A modeling agency takes their top models on a once in a lifetime trip to Ibiza. Fantasia and Taraji are at the top of their category and are the center of attention for the trip. Life seems perfect in paradise until Fantasia's VIP boyfriend goes mis...
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Fantasia
I walked into the foyer of the main villa. All of the models, managers, and advisors sat in places around the room. Taraji was sitting next to Reese and Angelica. I locked eyes with Angelica and she motioned for me to go sit near them. The seat right next to Taraji was open, and I took it. I greeted each of the women and Taraji started talking to me.
"How are you doing this morning?" She asked me.
"I'm alright." I felt anxious and ready for everything to be over. "Do you know if they've made a decision yet?" I ask her.
"I don't think they have."
"I already know what I want to happen. Ricco left about an hour ago. I told him to call me when he lands."
"Good, he can be safe from whatever is happening on this island."
Ever since Taraji met my brother, I feel like she may have had some kind of thing for him. I've only said good things about him, maybe she finds him somewhat attractive. I know it's wrong to be jealous of my own brother and his relationships, but I met her first. He thanked me for helping him meet her. I accidentally laughed in his face when he suggested I hook them up. I hadn't noticed I was staring off into the distance for so long until Taraji shook me out of my thoughts.
"Tasia." She called in a low musical voice. I looked over to her in response. "You sure you're alright?"
"I'm good. I'm all good."
A tall man in a burgundy suit walked into where we all were. He looked over to one of the trip managers then back out to us. He locked eyes with me and squinted his eyes as if trying to examine me. He looked to what I assume dead the side of me and his eyes went wide and became what I can only describe as frightened. He looked away and cleared his throat. A hush fell over the room and all eyes were on him.
"Good afternoon everyone. My name is Gregory Mathews. Recently there has been an uprising in criminal activity on the island. Many people who were supposed to be a part of your groups and circles can no longer be with you. We are in no way saying that our trip mates are involved in the crimes, however there are no indications that they are not. We advise each and every one of you to be careful with the ones you keep around you. There was a plan brought up to a few of you to travel back to the United States." A few? How many more crimes were happening here that we didn't know about. "We cannot make any decisions about leaving until we learn who could be involved with these crimes and how. Please refrain from extended ventures of social interaction during late hours of the night. We will do whatever we have to do to keep each and every one of you safe, but we need you all to cooperate as well. If there are any questions, feel free to speak with your respected trip managers or advisors."
