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Brooklyn- New York
In the heart of vibrant NYC, the party was in full swing. Celebrities mingling, drinks flowing, and the atmosphere crackling with excitement.
After Camila and Dinah left the fashion show, Dinah immediately got to work, going through Camila's closet and throwing garments in Camila's direction that she deemed 'life-destroying kind of sexy'. Dinah had been busy adding the final touches to Camila's look, ensuring every hair was in place and every curve accentuated.
Camila was wearing a black, off the shoulder silk dress that accentuated her natural curves and showcased a large amount of cleavage, and black strapped stilettos.
"Girl, you're gonna have everyone drooling over you tonight!" Dinah exclaimed, a mischievous glint in her eyes.
As Camila walked into the Brooklyn Steel, her and Dinah went their separate ways, with Dinah running up to meet some girl, who Camila couldn't recognise from behind, at the bar. Upon arrival, Camila was met with cheers and applause, her friends Ariana Grande, Anitta, and Nina Dobrev, rushing to congratulate her.
"Camila, you were on fire out there!" Ariana chirped, her petite frame glowing with admiration.
"Yeah, girl, you really slayed!" Anitta and Nina added in unison.
Camila stood out like a seductive siren, her brown locks cascading down her shoulders as she moved with grace through the club, her dress hugging her vivacious curves. The pulsating beat of the music accompanying her, setting the rhythm for the night.
"Thanks guys! I love you." Camila said a warm smile gracing her beautiful face.
"So... I heard Lauren Jauregui flirted with you on stage." Ariana said slyly, smirking when she noticed Camila's cheeks turn pink. "She's so hot. If she kissed my hand...biiiitch."
"She's alright, I guess." Camila said, trying to avoid talking about her growing crush on the arrogant model.
Amidst their conversation, Camila's friends suddenly turned the conversation to a more scandalous topic - their shared history with Lauren. It seemed that each of them had a steamy rendezvous with the enigmatic model at one point or another, their giggles hinting at juicy details best kept behind closed doors.
"Remember that one night stand I had when I was 19..." Ariana started out of the blue; it was her turn to blush now.
"Oh my God! Don't tell me you fucked her as well!" Nina shrieked, giggles escaping her before she could stop them.
"What do you mean 'as well'?" Camila asked, her annoyance beginning to grow as she had a feeling she knew what they were talking about.
"I met her at a Vanity Fair party. We...kinda talked...and then she took me to her car." Nina spoke up this time, a grin growing on her face. "I gave her head in the backseat of her car. It was soooo hot. Probably the hottest thing that's ever happened to me. Then she bent me over the hood, and fucked me so hard I was walking side to side for a week!" Nina cackled, at both her story and her reference to Ariana's song 'Side to Side'.
"I had sex with her too." Anitta raised her hand shyly as she meekly stood under Camila's penetrating gaze.
"Wait a damn minute!"
"What the fuck! You too?" Camila groaned.
"Wait! Ari, what did you guys do?" Nina asked, smirking knowingly at Camila.
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The Womanizer
Fanfikce[DISCLAIMER]: This is a very dark book. Do NOT read it if you are not comfortable with this sort of thing {DISCLAIMER}: There will be more than one ship Famous model Lauren Jauregui has one rule: she doesn't make love, she fucks. Hard. But that rule...
