The night was still young but i already fell asleep while reading some paperworks.

Until a dream takes me into abyss where i always dream about how my parents slayed.  A nightmares that won't make me sleep peacefully at night. 

"K-kenna, run!" My father shouted.

I was still 8 years old back then. I don't know what to do. My hot tears already cascading down to my cheeks. My body trembled in fear while watching my father trying to stand up. That guy with his black suit and a black mask who has same age to my father raised again the gun in his right arm and pointed into my father's leg.
My father shouted in pain and shoed me to run. Run out of them. The guy who shoot my father grinned to me that makes my father cried out of desperation to make me save my own life.
I don't want to run. I want to save them. But who am i fooling? I'm just a 8years old girl who doesn't even know to tie her shoe lace. Looks like the man with a gun in his hands don't care if i can escape or not.

"Looks like your daughter here wants to die with you, Rigor." Said the man with his gun on his hands while grinning mischievously.
Fear and panic appeared on my father's face. He looked at me again pleasing to run and save my life before the man with his gun on his hand change mood and kill me. I don't know how we end up like this. I just woke up in my little room and i already found my self screaming and crying while they ransacking our house.

They forced my mother to open the vault where my father storing some pile of moneys. But my mother refused to open it so they shoot her head without mercy.
I hug my mother's cold body that covered with blood one last time before deciding to stand up and wipe my tears to run. I looked around and saw some men are scattering around. How can i escape if they are watching us? But it looks likes they were focused on my father.

I stare at that man with his gun on his hand who killed my mother and the mastermind of this turmoil. He have a mask, i can't see his whole face but i stared in his eyes. I hope one day, i'll see him again for my blastful vengeance.

I stood up with my knees trembling and tried to run out of this place where i once consider as my comfort zone, but i know this will gonna be my most loathed placed. I covered my ears while running, but it didn't help. I still heard the three consecutive gun shot. My tears pouring again that make my eyes cloudy.  I stumbled because i didn't see clearly the vestibule where i am running. This house i big as mansion, i living in a pampered life. I was born with a golden spoon in my mouth. But i assume this will be the end of my luxurious life.

I wake up while gasping. My face and neck are soaked because of my sweats. My hair scattered on my face. I fixed it and breath in, breath out to make myself calm. I looked outside through my window and find out that the sun are already on its peak. I take a shower and put some clothes before i went outside my room.
After that tremendous tragedy of my life, i still thank god for giving me hope. Because after i got away in that place, i almost bump into a car. Thankfully the driver of that car are very careful in driving. She went out to see me but she was shocked to see me with my bloody shirt, messy hair and my drench face with my tears.

She's old and maybe already in her 50's but she's still driving on her own to do some errand because she doesn't have any relatives to do that for her. Until she decided to help me, to raised me. She didn't ask anything about what happen that day but she did some private investigation about me and my past including what happened the day she met me.

She knows i experience an extreme tragedy in losing my parent so she did her best to take care of me. Until i turn in my 17 years old. That's the second time i lose a mother. She become my mother figure, my guardian, my life saver. She died. But god still have some plans for me. I met Rick Mendoza.

"You're a talent, Kenna. You have remarkably natural beauty. You have a face that every woman will envy of. Why not be my talent and take my offer?" He asked.

"Never in my dreams to be a prostitute or what so ever–selling my body for pleasure and money, Rick."

His eyes widened in shock with his hysterical breathing.

"What the hell are you saying, Kenna!? Ghad! That's not what i mean. Do you think I can put you in a place like that? Kenna, your body is not for something truant. You are a precious gems that need to nurture and handle with care."

"Handle with care my ass." I said with frown. He chuckled and continue what he's saying.
"An actress, Kenna. I want you to be a well-known artist someday. In fact, i can make you the famous actress Kenna with her stunningly beauty and splendid acting. And my dream will come true if you can help me. My dream is you to be the highest paid actress in the industry. Can you do that, Kenna?"

That's the start of my career. Without Rick, i maybe still struggling and torturing myself to work in a minimal wage just to make my life go on. Rick dreams comes true. My life become prosperous again.
But being a famous actress is not easy. Ecstatic fans will gonna dig every part of me even the past i buried years ago. Thanks to Rick he tried his best to covered it. Despite of having a  flashy life, i still have to act the way my fans wanted me to be. I can't just be vulgar and show my angry  side. I can't do what i want. I am a person too with privacy. But i should know from the start that being in this kind of work is stressful and privacy will be out of the choice even an option.
I walked gracefully inside this mall, with a mask and shades. I also wear some shirt that a famous actress won't even dare to wear. A simple white T-shirt with a bit stain and a faded jeans. Maybe fans and basher don't recognize me this way.

My manager, Rick, called me this morning that my scheduled in taping were cancelled because of some essential reasons. So i plan to go to mall without mens tailing around me. I just want to explore freely.

I spotted a diamond ring. I walk towards it. I stare on that diamon ring inside this transparent glass. A saleslady approach me and start to talk and encouraging me to buy it.

"How much is it?" I asked, still my eyes linger on that ring. I noticed how the saleslady look at me from head to toe and back to my head again.

"Uhmm...35,000 ma'am." She hesitantly answered, gone the confident voice earlier when she's sales talking.

35k? Just for a small ring?
I panicked when the saleslady already packing the ring. Shit! Shit!

"Ma'am?"

Damn it. Aside from work pressure, saleslady pressure is one of the hardest thing to overcome especially to introverts. It's a shame if i turn them down especially when they are too invested of me.

I hesitantly get my card on my pouch and give it to her. She left and in a minute she went back with her pity look. What happen?
She gave me back my card and said that my balance in my card is not enough.

I almost want to burry myself in the ground because of embarrassment. Damn! I will call this my unlucky day. I have five cards but i just pick one of them before hurriedly went here. What should i do? I tapped my forehead in a problematic way.

"Can...can i just r-return this--" my words are cut because of the voice behind me.

"I'll pay that for her." Since he is just behind my back, the hot air from his mouth when he talk touch my nape. It's hot but it makes me shiver. He maybe noticed my body trembling. He chuckled after he gave his card to the saleslady.

"You okay? You look like constipated." He said while grinning.

I feel doubled embarrassed today. I want to just run out of this mall and locked myself in my room.

"Stop staring at me. I know i'm handsome but you don't have to stare like you really want to take me home with you."

I blushed. Damn it, Kenna! Triple embarrassed!

I was shocked when he snatch the box of ring i was holding.
"I change my mind. I won't buy this for you. I'll buy this for myself." He said after getting back
his card.

"What the f--" i was about to cuss when he place his index finger on my lips to stop me.

"This mouth of yours are not meant for cussing a words like that. This lips are made for me to kiss but this is not the right time to do that. Let's save it for some other time." He whispered.
I removed his finger pressing my lips and talk back to him.

"What the hell are you talking about! Give me back my ring! I'll pay you tripled the price later!" I tried to snatch it but he is so tall. I am just under his chin. I tried to jump but it didn't help.

"I don't need your money, sweety. If you want it back, a dinner date is a good price for this little ring of yours. See you next time, miss Treveron." He uttered then walk away from me. I just stand here watching his back walking away from me.

He knows me? How? Do i know him?

Days later but we didn't bump to each other again. I really want that ring but that asshole stole it from me. I can pay him back triple.