Model, millionaire, Karlie Cora had done everything she needed to do in order to get in the position she wanted to be in, one of the top models in the world. But she walks into the wrong alleyway and now, the most powerful Mafia man is protecting he...
"Yes!" Já Terríe drags out the word as he crouched down.
I usually spend this time thinking about things. Like what I need to do, who I need to email or call. Although, today is different.
It's the anniversary of my best friend's death.
He was everything you could ask for in a best friend. He talked about boys with me, brought me food during a mental breakdown, talked me out of being a crazy bitch, bailed me out of jail a few times.
He was with me up until my career started picking up. His name was Joshua Joker. I made fun of him for his last name. We even dressed up as Harley Quinn and the Joker for one Halloween. We both ended up in waiting cells that night but it was one night to remember.
He overdosed on oxytocin.
We used to pop them to get high every now and then but what I didn't know was that he was severely addicted.
I claimed I knew everything about him but that wasn't true.
"Alright! Thank you so much, chérie." Já Terríe says, looking at his camera.
Journey rushes towards me with a robe before we hurry back to my dressing room and change out of the lingerie pieces and into business wear. I'm going to be on calls all flight and we won't have time to go to my apartment up there until after the show.
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"Karlie!" "Look this way!" "Don't be a bitch!" "Are you nervous for tonight's show?" "You seem to be gaining weight! Anything you want to tell us?"
I angle my head down so that the flashing of the cameras don't give me a headache. If I wasn't in a rush, I'd stop but if I don't get on the jet in 30 minutes, I'll be behind schedule. And nobody wants that.
"Call the plane, I want aspirin on it." I say when I get in the car, getting a nod in return before Journey brings her phone up to her ear.
I don't demand stuff very often. I live privileged, I know I do. My life could be way worse than what it truly is but there are moments where you have to demand things in order to get things done and finished, or if I'm tired but we don't talk about that part.
I'm a grouch when I'm tired but aren't we all? I know Journey is so when she complains, I just have to give her a look and she knows that she's the exact same way. Maybe, even worse.
"Alright, done. You need to call Janice, Timothy, and Brett before we land in New York. I'll call the cleaning service, security, hair and makeup at the place, and the designer." She riddles off, typing on her phone.
I nod. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Karlie! How are you, sweetheart?"
I hug Janice before leaning back with my hands on her shoulders. "I'm good! How are you? I heard John finally proposed to Natalie! How exciting!"
