I stared out the window as I laid on the bed, I slowly sat up and glanced behind me. I was in Utah, Park city to be precise.
We were at Diamond hotel, which was apparently Travis's. I glanced at the space beside me, it was vacant.
I walked to the window and stared down.
There was a beach outside, lots of people out there having fun and all I wanted was get out of here. How do I get out of this shit?
There was a knock on the door and I glanced back. "It's open" I called and a lady walked in. "Breakfast has been served, Mrs Ferrari"
"I'm not coming down" I stated before going to grab my phone on the side table. I had missed lots of calls from the girls, I called Kourtney back.
"Finally Pearl, I've been tryna get to you" she heaved once she answered. "You all go to the meeting without me. I'm in Utah"
"Utah?"
"Yeah, Travis has this thing that I have to attend" I replied, sitting on the bed. "Okay, how was dinner with The Mayor?"
"It was good"
"And the Baxters'?"
"Turned out to be a bitchy client" I replied. "As expected" she muttered, chuckling. "Kourtney"
"Yeah"
"You're in charge" I said and I only could imagine the smile she had on her lips right now. "Sure boss" with that I ended the call and let out a sigh.
Speaking of Veronica, I got out my phone again to call Hillary. "Hey, What's up?"
"I got a contract for you"
"Oh my gosh!"
"So, I got this new client, your particular bougie bitch. She wants the best dress and I introduced her to you. Are you willing to fly down to LA?"
"Hell yeah!"
"So, bring on your best designs and ideas. I told you, you really need to have a branch in LA"
"I'll put that now in the planning phase. When do you intend I come?"
"Next week, I'm having another appointment with them next Friday. You should be there to pitch your ideas"
"I'm there already "
"Where are you exactly?" I asked. "I'm in London, I've been here for a week now "
"You got tired of Paris?" I asked. "Justin and Jake left to Spain for a show" she replied. "Alright, I'll be waiting to see you"
She squealed before I ended the call.
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I spent the rest of the day in the room, not coming down stairs for breakfast or whatever, I just laid in bed after I took a bath.
I only got up when some stylists brought racks for me to pick an outfit for tonight. After that I was back to bed, I was mostly pissed off, I had no one to talk to.
I couldn't work from here because I didn't come prepared.
At 8 pm, I was in front of the mirror checking myself out.
The soft fabric flowed smoothly over my curves, accentuating my figure like a liquid shadow. The dress hugged my body, revealing the silhouette of my figure without being overtly revealing.
The sleeveless design accentuated my toned arms, and the fabric shimmered softly under the light, hinting at the contours of my form. The dress elegantly caressed my body like a second skin, yet allowed me to move freely, a visual symphony of elegance.
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The Contract
RomansaIn a world bound by a single, dangerous agreement, 'marriage' is just a mask, and Pearl and Travis are caught in a game where trust is as fleeting as loyalty. _________________________________________ "It's none of your fucking business! You don't c...
