As I prepare for my dinner, I turn on the television to watch my favorite show that I keep on forgetting to watch.Ironic, right? Favorite show, yet I keep on skipping it every night.Well, not tonight. And also, I can’t blame myself for not tuning on it for several nights. I have been busy regarding my own personal life that I sometimes consider as my own TV series.My life is enough to keep me, and my fans entertained. That’s what I’m saying.For tonight’s dinner, I decided to settle on eating something healthy and low on carbs. Now, that I accepted the deal that my manager just told me about earlier, I have to keep an eye on what I’m consuming. I almost forgot how strict I should be when it comes to my eating routine and my diet. These days, I have been eating a lot of carbs that I keep on excluding in the not-good-for-me foods group.These days, I just kept on following my gut on what I want to eat. For short, cravings.Tonight, I cooked a one-pot coconut fish curry. I realized th
“You have to be there on time, Aurella. Promise me that you won't be late.”Matthew is smiling at me ear to ear. He is talking about the contract signing which will happen this afternoon.“Of course, I won't be late. When was the last time I was late?” I have this mischievous smile formed by my lips because I know damn well that I am sometimes late.Matthew rolls his eyes at me. “Darling, you have been late for several times. You're lucky that you're one of the best of your field.”“Exactly. They need me and my popularity, so, they'll wait for me.”Matthew gives me one last gesture of his attitude before leaving me alone in the table that we both occupied.I decided to talk to him about the agreement with Calvin Klein here at Clara's. Because I knew that it will take us a very long time to tackle it that lunchtime just a little later.And with that, Conrad will be here any moment now. I will wait until he notifies me.Sitting alone, I can feel that there are pairs of eyes looking at m
“Are you sure you want me to call off the strings I pulled for you? You don't want to prevent Bryce from releasing your original sketches?”Conrad is enjoying and savoring his bourbon steak so much. All the munching and chewing is making him sound a little muffled. His mouth is almost filled.He is enjoying his food. While me? No.I am uncertain if this is going to be good or bad regarding my diet.“Yup. I just think that there's nothing else we can do. Just let him release it. It's all his, I don't want it back.”I eat my steak in thin slices, and the way that I'm eating is somehow able to trigger Conrad. For him, I'm torturing myself. I mentioned that I was hungry earlier, but I didn't expect that he ordered steak for the both of us.“Aurella, just eat. When was the last time we went out like this?”Oh, there goes the gaslighting.“I totally don't remember at all.” I reply as I take a sip of my pineapple juice.He's having Coca-Cola while I stick to my pineapple juice.“It's been ye
“Tilt your head a little bit, and give me a fierce look but not that type that makes you look like you're trying so hard.”In all of the photographers that I have encountered, this one right here has my favor.I like him. I don't know why.“Perfect.” He smiles, “Now, strike a pose of how you interpret boredom with your body.”It has been two days since I signed the agreement that Calvin Klein prepared for me. They sent me a lot of things that I get to keep, and they also gave me a huge amount of money in my bank account.And now, here I am. Doing the photoshoot; wearing their underwear products for women.As usual, some of the photos will be black and white.Classic Calvin Klein.But I couldn't argue though, I like the black and white aesthetic sometimes.“It's time for the sexy and edgy vibe that you were talking about earlier.” He jokingly said, but he's only hyping me up.That's what my gut is telling me.Besides the photographer taking pictures of me right now, there are also othe
“3, 2, 1. Action!”I slowly sit up from laying on the bed beside Norman. I look back to pretend that I'm checking if he's still sleeping. When satisfied, I stood up and went to the closet.Cameras follow me, both the videographer and the photographer.Just like what Jack had instructed, I put on the white long sleeved polo effortlessly. The camera then focuses on my feet going perfectly fitting the high heels I am told to wear.I quickly grab the keys to the lamborghini before running out of the hotel room. I take the stairs, and I run all the way down. As I expected, I managed not to trip or fall while running wearing heels.I mean, of course. I'm a model. Hello?While filming the whole little drama thing, there's a song playing in the background for me to feel the whole vibe of the set. To feel and execute what Jack wants me to do.The song is the one and only ‘You Don't Own Me’.I've seen many edits with this song, and this is exactly what I want for my fans to use.After all, it's
“Now, what? I thought you were going to enjoy Las Vegas ‘that much’?”I roll my eyes at Vincent when I spotted him sitting on the floor next to the door of my penthouse.“I've had enough. They weren't up for enjoying the vacation. They were enjoying women.” He stands up as I open the door, and he follows me inside without permission.“Enjoying women? What's wrong with that? You could've been doing the same thing with your friends.”I place my chanel bag on top of the table in the living room.Vincent just makes himself comfortable on the couch. Laying his back, and putting both of his feet above the table just next to my expensive bag.“I don't want that. I don't want to force myself.” Oh, just kill me. Why is he always saying things that make me feel like they're meant to impress me?I give him a tired look. Not because I'm tired doing the whole shoot, but because I'm tired of his pick me attitude.“You don't want to force yourself?” I tsk, “Vincent, you're a man. You can't fool me.
After walking past knocked out Vincent, I went into the bathroom to clean every part of myself. The quick shower that I took didn't even last for five minutes when my tummy started to rumble.“Guess, it's time for dinner.”In my PJs, I head to the kitchen to start preparing the ingredients for the dish that I'm going to cook.But then, my body suddenly tells me that I'm too tired to do all the cooking. And hell, there's two mouths that I'm going to feed. Mine and Vincent's. It won't be quick to cook a meal for two, plus I don't know what the hell he would like to eat for dinner.Instead of cooking, I browse through the internet to look for what my stomach will fancy to eat for dinner. And at the same time, something that Vincent will want to eat too.I'm thinking of Thai food... and then Chinese food.Until I end up browsing the menu in Clara's.I don't know, but I'm never going to have enough of eating foods from Clara's.As I scroll through the bottom, my eyes spot the bourbon stea
“Who was that? Who called you?” Vincent enters the living room holding a tulip glass with white wine in it.Until he reaches my direction, standing in front of me, I am still staring into thin air. Still in shock, and still in a state that I couldn’t move pass by.“Aurella?” He waves his hand in front of me in attempt to take my attention. But it wasn’t enough, I am replaying in my head what the caller just asked me.The tone of his voice; the uncertainty that hides behind it.I can’t seem to move on from it.“Here’s your white wine if you want it.” Vincent places the tulip glass on top of the table before giving up on getting a response from me. He then sits on the couch, still wondering what type of force made me like this.“Is it a big deal? Because you wouldn’t be like this if it isn’t a big deal.” This time, I finally have the ability to look at Vincent who is also looking at me in question.“It’s none of your business, Vincent. If I were you, I wouldn’t ask.” I am back to giving