the constant clamoring of paparazzi and passers-by was annoying, to say the least. in an ideal world, the supermodel would be hidden away from the world and its constant criticism of every single aspect of her existence.
manicured-nails clacked against the bar’s +
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wooden frame, finally a moments peace while she attempted to order herself a drink.
a quick glance back to that man sitting alone, his eyes zoned in on her like prey, a quick inhale in before returning her focus to the bartender producing her cocktail. +
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