Charisma and Confidentiality

Chapter 1

"And I swear, that's all there is to know about them. Their relationship is staged, I think Natalie is in love with him though. Still nothing is confirmed"

"I see, thank you"

I got up from the bed and put my clothes on. I kept myself busy fixing my clothes when the man's arms suddenly wrapped around me like we're some sort of lovers who just had our honeymoon.

He kept hugging me tighter from behind and it's starting to get in my nerves. I freed myself from his grip and got my scrunchie from the drawer beside the bed then tied my hair to a messy bun. I grabbed my bag beside the lampshade as well then walked towards the bathroom.

"Gosh, what a terrible performance in bed. On the bright side, that information will make a huge scoop if I had just the right evidence to support it"

I retouched my make up and made it look like nothing happened inside Nicholas Perez's condo. A skill I acquired from being a model is to always be prepared to style yourself when things go south. I also took a pill then drank from my hydro flask. I smiled at the mirror and saw the image of a beautiful and innocent girl again.

Who knows I had this side of me? Not the media.

I got out of the bathroom and walked towards the door of Nicholas's unit. When I walked pass him, he was already wearing his polo shirt and boxers. His hair was a bit messy and it was obvious that he had a good time. He was smirking like an idiot and I irritated rolled my eyes as I grab the door handle

"That's it Soleil? No goodbyes?"

"None, thanks for the info. Hope to not see you soon"

Thank God, I finally left that sad excuse of a condo. What will become of me, Soleil Madison, if people found out that their "it" girl and role model for teens were seen in another man's house this late?

I went to the garage and drove my car off far from Levroient Hills. It's 2 am and there weren't any traffic so it was easy for me to drive 120km/h even if I'm in the city. My condo unit is a half-hour drive far from where I came from so it was a bit of a hassle. Of course, I chose to drive my Toyota since I wanted to stay low profile. Using my Lexus, Lamborghini or BMW will draw too much attention since I already flexed those babies in public multiple times in the past.

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Annalise Samson
"So? Got any tea?"

I rolled my eyes and put the phone in my pitch black channel quilted mini bag.It's the journalist that I'm working with. Yes, I'm a part time whistle blower and a part time model of a prestigious agency and several brands.

I parked my car and took the elevator. When I got off, I saw my 'neighbor' leaving her condo unit and our eyes met. She raised a brow and looked at me from head to toe as I was walking towards my unit.

"You seem out late Soleil"

"And that's none of your concern Celestine"

I entered my unit and made sure that the door was locked. Who knows what that crazy bitch will be planning after?  Celestine Madrigal is a fellow model but she works for different brands. She's been in the cover of Glam and Queens Magazine but she's still considered as flop in the modeling industry.

Personally, I would never had hold grudge against Celestine if she didn't give her best shot at sabotaging my career. Before I entered the modeling industry, Celestine was the talk of the town and the most requested model around. Well, I may not be the most requested around but it's not Celestine either. It's Lunielle Dawman, sister of a young tycoon. Needless to say, Celestine have given the press false rumors about us and other models but were shot down every single time.