"I can't let you go on and about whenever you feel like it!" Carlos entered after you into your dressing room.

"Not even one moment of peace?" You couldn't help but be fed up by Carlos's continuous following around.

You were a supermodel! You didn't need a bodyguard or anything. You just needed fancy outfits, a charming smile and a walk that made everyone stand in awe.

Not your fault people are gossiping and that apparently... you were a horrible person behind the stage.

"Listen, you can't keep doing what you want. Your father wants me to look after you because you keep getting in trouble." He shut the door behind him as it was only you two in the dressing room.