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___Contacts... the be all and end all of any businesses reputation.. making sure that you had the right people in line to sponsor your adverts and campaigns was only the start of becoming the worlds most successful billionaire..
Camila however more than hated these kinds of event... it was all fake interaction and ass licking comments made only to secure phone numbers.. so... she took her friends with her.. made them evidently aware that she wanted the room filled with her own intimidating crew.. it worked.. Lauren wore her usually runner stockings and lingerie while Sam dress in a well altered suit.. the speeches were made and the groundwork set..
The night was seemingly uneventful.. Camila conversed while Lauren and Sam hung back... photos were taken.. appraisals were raised.. the only problem being after a few hours Lauren's eyes began to wonder.. scrutinising the many bodies that beg just to stand beside her girl...
Camila looked undoubtedly stunning.. she wore long black skin tight knee socks coming up just over her lower thighs accompanied by a pair of matching black heels and an extremely short skirt that just about hid the contours of her plump cheeks, the thick locks of curly brown hair float down over her spine while the lace bra coming down just over her rib cage covered only part of her upper half.. she was the definition of rich beauty and unfortunately Lauren wasn't the only one to see it...
"You know the longer you stare, the more it will piss you off mama.."
Sam pointed out noticing the woman's eye-line directed at her girlfriends stature and the surrounding bodies drooling over her presence, Lauren hadn't really felt jealousy before.. not like this, it only seemed now that the realisation of just how well known the woman was meant everyone and anyone could lay hands..
"I can't help it Sam? Look at them.. look at her? I literally feel so intimidated right now.."
"You know you shouldn't.. I mean they can stare and all but at the end of the day you're the one who gets to take her home.."
True words.. satisfying words, they worked only for a moment however as a handsome business man wearing diamonds around his wrists approached her very similar statute girlfriend, he leant down whispering something in her ear only causing her lips to reply back with a laughing smile forming a dark circle of rage in the elders stomach as she turn around with rolling eyes
"Mama.. come on? He's just a business associate? And in case you've forgotten.. Camila is your girlfriend!"
"I know! But.. I'm just insecure that's all.. like all of these people are so rich and smart.. I'm just .. me"
"And you is everything she wants baby? What you think diamonds and hair product is gonna change that?.. Bitch you're literally wearing stockings and lingerie right now.. go and show that douche bag she's yours?"
Sam direct using the girls sharp hips to turn her back into her girlfriends direction, the timid gulp sat heavily in her throat as she look back at the forward thinking designer
"Go Lauren!"
She clenched together her palms before shaking out her fingers beginning the short but confident strut over towards the curly haired CEO, eyes immediately turn including the criminal flirt in question as she reach her fingertips to delicately trace her girlfriends rib cage making evidently obvious they were more than just associates, Camila paused her conversation, gasped back as the piercing green eyes lock into her own
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Pretty Girl Tears
FanficSuccess is something desired by many.. Camila Cabello however knew that the very word was next to impossible to achieve.. so she created her own version with her abrasive slightly harsh attitude slamming models and designers into formation to create...