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RECAP
Praveen is a starry-eyed young groom, dreaming of a fairytale life with his husband. But what happens when the fairytale has no happily ever after? Watch as Praveen deals with the disappointment of his broken dreams. A courageous story of a young boy's struggle in the world that is against him... Can he survive and find true happiness? Destined hearts starts now.
Feel the passion...
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"That is you in the picture?" Antonio gasped, pointing shakily towards the magazine. He quickly rushed to Praveen, grabbing the magazine away from him. "B-but, how? When? Where?"
Praveen shook his head, frowning at the question his husband was asking. "That day when I was locked out in the room, I came out and found that you had already had the shoot. Mr. Lopez felt really bad that he decided to have the shoot. I couldn't turn him down so..."
"But..."
"Oh, stop whining!" Granny chuckled, slapping his hand a bit. His eyes were still glued on that cover. "Praveen, dear, you looked really different."
Praveen sighed, smiling at granny. "I know granny. That's just another part of me that I haven't seen for a really long time. Actually, I used to look like that before I started wearing glasses."
Emilia was really surprised. She went to Praveen and looked at him. "I am so proud of you, Praveen. This is a really high fashion photo."
"Thanks, mother." He nodded. "I am really sorry that I didn't tell you that about the shoot earlier."
"You don't have to apologize." She rested her hand on his shoulder. "It's a shame that my son didn't get to shoot with you. I am proud of the both of you, son but most especially you because you've proved that you can do anything those models can do."
Bruce on the other hand was standing there looking like a constipated monkey. He was burning, mad because of what he had seen. Praveen was his competition, he thought as he clenched his fists, looking straight at Praveen. He wanted to vent out! His body was about to start shaking in anger.
He moved his eyes to Antonio, seeing him looking at the cover like he wanted to rip it made him want to cry. He could tell by the way Antonio looked at that magazine that... anyway, he didn't want to even think about it. Praveen had won against him and he needed to beat him.
Ethan chuckled when he saw the look in Bruce's eyes and he had an idea. "You know, this is really nice considering that it was your first photo shoot. I would say that you've..." He eyed Bruce, giving an evil grin when he saw him frown. "...done a lot compared to some of these models, even Antonio's photo isn't that hot."
They all laughed except for Antonio who was still staring at the magazine, Bruce who was burning in anger and Andrea who was still shocked by the news of Praveen's photo shoot. The boy had guts and she knew it wasn't gonna be easy to do something to him.
Antonio slowly opened the magazine and the first photo he saw inside made him feel really cold and weak. In that picture, Santiago was seated on a classy office chair with a big building behind him, dressed in a beautiful gray Designer's suit with his shirt half way done and his jacket off but it was with Praveen who was holding it seductively in his hands.
Praveen was wearing a beautiful black designer's skinny jean with a white shirt and yellow snickers and his hair tied in a braided ponytail. He looked like a true model, especially with his body language. He had his foot between Santiago's parted legs and then leaned down in a position that made him closer to Santiago's face. It was as if he was teasing him.
Antonio had seen such a pose before but there was something about the way Praveen and Santiago took it that made his blood boil. They had a smile on their faces with Praveen pulling the tie of Santiago, office romance.
Antonio couldn't believe what he was seeing. For the first time since his marriage to Praveen, he felt really mad at seeing such a romantic photo of him with another man. It felt as if... he didn't even know how to explain it. His heart was racing beyond miles.
He flipped through to the next page and he just got weaker. This time, Praveen was in front, pulling Santiago by his necktie with a really brilliant smile on his face, slightly looking behind at the handsome man behind him who had one of his hands around his waist. Shit! Antonio clenched his fists, going to the other side of the page.
This time Praveen was alone, dressed in a beautiful red designer's shirt that was tucked in a beautiful white designer's skinny jean that showed his gorgeous curves that almost looked feminine. He was standing in a place filled with flowers with the brightest smile Antonio had ever seen on him. His hair was being blown backwards, revealing his gorgeous face. It was almost as if Antonio had never seen him before. He couldn't believe that was the same boy standing right next to him.
He slowly started passing his hands on that beautiful picture, a smile popping up his face but before he went far, he withdrew and then went to the next page. But he lost his cool when he saw Santiago holding Praveen as if he was about to fall, holding his waist tightly.
Praveen was holding on tightly to the man's shirt, both of them looking into each other's eyes. Antonio closed the magazine and looked at the boy that was talking to his granny, his mother and Celine. He looked really different, smiling at the people he was talking to and were congratulating him. He had no expression on his face because he felt a little mad.
"He's hot, isn't he?" Antonio heard a voice say to him.
He looked passed his shoulder, seeing his friend with a smile. He chose to ignore him and just looked at Praveen, getting lost in him. Both of their eyes met but Praveen decided to look away and talk to the people he was talking to.
Meanwhile, Bruce was still standing there feeling out of place. People in that fucking house hadn't given him attention like that when his and Antonio's magazine had come out a few hours back. They were acting as if Praveen was the first model to have ever appeared in a magazine.
