Revenge Of A Mistress

Manila Peninsula Hotel, Makati City

Catarina

"Are you ready madame? The party had started" Maya said, my secretary. I smiled at her.

It's been five years since I left the country, broken and betrayed. But here I am now, wearing a sexy white deep V-neck slit dress that reaches the floor designed with Swarovski crystal. The dress emphasizes my hourglass figure, the slit shows my pearly white rounded thighs.

"Who wouldn't think that I am a mother of a 4-year-old cute child. My Lucas Miguel.

I went out of my Presidential suite with my son carried by my best friend, Johnny.

"Lucas, you behave, okay?" I told my son.

"Yes, mommy. I'm always behaving. Right Daddy John?" Lucas said while looking at Johhny with his cute puppy eyes.

John pecks his nose and kisses his chubby cheeks. I heard my son giggle.

"You're behaving always, my son" Johnny replied. I smile at both of them. His son is always spoiled with Johnny. He got a father from him.

I heard the loud sound from the venue, it was a huge wall decorated with beautiful flowers and expensive designs. What makes the venue classy, is the round staircase and its expensive chandeliers that look like a shimmering diamond.

"Madame, they already here, the Ayala Family and the owner of Jeneva," Maya said. I nod at her and turn towards Johnny and my son.

"Let's go, Johnny, they're already here," I told to Johnny. I saw worried in his eyes. I just smiled at him. He was against my plan to go back to my country. He always advised me to move on and forget what happened to me five years ago.

"Good evening! Ladies and gentlemen" The host said.

"Thank you for your time in joining us in the launching of our new clothing line and partnership with the House of Amara a world-class fashion company and the number one leading brand in the clothing and apparel industry." the host said.

I heard everyone gasp. Then followed by loud applause.

I smiled with the response when they heard my company. Well, everyone knows our products. Even Hollywood stars endorse my brand. I made the right decision to have launched my product here, partnered with the House of Jeneva. I smirked at the familiar name, who made me inspire to do my best.

"And we are blessed tonight because, for the first time, the owner of House of Amara will join us," the host said.

No one knows who I am because Johnny is always attending my meetings, launching, and contract to sign. I just work behind his shadows. Only a few people knew that I am behind the success of the House of Amara.

Then I saw Maya walk towards the host and whisper. I saw the excitement of the host.

"Let's welcome everyone, the woman behind the success of a House of Amara, the Filipino pride in fashion and clothing industry. Miss Catarina Olivia Avellaneda together with her son Lucas Miguel Avellaneda." the host announces.

Then Johnny and I walk down an elegant staircase. I lift my eye and look towards the crowd. I heard her cheer and applause. I look towards my son, who had a smile on his handsome face. My son loves the limelight.

I roamed my eyes towards the audience and found those grey eyes. Those eyes that give shivers and fear on me, five years ago. I saw his shocked eyes. His jaw drops while he shifts his gaze to me and my son. I saw him stand up with disbelief in his eyes. I bitterly smile.

"it's nice to see you again, Mr. Lucho Manuel Ayala," I said in my mind.

I walk towards the stage while ushered by Johnny and the host. I smiled at everyone and wave my hand.

Lucho

I walk towards the entrance of a luxurious hotel to attend a gala of House of Amara, the leading fashion and clothing line worldwide when my phone rang.

I answer the phone without looking at the caller's I.D. I saw a lot of couples from the business world, famous models and celebrities, vloggers. This event is for all wealthy people in the country.

"Son, where are you, the party is about to start?" my mom asks.

"I'm here outside, mom," I replied.

"Okay, please hurry, we're in the front." She replied.

"Okay mom, I'm coming," I said and hang up the call.

I entered the hotel and I was ushered to our table when I told my name to the receptionist and showed my invitation. I walk towards where my family is and I saw the lustful stare of beautiful women at the party. I shake my head.

My face wrinkled when I saw Jeneva, my ex-wife. She smiled wildly and was about to kiss me which I avoided. I saw her frown.

"Stay away from me, whore" I told to her coldly.

I went straight to where my parents are and my younger sister Catalina.

"Finally, you're here, "Catalina said and hugged me. I kissed her on the cheek. I turned towards my mom and dad with huge smiles on their faces.

"I'm sorry if I was late," I said. "It's okay son, at least you're here now," my dad said. I look towards my mom. She smiled. I leaned on her and kissed her on the forehead.

"I saw what you did to your ex-wife, Manuel," My mother said. I look away and sighed.

"I'm sorry mom. She's pissing me off. We've been separated for three years and yet, she's stalking me like a leech" I grumbled.

"She ruined my life" I added. My mother just hugged me.

"You still love Via, brother?" Catalina asked.

"She's the only woman that I will love forever" I replied. I felt a lump in my throat when I remember the woman who loves me more than her life.

"And we are blessed tonight because, for the first time, the owner of House of Amars will join us," the host said.

I saw a waiter serving wine, I called him and ask some wine.

"Gosh, I'm so excited to meet the owner of House of Amara" Catalina exclaimed.

Knowing my sister, she's a fan of the brand, mostly all of her clothes are from House of Amara. I look towards the stage and I saw a beautiful young woman whisper to the host. The host smiled widely.

"Let's welcome everyone, the woman behind the success of a House of Amara, the Filipino pride in fashion and clothing industry. Miss Catarina Olivia Avellaneda together with her son Lucas Miguel Avellaneda." the host announces.

My jaw drops when I heard her name Catarina Olivia Avellaneda, my Via. My heart pounded when I saw a beautiful woman going down the grand staircase. She looks elegant in her white dress, it shows her hourglass. The slit shows her pearly white rounded legs, her former black dark straight hair is now a wavy sparkling amber that frames her beautiful lips.

She looks like a queen going down from her royal staircase. Our eyes meet, those beautiful brown eyes that shine with love towards me, now it dull and emotionless. Beside her is a foreign guy carrying a 4-year-old child with a huge smile in his place. He seems to enjoy the attention he gets from the crowd.

I felt my heart thug and an overwhelming joy while looking at the child.

What's his name again? Lucas Miguel- his name sounds like mine.

"Ohh my god!" Catalina exclaimed. "Is that Via?" She asked with her hands covering her mouth.

"My parents stood up, you idiot!" my father hissed at me.

"You impregnate her?" He added. I saw the rage in his eyes while his gaze shifted towards the child and me.

"Lucho, that child looks like you" my mother exclaimed.

I felt dumbfounded and then realization hit me. You fuck up Luc, you fuck up my mind said.

I can't help myself, tears formed in my eyes. My Via is back, my Love.