Chapter 22 - ENTITLED

The secretary immediately complied and took the camera from the photographer.

Everyone was watching Alyx as he took the memory card on the camera. And broke it with no second thoughts. The shoot that they had worked so hard the entire day was shattered by Alyx yet no one could stop him. He strides to the equipment that was in the middle of the room and takes the cup of coffee that was placed beside the laptop. Again, with no hesitation, he spilled it on the technologies.

"I am giving everyone the chance to re-do everything. Don't make me more disappointed than I am." He said with a cold tone and threw the mug and the camera on the floor.

As soon as he was over ruining everything, he turned his back to leave the stench place. Alyana, who was dazed seeing this type of Alyx she had never seen, woke up. She looked around and found no trace of him in the room. The photographer was about to yell and blame her for this disaster but she had already run after the young CEO.

She couldn't be wrong, he is doing all of this for her submission to him. Because if not, then what else could there be? The only thing that had come to mind was Alyx became obsessed with her and was willing to stoop this low just to have her attention. She will not tolerate this anymore, she will not let him do what he wants. As soon as she saw him, she hastened her pace to catch up to him, she grabbed his arm and dragged him off his feet.

Alyx peered at Alyana's hand holding his arm. He felt irritated with her touch and pulled his arm away from her. He creased his brow staring at her face. He still couldn't believe that he was fooled by her seraphic beauty, he felt like he was played from the beginning of time that he liked her. If not for the incident in the dressing room. He wouldn't find out what's the real color of this woman he once admired.

"Let's talk." Alyana gasped for air as she tried to catch her breath from running from the distance and she's still wearing heels with her outfit.

"Don't touch me," Alyx said with a dark expression when she reached out to touch him again. He felt nausea just being near her. He could still remember her smile when she saw Yanarym getting bombarded by the other women. She was enjoying the scene and was delighted by Yanarym's misfortune and here he thought that she was an angel sent from above.

"Alyx, how many times do I have to tell you to stay away from me?! Why are you still doing this?! If I don't accept your help, you'll get back by ruining me?! Are you crazy?! Trying to impress me by doing a bad boy act?!" She exclaimed on his face.

"Well just dream on, I'll never like you! You're so disgusting! I have enough of you! JUST STAY AWAY FROM ME!" She added with a dramatic tone.

Alyx's lips curled into a grin, but his eyes were devoid of all amusement. The smile made Alyana take a step back instinctively, as she sensed the menacing air he exuded with his dark gaze. "That's good because I don't want to see you either. I don't want to associate with a liar."

"W-what?" When she came back to her senses, Alyx was already gone. She touched her cheeks that were wetted by her own tears. Her knees staggered and she fell to the ground dazing on nowhere.

She had a deep breath feeling her lungs contracting with her heart. She was so scared, perceiving Alyx's sinister eyes at her. Even if he spoke softly, the way he conveyed his message to her was heavy. She felt like she had lost something important that belonged to her. But, what was it?

On a set where everyone was in turmoil because the main star was in a disgruntled state. Alvan was nitpicking anything that would catch his eyes, the crew and co-stars that were surrounding him felt like they were hanging on a very thin thread that could snap any moment. The director and head scriptwriter wasn't able to refute his tantrums and did everything to appease him.

The reason for his crankiness was no other than Yanarym who was not even throwing him a glance. And because the specific scene that they are taping at the moment doesn't need them to be together on one screen. She had lots of excuses to ignore him. Alvan could see that she was deliberately avoiding him, which ignited his anger to boil. He couldn't forget what she told him earlier at the van, the fact that her eyes were gazing at him genuinely upon confessing her true feelings, crushed his pride. He felt like his heart was being gripped so hard that it actually hurt him. He can't let her do this to him! He's Alvan!

'Don't cross the line? Sex if sex? Don't act like lovers?' Alvan scoffed as he recalled some of her words. Clenching his fist, he redirected his eyes gleaming with fire towards her direction.

'Why can't he?! He spent so much effort and money on her! He can do what he wants! No one dared to restrict him! Even his parents or his brother, no one can control him, not even Yanarym! What are you more than his bed warmer?! She's nothing at all! He paid her, he laid her, then she is already his!' Alvan thoughts were raging insults of Yanarym. She should be thankful for him, everything that she's experiencing and gaining was all because of him. Yet, this is how she repays his favor, spurning and disregarding him? He was fuming with madness however, no matter how angry he was, he couldn't confront her.. He was surprised that he was still keeping it all to himself.