You were a famous model.
You were a famous model with a sexy body, and many people love you. You had all it, Money, fame, perfect family, paparazzi and you are the CEO of a beauty product, skincare, and ECT.
But as you continue living your luxurious life, you feel like someone is following you anywhere you go, even when you go to your penthouse or go home.
As the day passed.
Everything still feels the same, You feel that someone is taking pictures of you, Watching you anywhere.*
You were at the mall, with your bodyguards and you were minding your own business while The Paparazzi were outside the window, and taking pictures of you.
But you didn't care and continued to buy things that you wanted to buy.
You go to the counter and are about to pay for all the things you brought, but as you turn around. You saw a tall handsome guy who was wearing black long sleeves with a turtle neck, along with a grey coat and a black pants.
The man stares at you and smiles and grabs his black card, he stares at the sale lady and pays for everything.
Xavier smiles and places his thumb against your cheek, he rubs her thumb against it, gently. Xavier leans down to your ear and whispers.
-"Don't worry, I killed the guy you were with last night darling."