Angelina and Rosalia Armani are two girls who live with their wealthy father Leo and his girlfriend Scarlett.
Their father, an owner of a company worth more than a number you can count to, travels a lot. Scarlett has become somewhat of a mother fig...
"Lukas..." I repeat the name. She pushes her glasses farther up her nose as she stares at the walls. She looks like she's seen a ghost. "Sorry...I didn't mean to-"
"it's fine, Angel. I don't mind." She smiles a small smile and I can see it in her eyes that she does mind.
She turns back around and walks out of the door. "Lukas..." I say again. The name still feels weird because I know it's my fathers. I want to put a face to it. I run to my shelf and grab my computer. I open google and type furiously.
'Lady Gaga Lukas'
A thousand images pop up. When I see his face I know exactly who he is. I don't know him as Lukas but I know him as Lüc.
Lüc Carl.
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{Stefani's POV}
As I walk to the kitchen the aroma of chicken and pasta fills my nose. I smile, knowing that Leo remembered my favorite meal.
"Hi Lady Gaga. What would you like to drink?" Scarlett asks me.
"Water please." I smile. "And um...Scarlett? Is it? Call me Stefani. Please." I smile at her. Every time I look at her, guilt knots my stomach and I see Leo leaning over me. I feel his touch and his whole body up against mine. It feels amazing, yet I feel horribly guilty. But who can blame me? I didn't know.
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She's perfect. Skinny. Beautiful. Her cheekbones are to die for. She has amazing hair, her eyes are the most gorgeous things ever. She's stylish. I can't compete with her. Ever since Leo and her walked in I could sense the chemistry between them. It's chemistry I wish I had with him. I also wish I had that outfit
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I can't be what she is, I know that, but I can at least try to get Leo's attention back on me.
"Alright everyone lets sit and eat finally." I say. I stand next to my chair, waiting for Leo to pull it out like he normally does but instead he rushes to Stefani's aid. He pulls her chair out and she sits so gracefully.
"Thank you." Her voice is even perfect. Leo doesn't take his eyes off her as he pulls his own chair out and sits right next to her. I plop down in my seat knowing this is going to be a long night of "Gaga"
"When are we getting a new album?" Angelina says, sitting next to me and scooting her chair closer.
"Um....very soon." I say, smirking and looking at Leo. He rubs my back and then begins to eat. I see Scarlett staring at us. I feel guilty and shrug his hand off of my shoulder. He looks at me, confused and then sips his wine. I begin to eat my food as well as Rosalia joins us at the table.
"So, Angelina hasn't stopped badgering you about new music yet, has she?" She giggles looking at me and then at Angelina. Angelina glares at her and then smiles at me.
"It's okay. Im excited to release the new album. It's called Joanne." I smile as the words leave my mouth. I haven't told many people. Just my team.
"That sounds fucking amazing." Angelina says. My eyes get wide and I whip my head to look at her.
"Angelina Florence Marcheline Armani!" I say. Rosalia looks at me puzzled. Angelina's eyes get wide and I scratch my head.
"H-how do you know her full name?" Rosalia asks.
"I-"
"I told her earlier." Angelina cuts me off. I look at her and non-verbally say thank you.
"Oh..." Rosalia looks down at her food. She looks like she's contemplating something.
"So, Stefani. How is it being a super star?" Scarlett buts in, changing the subject, seeing how confused Rosalia is.
"Um...well its...I mean...its fun. Lots of work. No time for fun, usually. Although my team and I sometimes take a break and go do some fun stuff." I smile at Scarlett, trying to avoid eye contact. Every time I look at her I see deep into Leo's eyes. I feel his breath on my neck and his body up against mine. I bite my lip and look down at my lap, knowing its wrong.
The whole time we talk, Rosalia is quiet. Throughout dinner she barely touches her food and only speaks once.
"May I be excused?" Rosalia asks, pushing her seat back from the table. Without waiting for an answer she rushes off toward her room. I look at Angelina and then at Leo.
