deadlines I have to meet for tomorrow. I checked my schedules for tomorrow and until next week. It's fully-booked. Gosh! I will surely not work the week after next. I deserve a vacation!
But, who would have thought something will happen in this vacation?
Asha Natalia Imperial, a painter and a photographer. She stopped believing in love because of the betrayal that she received from her loved ones before, so she built a wall in her heart. Ace Key Damian is so persistent to be the key for Asha to open her heart again. So, when he met her, he did everything to make her happy. Asha slowly finds Ace as the perfect subject in her life again. But, what happens when Ace breaks her trust again? What happens when Ace did the one thing Asha told him not to do...cheat on him. Will they have a happy ending or will it become just a memory of the past?
Vladimir Fear, a vampire who hides in the shadow of humans, met Cassandra who knows his secret. In return, Cassandra asked him to become her boyfriend until all her bottles of dreams come true. Slowly, Vlad realized Cassandra isn't what she thought to be. In the midst of discovering her identity, what will Vlad do when he finds out he was part of her secret?
Dra. Zee Katie Liu Zamora finally meets the man she's been waiting for but in critical condition. As she tries to save him, memories kept flashing back. Will she be able to find the right playlist to tune or will she repeat the same playlist again?
In the previous life, Maggie Johnson was so cowardly, gullible and stupid that she was coaxed by her fiance and stepsister and then broke her legs and lost everything including her fortune, love and even life. However, she was so lucky that she was reborn in the year before everything happened. Since her life restarted, how could she repeat a previous tragedy? Therefore, in this life, she took the opportunity to improve herself and take revenge on the ones who had ever insulted her. Facing the people who had humiliated her previously, she became smart and experienced to break their frames and tricks that had caused her to hurt in the previous life. Finally, no one could stop her pace to amaze the world any more.
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?