𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏𝒍𝒐𝒘

005

Kion Reed
third pov

Kion studied everything about Acadia whenever she walked into his presence, every intricate detail of her he was studying with his steely light eyes not once removing them from her. Acadia had no idea how much of a spell she put on Kion she was honestly spell bounding and as much of Kion's character was not that type of a person it was surprising to find himself always thinking of her when he knows he can't have her not now, not ever.

looking across from him, his eyes land on the bare back of his girlfriend who's fast asleep from the sex they endured earlier truth to be told Kion had to think about Acadia to orgasm but he made sure to not make the mistake of slipping up and saying her name. Lavender every day was becoming more and more annoying to Kion he had no interest in the girl whatsoever and he had come to the realisation that her character pretty much wasn't the sweet girl she portrayed herself to be.

Lavender was clingy and always questioning Kion on his past and his future. Even with her own questions begging to be answered Lavender never disclosed her work whereas Acadia who was very proud to be a known photographer, not only that she always suspected he was up to something which he was but it was suffocating on Kion and he had enough he wanted to get rid of her as soon as possible, he only wanted to use her to get Acadia jealous but it must not be working it will work tonight though at the dinner Devon's mother is having and of course he had to show up or slide through for at least 10 minutes.

Kion rubs a hand down his face not being able to sleep he slips out from under the thick blankets and heads downstairs he finds his weed tray sitting on the kitchen island and decides to have a much-needed release at 8 am he complements on calling Acadia but chooses against it as he was mad at her for kicking him out 2 weeks ago.

Kion sealing the blunt with his fingers then uses his other hand to place the lighter on the lighting end of the blunt lighting it up instantly he places it to his lips.

His phone starts to ring he sucks his teeth looking down at the name written across the screen he rolls his eyes sliding the green bar across and the person starts to speak.

"We have a problem. you need to come over to the shop bro"

Acadia Pierce

Smiling down at the little girl before me I direct her to cross one leg over the other and her hands clasped together under her chin her head lightly resting on it, this has been the fifth appointment I've had today and honestly, I'm exhausted. Photographer wasn't always an easy job it's a quote on quote 'starving artist' job and honestly, it lives up to its name because it took me ages to get where I am today. I can get anything from celebrities and models asking me for a shoot or small town Netflix actors wanting to create a presence or simply normal civilians.

It was always something new every day.

"That's perfect honey! We are all done." I state snapping the last photo smiling at the beautiful dark skin nine-year-old girl she stands up beaming I nod my head in success before walking towards her mother sat down,

"Here are Mya's photos I hope they are perfect for headshots and audition photos I was hoping I got the lighting and makeup right"

The mother shakes her head smiling as I flick through the photos on my camera. "They have come out lovely thank you so much!"