DILLAN'S POINT OF VIEW

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DILLAN'S POINT OF VIEW (PART 1)

Beep beep beep

Beep beep? Is that a fire alarm? Freaking fire alarm!

"Shit! Fire! Where's the fir—" I stopped myself from freaking out when I realized what was beeping it was just the alarm clock beside me, not a fire alarm. Damn.

I had just woken up when I groggily reached for the alarm clock and turned it off. Why is this alarm clock so silly sounding? I feel as though my soul has left my hot ass body. Fuck.

I've been relaxing at Le Bristol Paris throughout my days up until my next trip abroad. I was accustomed to this life at the age of 14, fame, haute cuisine, five-star accommodations, elite clubs and associations, expensive stuff, parties, and social events. And it was fantastic that I had the opportunity to work with influential folks, beautiful super models and actresses, and well-known figures.

It wasn't that hard for me to enter this modeling industry because I have an influential family and the hard truth about being rich you have a great advantage over everything? Yeah, I have. But it's not always like that, what is depressing is that how you keep going just to maintain your career.

I'm being honest... It's depressing.

Extremely... Depressing.

After taking a shower I got into the living room without single clothes, it's comfortable walking around naked for real, the perk of living alone sometimes, no stupid nagging people or some bitches who will salivate at me, well yeah, they're drooling over me, and tsk! I'm not lying about that.

I chuckled. Who can possibly resist me anyway? I have known that I am gorgeous since the day I was born. Lol.

I have a such terrible relationship with women, unlike other supermodels I don't date seriously, really. I just don't want to waste my time dating some of those girls because... I know what they want, attention, fame, money, and my dick, no special so it's a waste of time.

And my type...

To be completely honest, I really don't like blonde chicks, I mean, they're hot can't deny that but I find brunette girls to be more alluring in general, my ex-girlfriends are brunette Latina, Mexican, Brazilian and Spanish chicks. It wasn't serious relationship anyway.

There are times when I like Asian girls as well, in fact, I once had an Indonesian fling. Yup, conservative.

I had a lot of flings but I don't bang girls like those dickhead fuckboys, I don't like getting laid with a lot of women, besides bro, if I had sex with everyone I flirt with? Sure, I gotta taste hundreds of pussy by now, lmao.

Hundreds of lucky bitches?! No way.

My mouth is a great performer but not everyone's gotta experience this for free, should they pay the price.

'Oh Dillan, hot and sexy Dillan, you mean to pay the price darling?!' They might ask the question again because their slow-minded can't get that shit in an instant.

So yes, definitely.

They should pay the fucking price baby. Well, if I say 'pay the price' I didn't mean it's money, definitely not money because I have dozen of those bruh! What did they think of me? A fucking stripper? What I intended to say was something that I would kill for, I know what that crap is, so try to give it to me, who knows? I might consider it.

Example? Hmm... Maybe twerk in front of me? Lels, just kidding.

"Room service, I would like some sort of nutritious breakfast, perhaps a loaf of bread and a fruit-flavored drink. Yep. Thank you."

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