One infuriating thing about being Burna's secret girlfriend is that I have to watch girls fawn over him and not get to do anything. Its freaking annoying. Why can't they just keep their hands to themselves?
So right now we're on set for one of his music videos and the director ordered the vixens "extra hot". Like, look at them. They can't even keep their hands of him. Of camera might I add.
I'm here in the pretense of being his " friend" and supporting him but all I can think of now is how to grind those girls hands with grinding stone. Calm down Ted Bundy.
After numerous takes, Burna was finally released.
He came up to me and hugged me. To the eyes of the public, it looks like a friendly hug but for me, it's my safe space.
"How are you?" He asked looking me in the eyes.
"I'm good. My feet are killing me though." I wasn't really offered a sit because everybody here dey carry body well well.
"You know if you just came out as my girlfriend, you would be given the respect you deserve." He grumbles out. Damini was never in support of our secret relationship. He always wanted our love life out there.
"Nope, not going to happen." I say and he let out a growl. "Come abeg make we dey go house." I say.
