Rachel The Celebrity’s Hidden Wife Chapter 6
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🔸 Rachel The Celebrity’s Hidden Wife:
🔸(Our Lives Behind Closed Doors)🔸
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Seconds ticked into minutes, minutes ticked into hours and so the day went by in a blur, before we knew it, it’s 6pm already.
“Time to close!!” Fatima shouted.
“If you weren’t a shareholder in my cafe, I wouldn’t let you come here with this loudness of yours” I told her.
“Then I’m happy to be a shareholder” she winked at me and I shook my head.
I looked around, all my staffs have left and there’s no customer coming in. I reached for my handbag and headed towards the door, with Fatima jumping excitedly behind -she’s a crazy fan of Duncan’s songs.
“Please promise me you won’t turn my closet upsidedown” I begged her.
“I can’t make any promises” she replied and laughed evilly.
I mentally facepalm myself as I could already imagine her rampaging through my closet, I could see all my clothes flying in different directions…I shuddered and gibbered quietly.
“Where’s your driver?” she asked, referring to Mike.
“He’s not my driver” I answered.
She rolled her eyes and mimicked me.
“And I think he should be with his fiancee by now”
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“He’s not here just when I need him to be a driver”
I couldn’t help but laughed at her expression.
“You should blame your bad luck for that” I told her. “Let’s hail a cab”
“Of course, that’s the only way” she pipped in.
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“Fatima, I don’t think wearing heavy makeup is necessary”
“Of course, it is” she replied.
“But…”
“Shut up” she cut me off. “We’re doing this to catch your husband’s attention, you wouldn’t like it if he’s staring at some other girl while you’re also there”
I mentally rolled my eyes, as if he’s not being fooling around with other girls.
“Just don’t make it too heavy, I might sweat later” I told her.
“Sit still and shut up” she scolded me.
It’s been almost two hours since we came back, and Fatima has been trying different dresses on me until she found the one she like.
A knock sounded from the door, we both turned our heads towards it and saw Mrs Jackson walking in with a small box.
“What’s that?” I asked her.
“I don’t know, but it has your name on it” she answered.
She dropped it on my dresser and opened it, there’s a blue dress and a pair of matching shoe inside.
This must be the dress he asked me about this morning.
Fatima quickly picked it up and we all gasped.
“You must wear this” she said.
“But I’m already wearing something else”
Fatima gave me a ‘you mean this?’ look as her eyes trailed down my body.
What I’m wearing is not bad, it’s a crop top and a blue boyfriend jean which is very convenient since we’re going to concert. I don’t understand why Duncan would buy a dress and want me to attend his concert in it.
“You’re wearing this!” Fatima said with finality in her tone.
“Fine” I don’t wanna argue. “But I’m not gonna wear those heels, I’m going with sneakers”
“Whatever!” she replied and giggled.
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Fatima and I were like hundred feet away from the arena, ok, that’s an exaggeration but we’re pretty far from the arena and we could already hear screams of excitement.
Paparazzi and reporters are parading the place, I guess many of them are inside the arena too.
I quickly checked my phone to see if we came late, and indeed we’re late but just by a few minutes.
“Let’s hurry up!” Fatima said impatiently, she grabbed my hand and increased her pace as we approached the arena.
Soon, we’re already in and we’ve made ourselves comfortable in our seats at the VIP section. From the VIP section, I could see the whole place and it’s totally jam-packed with fans.
Duncan hasn’t come out yet, but they’re already screaming out their lungs, they must really love him and his music a lot.
Suddenly the volume of their screams increased by hundred folds, some of them also began blowing their whistles and even Fatima that was sitting next to me, grabbed my arm very tightly and released a very loud scream.
“I can’t believe I’m seeing him on stage!!” she shouted.
Her statement had my head turning towards the stage, and I swear I gulped at the jaw dropping sight that beheld me.
Duncan’s standing on stage, dressed in a designer black leather jacket, black leather pants and a hat with a pair of black boots. He’s the perfect definition of a bad boy right now.
“Hello Los Angeles!” he said which increased the screams again.
How can they scream so loudly? Do they have elastic band in their throats?
“How y’all doin’ tonight?!” he asked.
Series of ‘fine’ echoed all over the place as his fans went crazier than before, I winced but smiled because I understand this is their way of showing him their love and support.
He nodded and sent a kiss to everyone.
“Tonight, I’m gonna be singing every song in my first ever album”
His fans cheered him on.
“Let’s get on with it” he said.
His fans shouted ‘yeah’ ‘yay’ and so on, then they finally calm down for Duncan to sing.
♪♪Do you have a dream♪♪
♪♪You better hold on to it… ♪♪
My mind couldn’t help but take me back to the old days, when Duncan just started his music career, he had only hundred fans or so. How he got over 500 million fans is like a dream.
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I was pulled out of my trance when I heard whistles and continuous cheers, then I looked back to the stage and saw Duncan clapping with a very wide grin.
“Those songs are dedicated to someone very close to me” he said.
Does he know I’m here? If yes, did he know I’m sitting here? Can he see me? As if to answer my question, his eyes glanced my away but only for a split second that I thought it’s just my imagination.
“I wanna tell you all a secret!” he said.
Everywhere was instantly silent, no more hooting and cheering as everyone was eager to hear his secret.
My fingers suddenly went cold, my heart started beating fast for no reason and I couldn’t help but tap my feet on the ground -I guess I’m also eager to hear what he wanna say.
“I’ve been hearing news every day, the paparazzi and reporters told everyone I’m a playboy” he paused and laughed. “Well, that’s not true, that’s a big lie. Do I look like a playboy to you?” he asked the audience.
“Nooooo!!” Everyone shouted.
I winced as some group of girls behind us wouldn’t stop screaming no, they were jumping and laughing loudly.
“Alright, the truth is…” he trailed off and waited for everyone to settle down again. “…I am just a normal guy, I’m also in love with someone, I’m madly in love with her and she’s my soulmate…”
My stomach churned in excitement, I felt my cheeks flaming up as I blushed real hard and I quickly covered my cheeks with my hands.
“.. she’s the love of my life, we’ve been through thick and thin together…”
I couldn’t help but think back to those old days, when Duncan and I still lived in that abandoned house, when Duncan and I were newly weds.
“… she’s my wife. I have always been a married man!” he raised his left hand and flaunted his ring finger, showing everyone his wedding ring.
I was expecting his fans to be heartbroken, but these crazy girls did the opposite, started jumping excitedly and screaming happily.
I looked at him to continue his words, but he only glanced my way briefly and shook his head.
“But I’m not gonna say her name” he smiled and glanced my way again.
What? Wait, that’s all? Is this the so-called important announcement he wanted to make? He’s not gonna tell everyone who he’s married to? Is he ashamed of being married to me?
“Let’s go, Fatima”
“Huh? It’s not over yet, he just announced to everyone that he’s married, aren’t you moved?” she whispered.
“It’s kinda stuffy in here, let’s go somewhere I can get fresh air” I said and grabbed her hand, then pulled her with me.
“Where are we going then?” she shouted above the noise.
“A karaoke!” I replied.
TO Be Continued
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