Nikki Sixx prys himself on being in the sleaziest dirtiest rock band Motley Crue. He is considered the bad boy of Rock 'n Roll and has a reputation that proves it. He meets the highest-paid fashion model in the world, Iman Darlington who is the comp...
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Warnings Physical & Emotional abuse Explicit Language
L.A
Morning...
"Iman come on. You can't seriously continue to ignore him." Tamara groans following me around.
I ignore her as well. Walking past her I set all my dresses down for the evening. I was going to have dinner with Gianni Versace and other high fashion models such as Naomi Campbell, Linda Evangelista, Christy Turlington, Cindy Swanson, and Kate Moss.
"Oh, so now you're ignoring me too?" She places her hands on her hips.
I turn and look at her with annoyance.
"What is so wrong about him dreaming big? You do the same."
"People can have dreams. That's not a problem. The problem is that he flew too close to the sun just like Icarus and he got burned."
She furrows her brows and then scrunched up her lips. "Am I supposed to know what that means?"
"It means that he should have never gone around telling people that he is going to take over my business."
She rolls her eyes walking towards me. "Iman, you and I know that's not going to happen."
"Well, then it shouldn't have been said." I simply state.
"Listen, sweetheart, he's sorry. He spoke to me and told me he was wrong. For goodness' sake, he didn't even come back to the hotel that night and he's still not back here."
"And let us be truly thankful for that." I smile holding up a dress to my body.
"You know your Oprah interview is coming up." She grabs the dress from me and throws it on the bed. "You and he need to be on good terms."
"I'm not ready to speak to him," I say firmly. "He needs to respect that and so do you. He crossed the line. He keeps crossing lines."
"What lines!" She raises her voice flinging her hands. "It's just talk Iman. He wanted to impress the businessmen who were there. You know how guys are when they talk."
Ring Ring Ring, Ring Ring Ring
"Answer it later we're talking."
"No, we're done," I say with attitude. "Hello?"
"Hi, Iman?"
"Hi, yes it's me."
"Hey, it's Heidi, Vince's fiancé."
"He girl, how're you doing?"
"I'm... I'm all over the place right now. I've just been extremely exhausted. Work wise and Vince wise." She chuckles lightly.
I turn to see that Tamara has left the room, so I get up and shut the door.
"Yeah, I've been stressed too. Work and all. I need a vacation."
