Now I left Cairo and I arrived at my photo shoot. My photographer started taking pictures of me in nice poses. I had to do a lot of dress changes. Sometimes I had to walk the ramp for modeling.
I have to wear the brands of the big companies so that the company brands that look very beautiful on meAnd I keep getting offers from many companiesFor giving delegation and for many things, for host of morning show, for enough things, they kept talking to me even for movies and songs.After a lot of photoshoots, I'm tired and I now
I calmed down a bit, sat down and took a deep breath. I said, "This is my dream. Everyone knows me." It seems that I have everything, but why am I not happy? I was thinking here in my mind
Maybe I didn't want to fulfill my dream in this way, nor was it the right way to fulfill my dream, to use someone else as a means.Sometimes my conscience asks me what I have gotten so much by selling myselfBefore that, I could do anything in this life, I could do whatever I wanted, I could go wherever I wanted, but here I am restricted in everything, even I can't wear my own clothes.
I am not allowed to talk openly with anyone. They did an interview but they did not even give me permission to give an interview.Here everything is according to his will. He can hire any company he wants to take me for his ads. Never requests a lot, he doesn't need to request anyone else, he has everything in his hands.
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sugar daddy season 2
Fanfictionthis is story is a last of the stories of the sugar daddy it is a season 2 of the sugar daddyThis story started from where we ended this storyIf you haven't read the first season then go and read that first and read this later, only then will you g...