"She met him in her darkest state, he later became her entire world. Little did she know that her father who's now one of the biggest mafia leaders sent him to watch her, but she later on fell for him. Hard. Will their love last? Will it continue? O...
5 a.m. and I still can't sleep, staring at the ceiling. My life has always been a shitshow; I grew up too fast never really had a childhood. Moved the fuck out as soon as I turned 18 having no money, I moved in with my best friend, the only relatable person I have. Cilia Aydi. She's my ride or die the only person who has been with me since day one. She's the type of friend I would tell everything to and when I say everything, I mean everything. I met her in school and we clicked instantly. She got to know about my life first. My parents are Gianna and Andrea Rosie. My mom left me when I was 10. She left me with the one person she shouldn't. My father. He has put me through hell, yet everyone loves him. I haven't really heard from him ever since I moved out.
I used to live in my hometown, Rome, Italy. But cilia and I decided to move to Paris. Part of me moved to Paris hoping my father won't look for me here, the other part of me just wants to live life here. I work as a model while she's a fashion designer. We live in an apartment together which isn't quite the best when you live with someone like Cilia who loves to have sex and can't control her hormones most of the time. As much as I love her she needs to have a bit of self-control. Talking about her, I'm already late she's waiting for me at the Le Peloton café.
"Hey sorry I'm late," I said, out of breath.
"Jeez were you just having sex? Why are you so out of breath?" Cilia says while chuckling,
"Not funny, I'm out of breath cause I had to run over here. Did you forget we only have one car?" I deadpan.
"Oh right sorry, why didn't you call an Uber?"
"Forget it, I'm here now."
"So what are you doing tonight? I'm bored," Cilia murmurs as she calls the waiter over to order.
"I have a runway at 10:00 P.M." Fendi offered me to open their runway for them for their show tonight it's one of the biggest runways I'm doing this year, so I'm pretty nervous about it.
"Damn you go bitch! But like... can I come?"
"I do have a plus one, so yes, you can come, but I swear to god cilia if you do some stupid shit tonight-"
"I won't, I won't, I promise."
"Bonjour ladies, my name is Julien and I'll be your waiter for today. What can I get started for you?" Julien asks while holding a small notebook, ready to take our orders.
"I'll just get a cappuccino please," I answer.
"And for you ma'am?" He looks at Cilia.
"Oh just a black coffee," She gives him a small smile.
"I'll be right back with your orders," He says one last time before turning away to get our coffee.
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It's currently 7 P.M. as I'm just getting ready for my runway tonight. I have two people working on my hair, one working on my makeup, and two getting my outfit ready. My nerves slowly start to get the best of me as time gets closer. See, that's the thing about modeling, no matter how many times you've walked on a runway before, no matter how famous you are, and no matter how good you are at your job it'll still always be nerve-wracking. A few hours had passed by and now I'm fully dressed with my hair and makeup being done. I can't even lie though I think I look like a badass, Cilia is also done waiting for me outside.
Walking outside I see her patiently waiting for me as she looks like a fucking goddess. She's wearing this off-white formal Fendi dress looking even hotter than me.
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"Bitchhhh!!! You look so fucking hot!!" I say as soon as I reach her
"So do you!!!!" she looks me up and down while cupping her mouth.
What I'm wearing is a bit different from Cilia since this is my runway outfit.
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We begin heading out, seeing that our limo has already been waiting for us. Cilia and I enter first while our crew comes behind us holding my after-party dress.
As the limo comes to a stop, I look out the window seeing a red carpet surrounded by cameras flashing, paparazzi, and fans. The driver comes up and holds open the door for us, all our crew members walk out first still holding my dress, then Cilia walks out as everyone starts snapping pictures. She walks in and waits for me. I finally walk out stopping to take a few pictures with fans and posing for the paparazzi. I wave at them one last time as I walk in from the back entrance.
I peak out seeing everyone seated in their seats while I'm in the back getting a few touches-ups with all the other models, we're all lined up and ready to walk out.
"Okay guys one minute, are you all ready?" The manager asks, looking at us. We all nod.
They all start walking out, I'm the fifth one. Shaking off my nerves it's now my turn to walk out as I go.
While I'm walking I look around the arena flabbergasted as I pose upfront seeing a guy right In front of me smirking and waving at me, I look at him, turning around and walking back.
Finally, we're done with the show everyone celebrating backstage and getting ready to go to the after-party, I go up to my assistant asking her where my dress is as I go get dressed.
Walking out I look around not seeing cilia anywhere I go to text her but already see a text from her.
Cilia🤍: I saw u out there u looked like a fucking badass. I can't come to the after-party tho smth came up I love u. have fun!! (Will explain everything later)
I look down at the text still confused as I head out shaking it off.
