Whispers of Fate

Chapter 11

Arianna POV:

The past few weeks with Adele had been

nothing short of a dream. Our

professional relationship had taken on

an undeniably personal tone, filled with

subtle glances, lingering touches, and

inside jokes that made my heart race. I

felt like I was on cloud nine, floating

through every interaction with her. But

today, the atmosphere was charged with

a different energy-one that felt more

intense, almost dangerous.

I arrived at the studio early, preparing

for a photoshoot with a high-profile

client. Adele wasn't scheduled to be here,

so I was surprised when I saw her

standing near the entrance, casually

leaning against the wall, her expression

unreadable.

"Morning, Arianna," she greeted me, her

voice warm but her eyes sharp.

"Morning, Adele! I didn't know you were

coming in today," I replied, trying to keep

my tone light.

"Just thought I'd drop by. I wanted to see

how you're doing... and who you're

working with," she said, her words laced

with something I couldn't quite place.

Before I could respond, the door swung

open, and in walked **Rihanna**. The

global superstar was known for her

immense talent and commanding

presence. Rihanna was all charm as she

greeted everyone in the room, her eyes

locking onto mine with a smile that was

both radiant and captivating.

"Hi, you must be Arianna. I've heard so

much about you," Rihanna said, her

voice warm and engaging.

"Nice to meet you, Rihanna" I

responded, shaking her hand, trying to

remain composed despite the excitement

of meeting such an iconic figure.

Adele's presence loomed in the

background, and I could feel her eyes

following us as Rihanna and I exchanged

pleasantries. There was a palpable

tension in the air, something that felt like

a brewing storm.

The shoot began, and Rihanna was every

bit the professional, exuding confidence

and grace. Her energy was captivating,

and she made the session enjoyable with

her easygoing manner. But with Adele