The Grand Mistress

Hawk was stunned, confused for seconds of the familiarity of the scar. He might not have seen the scar of the young Cat he used to play with as he wasn't there when she was cured by the local doctor but he was very sure the scar was located in the same part of her body—on the left thigh, very close to her intimate part.

"Oh that scar," Simione noticed he was looking intently. "It's my lucky charm…A young boy did that to me…a dear friend of mine…"

Her words only made him stiffened more as he dragged his gray eyes to hers, searing her, asking what the hell was she talking about. Well, he did well comprehend what she was saying but the peculiarity of the similarity of the situation was shocking to the senses if only she was aware of it.

"A boy gave you a heart shaped scar?" That was all he managed to ask. Truth was for a moment Hawk didn't like the way the conversation was moving, very afraid that the thoughts that were running in his mind—immaculately impossible thoughts of mistaken identity were coming to reality. 

"Not intentionally. A bit boyish when I was young, the scar was caused by a spin top my friend was playing with," Simione conveniently replied, making Hawk's knees shake off some feelings that were making him weak. The lust he had been carrying all these times died down and what was left was curses he seethed unspoken inside his breath. 

What the hell was all this?

Simione saw the change of expression that flushed through Hawk's face and realized that his thoughts were out of reach. She didn't dwell much on what was bothering her then, especially that when she looked at the time on the wall clock hanging in the corner, she knew the time was to come. So, even when Hawk was suddenly flushing another aura and left speechless over something she didn't know about, she took the initiative to grab him and kissed him again as she sat back on the table.

She gave him a rather tasteful kiss, something that would probably wake him up from whatever was bothering him but when she heard a series of footsteps coming closer and closer, she took the initiative of unbuttoning his suit and shirt and threw them off on the floor.

***

Feather looked like a lost chick in the middle of a ballerina's dancing. The stage manager around the corner was giving her a cue to stand right back up and continue the performance but she had no more strength to do so. All that she could see was the mockery, disappointment, concealed laughter and disdain the crow before her was flushing at her face.

Seeing all this, she crumbled and shook in despair. She had always feared what people would think of her and seeing how everyone was looking at her with mockery and insulting eyes, it felt like the world had turned its back on her. 

Ever since Han's Scintialliait was taken over by her father, it had never been stable. They had to go through financial predicaments and so their resources went limited. 

Due to this, the Han's Scintillait lost its influence on the elite and they became a laughing stock, specially her father who had a very bad reputation because of her gambling vices. Right when all these started, Feather had never gained the elite's recognition and acknowledgement that she once never felt she belonged to the Devon City's socialites. She did gain recognition from the lower class though because of the fact that she was admitted to Voltaire Ballet Company, however for the elites, this wasn't enough to make her significant to them. 

This was the reason why Feather craved the socialites attention and longed for them to one day envy her which she was able to have when she became the fiancee of Hawk Monsanto. Wearing such a crown, she felt like she was on the top and that every elite in Devon City looked up at her, wishing they were the one's standing at her place.

For months, she had lavished herself with the benefits and advantages of being one but now, it seemed like everything was about to change and she wasn't ready for it.

How could things go this far?

She must not allow it!

She must now allow anyone to steal the golden trophy for her.

Feather who became only more agitated and restless dragged his eyes back to Hawk and the woman he was with. To her surprise though, they weren't anymore in Hawk's theater box! It seemed like the love birds went to some private place.

"God how shameless!" Feather screamed at her lungs without worrying that her current act would only ruin her  petition more.

Feather didn't know why but the first thing that she thought then, instead of dancing to finish her routine, was to find Hawk. of course she can't allow him to be out of her sight right this time. Not when some feisty bith dared to seduce him right in front of her eyes. Does that woman think she was easy to fool and play with? Didn't she know she can do many unspeakable things to any who would dare steal her fiance?

So despite the stage manager's protest, Feather dragged herself out of the stage.

"Miss Han, what are you doing?" The stage manager approached her immediately but she only pushed him away and ran to the corridors. With her costume and ballet dress still on, she went from room to room to find the two. 

"Hawk! Hawk!" Feather was like a madwoman as she shouted his name in the silent hallways. So many things were running in her mind then. What if something already happened to him and that woman? The latter would surely blackmail him and would even pretend to be pregnant to stop their wedding. Or what if she would badmouth her to him especially now that surely her ballerina career would have a major blow because of her fall! She would surely use that to convince Hawk to leave her!

"Hawk! Goddamn where are you!" Feather as she searched fervently. She must stop them no matter what. She would stop them or she might also lose her place being the Monsanto future madam! She had already ruined her ballet career, she cannot let anyone ruin her dreams of becoming Hawk's wife now!

Unbeknownst to the miserable Feather, a group of paid reporters had been following her, recording and documenting her desperate search. Her crying ruined her makeup, especially her mascara, so she really looked like a desperate fool searching everywhere. The live documentation immediately gained millions of views and racked the hell out of Devon City. If the Han's heiress thought her fall was the worst that happened tonight, her foolish desperate search was actually the highlight sponsored by Simione. Her tearjerk ugly face flooded the whole social media sites gaining different reactions and comments. 

The mass took pity on her.

The regular workers in the ballet world and show business who knew how temperamental her tantrums were mocked at her.

As for the elites in Devon City, she became a laughing stock.

"Hawwwwwk!" Feather was screaming his name everywhere until her throat hurt. She searched more until she was joined by a bunch of media men and reporters. They were all tailing her at their back but even when they all went visible in her sight, she could care not about them. Her mind was filled with panic and all that she thought of was to find Hawk immediately before the woman he was with could take advantage of him.

Soon, Feather found herself in front of one of the theater's conference areas. This one was located at the far end and was rarely used because of its small size. Without thinking, she pushed the door right away and jolted miserably at the sight that welcomed her.

In the middle of the well lit room, Hawk was half naked while a woman who was also topless was spread all over the table. Her legs were wrapped tightly at Hawk's waist while the man was busy on something Feather wished she had not seen. 

"Hap!" Feather immediately covered her mouth, surprised at such a carnal scandalous sight but things didn't end there.

Just in seconds, the room was filled with rigid steps of people coming in while the sound of camera clicking successively filled the whole room!

"Is that Hawk Monsanto!"

"It is the President with his mistress!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, Feather Han's desperate search ends in a scandalous turn!" A person doing a live coverage announced and only did Feather became aware of how stupid her act was! 

She should have not allowed anyone to tail on her! Now they can have all the evidence of Hawk's betrayal! 

The kiss earlier in the theater box was easy to deny and conceal but now—everyone was already taking pictures and video on it!

Her wedding had no more salvation!