Chapter 2: The Flames

Since I tell them about their two days- one night holiday, they become very excited about it.

They immediately drive down to buy what they will need.

"So, what's the plan?" Mon asks everyone.

"Shopping for swimwear, of course!" Stephanie replies.

"We are so privileged to go to that exclusive island, so we have to be prepared!" Chealsy adds.

"And maybe, we can meet James there!" Primrose screams.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" the ladies scream excitedly.

"I really should've killed James when I had a chance!" Jay mumbles.

"What was that?" Sophia asks.

"None of your business!" Jay replies in a cold voice.

"If you wanna buy clothes, I know exactly where to go," Leo says as he drives and stops at a simple shop.

It is just a small room with a glass wall where some pretty dresses are displayed.

"Are you sure it's here?" Camille asks.

"You can stay here and guard the car if you don't believe me!" Leo yells.

Camille shrugs her shoulders and ignores his temper.

They go inside and are welcomed by a familiar face who is wearing a buttondown oversized striped polo with long sleeves rolled to her arms, a white cotton shirt, short denim, and a pair of white rubber shoes.

"Hi, Belle!" the lords greet her and give kisses on her cheek.

"Hi, ladies!" she greets as they nod and wave.

"What brings you here?" she asks, smiling sweetly at everyone.

"We... I mean, they are looking for swimwear!" Jay replies. Belle raises her brow as she looks at him in a playful way.

"Then, you came at the right place!" she exclaims while presenting her place.

"But where are the display?" Chealsy asks as they look around searching for the clothes.

"Please, follow me~," Belle says as she leads them to a narrow portal. She presses a button on the wall. Then, the door opens, welcoming them to another dimension.

"Wow!" the ladies exclaim as their eyes wander around the sophisticated interior design of the place.

"Wow indeed!" the lords agree as they walk to the right corner where the lounge is located.

There are two giant gold-framed sketches of dresses hanged on the wall painted in black. Four black sofas decorated with gold throw pillows are arranged facing the floor to ceiling glass wall overlooking a vast terrain.

The contemporary mirror panel walls give a spatial illusion.

"This place is extraordinary!"

"Thanks! Please--- take your seats, everyone!" Belle says as she hands them a fashion booklet containing beautiful designs.

"Are these your designs?" Stephanie utters in amazement.

"Yeah! Those are samples, so you can choose whatever you like, then we will create it for you. If there are any alterations, feel free to tell them. Meaning... you can have your personalized clothes," she explains.

"Oh! So we can choose and alter the designs to fit us?" Primrose asks in disbelief.

"Whoa! This is an exciting process. Any client can feel like A-listers being dressed by famous designers!" Chealsy adds in awe.

"Well... we want our clients to feel good and be confident while wearing the clothes that we co-created!" Belle says while beaming.

"Oh! This is exciting!" the ladies gush.

"I know right!" Ron agrees, feeling so proud of their friend.

"Uh--- Belle. We do appreciate this, but we don't have time for it. We need them today as our flight will be at midnight," Ben explains.

"Oh! I see!" Belle says.

The ladies look so down as their expectation is crushed.

Belle notices their long faces and thinks for a minute. Then, she claps.

"Aha! I have a brilliant idea!"

"What?!"

"I am holding a fashion show in two weeks! And I want them~"

"No!" Leo strongly disagrees. "If you want them to be part of the fashion show, it's a big NO!"

"I disagree, too! Who else disapproves of this ludicrous idea?" Ben asks. Then, each lord raises their hand.

"What?! That's unfair!" Letizia grunts.

"Who wants to be part of this fantastic idea?!" Letizia asks. All ladies excitedly raise their hands.

"Come on, guys! It's gonna be fun!" Belle convinces.

"Just show us where the goddam swimwears are!" Jay shouts.

"Fine! Don't use swear words in front of me!" Belle says in irritation.

They follow her to the 'Summer Collection' section.

All kinds of swimsuits are on display.

"Belle~ please help them find the most 'suitable' swimwear," Ron says.

"No plunging neckline," Mon suggests.

"No string bikinis!" Ben says.

"And no thongs!" Ron adds.

"Fine! Just get out of here!" Belle yells as she picks swimwear for the ladies.

"I really hate them bossing around!" Camille complains.

"Sorry. I know they're your friends, but this is a bit too much!" Sophia apologizes.

"I really wanna try your creations, Belle. Too bad they don't want us to!" Stephanie stomps her foot as she grumbles.

Belle smiles mischievously.

"You know... I have this collection that I am planning to debut on my fashion show. Who's in?" she entices.

They cover their mouths as they scream in excitement.

"Hey~ I think these will look perfect on you!" Belle says as she winks at them.

They smile from ear to ear.

"Thanks, Belle!" they say as go out from the boutique.

"Who's hungry?" Ben asks. They all agree to eat lunch in a nearby restaurant.

At the mansion...

"Why didn't you join them?" I ask as Jason and I eat our lunch.

"I am not going," he says nonchalantly.

"Too late, dear brother. Your luggage is already being brought to the plane," I say.

He puts down his cutleries harshly making noise as it clashes with the ceramic plate.

"You mean, you took... my clothes... without my permission?" he asks as he breathes to suppress his anger.

"Hate me now, brother. But... someday, you'll realize that I am doing this for your own good!" I say before leaving him.

"Everyone ready?" Mon asks as they ascend the stairs of the private plane.

It's already five minutes before midnight.

"Yeah! Isla del Fuego--- here we come! Whoooooo!" the ladies cheer.

"Eish! This is not a park!" Jay bawls. They keep quiet at once. But, only for a moment.

"Oh, la la!"

"Whoah!"

The ladies blurt out while walking to their seats.

"Is this your family insignia?" Letizia asks as they look at the symbolic emblem imprinted on the floor. Ron nods.

"Anyway... where are Jason and Ben?" Sophia asks.

"It's uncle's first flight on this plane, so mom and uncle Rob gave him the VIP treatment," Mon replies as points at the closed gold and red velvet door bearing their family insignia.

"He's probably pampering himself now!" Jay scoffs.

"How about my boyfriend?!" Letizia asks worriedly.

The Lords point at the cockpit.

"Ben is the co-pilot!"

"No kidding?!" they ask in disbelief.