Her Popstar Baby Daddy
Rooh Shaik · Ongoing · 119.3k Words
Introduction
On the other side of the world, Jeon is surrounded by everyone including beautiful girls, alcohol and tasty food but still, he feels alone. He doesn't know the longing and the loneliness he is feeling right now and when he sees people around him with their partners being in love, admiration shining through their eyes for each other. Maybe he is longing for admiration and love!? But he never experienced anything like that with anyone, not even with the girls he tried to date.
Enya and Jeon are longing for something very beautiful and scarce to find. Enya thought she got that scarce love and relationship but now she feels that she never found it, if the love was true and scarce her husband would have never left her and divorced her. Jeon never felt that scarce love with anyone and he longs for that love and partner who will be hard to find and will be able to stay beside him when things get hard.
When one wants to love and be loved, another wants nothing to do with relationships and love. How will destiny make them fall in love? Falling in love be the happy ending of their story? Did Enya and Jeon have to fight for their love or they will easily get their happily ever after!?
Chapter 1
Why are people so dumb! I never understand their obsession with money and love. Yes, love is not a feeling but it's just an obsession" I grumbled under my breath because I can't yell it out loud. If anyone hears me saying that love is an obsession and all then I am going to be homeless.
" Tsk tsk you are again in your world, right? Standing like a bull with horns and a flared nose".
" Will you just shut up and go do your work?" I scowled hearing him
" My work is also to bring you back from your dreamland or as I say hell land where you murder people with your glares and oh by the way you are sending your glares to the bride and the groom, before you lose your luxurious life you better stop sending daggers their way and start doing what you are best yet" He slapped my shoulder as encouragement but it irritated me more.
" If you don't take your dirty paws back from my shoulders then I am gonna chop them off Andre," I said, narrowing my eyes on his hands.
"Sorry Boss, I will be going to my appointed job and see you soon" Andre ran away hiding his paws. I mean hands from me.
Ufff!When am I going to leave this place! If I stay here for one more second, I am going to hurl flames out of my mouth and burn this place down, I just need to cool down for a second and come back. I turned around and went outside on the lawn to take a fresh breath of air away from the fake smiles, fake love, fake emotions and everything which is going on is fake inside. If I start talking about love, emotions, feelings, and marriage then this life is not going to be enough for me. So just stop my banter here.
My body loosens up when it is hit by the fresh air and the smell of the forest. I love spending time alone in the garden or lawn sipping coffee and just staring aimlessly with thousands of thoughts swirling in my head. I crave that but nowadays I am so busy with the preparation of this big fat lavish wedding which is not going to last more than one month.
My peace was ruined by someone yelling so loud behind me making me frown but I didn't turn around to check who it was because I am just not interested and I hate loud people.
"Ah! Jinjja?” (Really)
"Naega meonjeo yogis kkeutnaege haejwo" (Let me finish here first)
"Umm"
"gamsahamnida" (Thank you)
I heard the one-sided conversation and the man who is speaking has a deep voice that struck me and I didn't understand what he said but according to his tone, he seems angry or something! I turned around to get a glimpse of the person but when I turned he was not there anymore.
I don't know what about I feel like I missed something? Ughhh I think I am losing my mind planning this wedding and being in this environment. I should complete all the arrangements and leave here.
" Thank God you are here Enya, I have been looking for you everywhere like crazy and you are here on the lawn zoning in and out". Fifi yelled, panting hard.
" First, breathe and tell me why are you looking for me! Second, I am not zoning in and out. I just came here to get a breath of fresh air".
" Whatever suits you and yeah, we have a problem and you have to quickly get there. We don't have much time ".
I sighed, Fifi can never tell you anything straight. She takes her time.
" Will you please tell me clearly what the problem is? So I can think about how to solve it".
" The singer which the bride arranged to perform today wants to change his mic".
"Why? What happened to the current mic? Is it not working? I have checked it before placing it in the room which we provided for the singer".
" No, it is working fine but he wants a particular mic in a purple color".
"Seriously! " I rolled my eyes at that. The mic is a mic. Who cares about the color? This wedding is giving me migraines. I better wrap this up soon.
"Yes, he is pretty serious about it and he wants it at any cost. Without the purple mic, he doesn't want to start the show and the bride is going nuts and bawling her eyes out".
" ughhh why is she such a drama queen! And what is the big deal and it is just a mic and how can we find the purple mic at this time? I will talk to him. Let's go". I dragged Fifi with me. What does he think about himself! It's just a bloody mic.
When we reached the room which the singer occupied, it was crowded like swamped with people everywhere. Who is he? Is he that famous? I tried to get past them but they were so stubborn that they didn't let me pass them.
"Enya! Enya! Here!" I heard someone yelling my name. I stood on tiptoes and searched for the owner of the voice. My day couldn't get any better than this. I masked my expressions and planted a well-regarded fake smile and went to the bride whose mascara is smudged and is in hysterics. Has she always been like this or today is the exception!
"Please control yourself, Enya, you don't want to go to jail. Just answer them with a smile whatever they say and just nod your head politely and remember about the bathtub you want to buy with the pay from this wedding" I reminded myself of these things, straightened myself, and took a step forward to face the biggest drama queen of the period.
Let's just hope I will get to buy the bathtub.
“Hi, I hope everything is good!” I asked, giving a small smile and seeing the bride’s tear-stained face and the groom's angry face yelling trouble but as an event manager, I have to ask first.
“Nothing is good Enya, we have specially requested you for this performance and you know that this is very special to Angela(Bride) and now it is going to be canceled”. Mr.Smith the groom nodded his head in disappointment. Seriously! Are they going to blame me for this stupidity! I can’t with these people.
“Mr.Smith, I have arranged everything according to your instructions and the small problem which has arrived now is not my fault and you have never requested of me this particular colored mic. I'm sorry but this is not on me,” I replied without wavering and maintaining the same professional smile but internally iam banging my head on the wall on their stupidity.
“It is your responsibility to handle everything and arrange everything according to our requests and we are paying you a hefty amount for your job, not for your mistakes.” the bride sneered on my face making my inner bitch come out.
“Uhhh, Honey I know you are upset but you are being rude to miss Francis”. Mr.Smith corrected his soon-to-be wife and I am grateful for that because if not then I would have pulled bridezilla’s fake hair from her roots.
“As I said no one has mentioned anything about the particular purple color or any color to me so it is not my fault and it is not a big issue. A mic is a mic color is not a big deal”.
“It is a big deal for me and I am very particular about my mic”.
A familiar deep voice with an accent spoke behind me, irritation and impatience clear in his voice. One can tell he is not an English speaker. Does it feel like I have heard it before, maybe some minute before on the lawn?
I turned around to find the owner of the deep voice which makes my lady part skip a beat and makes me gasp with wide eyes and mouth gaping. I have never seen anything this beautiful in my whole life.
“Holyshit!”
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