Selena raised her face up and just as Taron had expected, her heavy make up had been completely messed up. She looked more like a clown than a model. He resisted the urge to laugh and he grinned widely, giving her the impression that she was looking good. Selena smiled and sat up straight immediately, happy to see that she had finally gotten his attention.“What took you so long?” she asked.“Oh I had some company stuff to do,” Taron replied. Selena nodded and stared at him. There was something different about this new Taron that was drawing her to him and it was not just the fact that he was now very rich. He looked different in an exotic way.“Your glasses!” Selena exclaimed. “You’re not using them anymore?”“I don’t need them anymore,” Taron smiled, his eyes fixed on her. “I can see perfectly. I’ve always seen perfectly.”Selena stared at him, shock written all over her features. There was a lot that she didn’t know about him.“Well?” Taron sat up straight. “I honored yo
“What the hell is this Selena?”The two friends stared at the picture on the magazine before them and Selena shook her head, confused.“I swear, I had no idea, Sarah,” Selena mumbled with tears etched around the corner of her eyes. “I never believed Taron would even attempt to embarrass me like this.”“How could you be so stupid!” Sarah chided her. “What were you thinking? That Taron would accept you with open arms, just like that?” Selena ignored her best friend’s rants and stared at the magazine again. On the very first page of it was the most hideous picture of her that she had ever seen in her life. Selena turned to face Sarah. “Can’t we like…tear it out?”“Yeah,” Sarah nodded. “We can tear it out from every single page that has been published. Are you kidding me? There should be a million copies of this circulating round now.”“I’m the one who showed it to you,” Selena eyed her friend. “I can assure you that this is the only published magazine and only four eyes have seen it –
For the hundredth time in less than an hour, Rob’s eyes moved from his wristwatch to the door. He was still expecting the beautiful model, Selena and his mouth watered at the perverted thought of her nude body in his bed. He knew how much celebrities like her valued their reputation and he knew that she would stop at nothing to protect hers. He smiled as he remembered the event that occurred that night. He had finally landed some hot chick that he had been trying to get for a long time and halfway through pleasure, Taron had called him. If it was a call from any other person, Rob could have easily ignored it. He couldn’t ignore Taron’s call however. Taron was the reason his once dead photography career was alive again, the reason he had the money to woo the girl he had his eyes on, and he didn’t want to offend his friend. He had reluctantly agreed to Taron’s request that night and went on to inform some other friends who he knew in the industry that the model, Selena, was a
“Selena Goldbridge, the city’s number one model, and her accomplice, Sarah Hopkins. Care to explain why you’ve got a gun pointed at the young man?” Selena’s blood ran cold as she heard Taron’s voice. What the fuck was he doing here? She turned to him with shock written all over her face. “T-Taron.” “Get back.” Sarah commanded as she turned her pistol to face Taron. “I’m not afraid of anybody.” “Sarah—” Selena tried to get the attention of her crazy friend before she did anything stupid. Was she trying to get them locked up for the rest of their lives? “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” Taron put his hands up, and pointed at different sides of the large hall, mocking Sarah. The cameras. Sarah gulped as her heart started to beat in a different rhythm. “So you see, if you try anything, there’s enough evidence to put you away. Shall I beg for my life now? Get on the floor, maybe?” Sarah gritted her teeth and put the weapon in her purse. Looking around, she saw th
Taron chuckled as he scrolled through headlines on his phone screen. He got a knock on the door and then got up to answer it, letting a blushing maid in with the breakfast trolley. “Good morning sir.” She greeted him and turned to to leave. Taron looked at the trolley and sighed. He went from struggling to getting more food than he could eat for three days for breakfast. Going back to looking at his phone, he saw the headlines. Crazy Celebrity Spotted At Monte Carlos With Friend. The photos under the post didn’t look too bad, but when he went through the comment section, he almost felt sorry for Selena. There were videos under other posts, and they showed Selena and Sarah running out of the building and coming out to be faced with different flashes from cameras. Selena started screaming and Taron exited the page. “She brought this upon herself.” He said as he went to face the meals laid out for him. “And even as it is, if there is a way to make things worse for her, I
Steve was playing with a paper aeroplane he made when Selena walked in without talking. “Oh hi baby, how are you?” He asked with a grin as he turned to look at his beautiful girlfriend. Selena was not smiling. “How am I? How am I?” She raised her voice and banged her fists on his desk. “O-Kay.” Steve said, putting his paper toy down. “Is anything the matter? You don’t look so good.” “No shit. Haven’t you seen the headlines and posts?” “Oh, right. Am I supposed to be asking you before you tell me what you were doing in that lowlife’s hotel, and who you were going to see?” Steve slanted his eyes in her direction. “Or when you were out with your face terribly done, don’t get me wrong, you are beautiful, but that was ugly.” “How is any of that supposed to be your business?” “You seem to be forgetting that I’m your boyfriend and I have a right to know,” Steve put his hands on the table. “and as a responsible woman—” “If anyone should be talking about responsibil
"I'm not in the most comfortable situation here, Harry." Taron turned to whisper to his designated assistant for the occasion. Harry blinked back in embarrassment. He was the shy type, and talking to people wasn't his thing. Taron was surrounded by about five women who had come to him in the guise of 'Wanting to talk to him', but he was smarter than that, and he knew that it wasn't just a casual conversation that these women wanted. Not with the way they kept looking up at him and tried their best to discreetly rub their chests against him, or in Maureen's case, make a show of adjusting her top, which was actually her just pulling the hem down. As if she needed to prove that she had gigantic breasts. "So you know, when I was younger, I used to help my nanny in the kitchen. I mean, it was nice to have helpers to do the work, but sometimes I felt the need to be self reliant, you know?" Maureen gave a long suffering sigh. "And that's good for you, Maureen." Taron sighed. He
"...I'm really sorry for causing a scene yesterday, I hope I didn't embarrass you too much; call me." Taron sighed as he listened to the third voice mail Selena had left for him. "Mike, so you remember how much I've always loved kids? Well one just ran towards me and told me that he thinks I'm the prettiest girl you've ever seen and I'm so honored! What are your thoughts?" Selena sighed and the voice mail came to an end. Taron shook his head. He had bigger things to do, but he was here listening to the voice of such a terrible woman. A terrible woman that he was really in love with for a very long time. Taron remembered trying to talk to her, and her cutting calls saying she wanted to go to sleep. He'd see her posting on her stories on Instagram and whenever he asked, it would be a "Something came up and I really had to go" that he'd get as a reply. "You really did do me a one up, didn't you, Selena?" Taron pressed delete and cleared all the voice mails he had. He couldn't be