Vienna going Miles

Vienna going Miles

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WpMetadataNoticeUltima pubblicazione mer, apr 3, 2024
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'As my eighteen year old self stood before him in that dimly lit room, the weight of his gaze bore down on me like a heavy cloak. His presence was magnetic, his charm oozing from every pore. He spoke with a confidence that left me spellbound, weaving promises of fame and fortune into the very fabric of his words. "Vienna," he said, his voice smooth as silk, "imagine the world at your feet. Imagine the lights, the cameras, the adoring fans. With me by your side, you'll be unstoppable." ' Vienna Miles, a young actress of great beauty and talent is crushed by the manipulation and abuse of her once charming manager Karl Augustine, and by the hollywood industry. This story is based on the year of 1991, in hollywood.
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"I'll leave you alone." His words filled the tormenting silence, "After tonight you won't have to see me again, only in class and that's it." My heart ached at his words, why? This should be a good thing, I wouldn't have to deal with Alejandro Rodriguez ever again. So why... Why does the thought of him not being around hurt. I stopped playing with my food and slowly lifted my head to look at him. He stared straight into my watery eyes. His face filled with regret and concern. He stood up from his seat and walked over to me, squatting down to my level. "Hey, hey." He softly whispered his hands holding both of my mines, softly caressing them with his thumb. "Please don't cry, por favor." He reached a hand to my face and gently wiped the tears. "I-I don't want you to leave me alone." My voice breaking and my vision filling with tears. Layla Cruise, is the most popular girl in high school with a perfect life, people call her the Golden girl. Perfect curly hair, perfect boyfriend. However, thats what they see when she's at school. Remove the glam and glitter, wipe off the makeup and you'll find a trickle of bruises her boyfriend leaves her. TW: this story contains strong themes (SA, Language, and sexual content)

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