Diamant Harris, known by her stage name "Iridessa", is on her way to becoming the new hottest thing in female rap. She has the perfect look, she has the perfect flow, she has the perfect life, and the perfect man.
Everything is perfect.... until on...
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~~~~~~~~~~ Disclaimer: Sexual Content Ahead ~~~~~~~~~~
♪ Ain't nothing wrong with the— the sounds of making love
Diamant had an entire team of makeup artists and stylists around her, getting her ready for the first show, and Aurora was mostly in the background their first day in Paris.
She thought it was crazy that Diamant was spending all of these hours getting ready just to sit down in a chair and watch people walk a runway, but she didn't comment on it. She just sat back on the sidelines and watched how happy her girl was to be experiencing all the excitement that comes with being around some of the top fashion moguls and designers in the world.
She just watched as Dia got her hair and makeup done. She watched as stylists got her dressed in a custom dress with a matching trench coat and knee high boots. She watched as she talked to different people, did interviews, and took pictures.
She just watched Diamant in general— letting her fully enjoy her moment their first day in Paris.
"I'm gonna go take a shower," Diamant said when she got back to their room late that night.
Aurora was already showered, moisturized, and sitting in the bed with a fluffy white robe while Dia was in her glam team's room, having Amelia take her hair out so she'd be able to sleep comfortably that night.
"Okay," Aurora looked up from her laptop, where she was emailing Wyatt, her executive chef, a list of things she needed him and his sous chef to do for the restaurants while she was gone.
Aurora was standing out on the balcony when Diamant came out of the bathroom, wearing a fluffy white robe similar to the one she was wearing— courtesy of the hotel.
"Hey," Aurora looked back to see Diamant walking towards her. She was leaning over the balcony, smoking a blunt, and just looking out at the glowing Eiffel Tower and surrounding architecture from their hotel's view.
"Hey," Diamant offered her a glass of white wine that she traded for the blunt. "Are we even supposed to be smoking here?"
"Probably not," Aurora took a sip of wine before putting the glass down on the table. She obviously didn't care, and so Diamant didn't either.
"I know we been together all day, but we've barely talked. I'm sorry if you feel like I been ignoring you."
"I'm not bothered by it," Aurora shook her head. "This is your thing babe, I'm just here to support you."
"Well I want you to feel included in this," she handed the blunt back to Aurora. "I don't want you to only be known as my girl, cause that's how everyone's addressed you today. Like you ain't your own individual person separate from me."
