𝙸𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚅
𝙰𝚝𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝙶𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚊
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Imani turned her head swiftly trying to avoid his gaze but it was already too late, Andres walked across the room swiftly and held her elbow in his hand. The party was beginning to get filled up, Imani knew she was at dead ends and couldn't draw attention to herself and so she stilled like a sitting duck.
"It's funny how you're acting like you don't know me Imani," Andres whispered cockily in her ears. A bartender passed by with a drink and Andres took two.
Handing one over to Imani, he grinned at her and leaned at the edge of the building, the very same edge Imani just had a talk about her boyfriend on.
"On the contrary, I have no idea who you are," Imani said politely, trying but failing terribly to mask her fear.
Imani wasn't scared of a lot of things. Imani wasn't scared of anything. Anything but Andres.
She saw a vein in his forehead twitch but his face was still set in a charming smile. He took a sip of his drink and threw the glass down the side of the building, Imani's heart dropped to the bottom of her stomach along with the glass cup. She took a sip of her drink to hide her grimace.
He took a few steps forward and stood side by side next to her, his eyes forward, "By the end of today, I promise you, I'll make you remember." He said. He gave her one more charming smile, one that made it seem like they were having a seemingly pleasant conversation and then he walked away.
"Imani," she heard her manager call out behind her. She turned around and composed herself.
"You're up in two seconds." He held out two fingers and Imani nodded her head firmly.
She walked with composure, feeling his eyes on her from way across the room.
She took her place and walked on the carpet when the MC called her name, she felt a rush of euphoria and at that very moment she forgot about everything else surrounding her till she came off the stage.
"I don't feel so good," she said to palm as she picked up her pink chiffon from his hand, she had taken it off when she walked on stage and she felt the need to wrap it around her waist now that she was done.
"You have to stay for a while Imani." Palm argued. "No one paid to see you walk a runway, they could get models for that."
Imani nodded because she knew he was right and made the decision to avoid Andres all night instead.
"First you have to meet the birthday celebrant. Keith" Palm said with a beaming smile on his face.
Imani placed a stiff smile on her face and let Palm take her hand in his arms.
"Give him a little something something, show him what you're made off," Palm teased as they walked, Imani couldn't help laughing.
They made their way through the roof top party which had slowly grown to a crowd of over a hundred people. Imani noticed a few other pornstars here and there and she was grateful to be a part of it all.
They stopped in front of a man who had their back turned against them. He turned around and smiled at them charmingly.
Imani couldn't place her finger on it but she knew she had met this man somewhere before, she rarely ever forgot a face and she was about to say so when someone walked up to the trio.
