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FIFTY - TWO
It wasn’t long before the picture of Starr and Christopher holding their hands began to circulate on different platforms. It was like they were the 6alk of the town. It was as if people had been waiting for a public evidence. Various interviews had began to pop here and there, for both Starr and Christopher. Starr knew she could trust Christopher, but her jealousy wasn’t going to let her watch him talk to Female interviewers who looked like they wanted him the entire time. Of she found an interviewer who should no interest at all, she wasn’t going to follow him. But also, she didn’t want to seem too protective of him, so she also decided to not go with him. Her pride didn’t let her.
About a week had passed since Starr got her car, and she had accepted an interview that wanted herself and Christopher Chariton present. She definitely wasn’t going to accept an interview that wanted her alone, she didn’t want anyone digging into her priva
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Placing Starr’s hand bag between them both, Starr crossing her left leg over her right the moment she and Christopher sat down. The interviewer was a black woman that was probably in her late twenties, slim and with a smile so bright it was the lighting to the room. She was dressed in a simple cream suit and brown inner, Starr though her outfit really suited her, but didn’t bother complimenting her. The interview was what was going to determine how she was going to treat her.“Good afternoon,” the interviewer had greeted them, causing Starr to nod while Christopher had replied with a smile and a low ‘afternoon’.The director made his call, the camera rolling and then the interview began. “Hello and welcome, I am your host for today Amber Brown,” Amber had said with a smile as she turned to Starr and Christopher, adding, “And today we have with us Miss Hart and Mr. Chariton.” Amber spoke with a certain type of
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At the click of her black Jimmy Choo's Lance heels on the office white tiles, heads began to turn and people began to trace their way to their offices and cubicles in fear. Starr Hart cat-walked in her wine button up bodycon gown, swaying her hips in the most perfect manner as her thick brown curls bounced here and there above her hips. She acted like she wasn't noticing anything, but at the same time was noticing everything. She held her Chanel handbag low as she stepped into the glass lift, tapping away on her phone with her right hand as she absent-mindedly pressed the '12’ button with her right index finger. She began to scroll through her emails, in case of any important or interesting news or business. But, there was nothing new there that could interest her, same old fan emails and business emails she had no pleasure in. She looked up from her phone as she switched it off lazily. Fortunately, she had gotten to the 12th floor. The very instant she stepped in, eve
DIAMOND HART TWO
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DIAMOND HART THREE
"You my dear friend, need to step out of this house," Magnus said to Starr. Magnus was the only person who Starr sometimes spent time with or talked about personal or mundane things with. Magnus had been there with her through thick and thin, through unexpected hits and decisions. He was the only one who was there, when she made her vow. It seemed like he was the only one who understood and got her. He knew when to leave her alone, bug her, tell her the truth, and mince his words. So, she hardly had issues with him and did often enjoy his company. "No, thank you," she told him shortly, switching between TV stations. She had been doing that for quite some time, she couldn't decide what she wanted to watch, all didn't seem to interest her. Magnus sighed, throwing his hands up. "You are such a huge buzz kill, you kill your own fire," he complained, earning no reply from Starr as she kept on switching from station to station. It was a Friday night, the perfect time to go out with frien
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Chris Chariton.Chris Chariton was the last person Starr was willing to see at that point in time, but it was the public, 'the will to see' law didn't apply there.He has a wide grin on, a grin wide enough to contain the lounge. "The club is the last place I'd have ever imagined seeing you," he said with a smile, causing Starr to scoff."And why is that?" she asked with a smirk, crossing her legs.He shrugged. "You're… What's the word again." He paused, tapping at his chin to think of the word, then lifting his hands as his face spread like he had gotten a new idea. "Austere. That's it."Starr shrugged."Ascetic," he said.Starr shrugged again.He chuckled. "You must be used to being described as that, uh?"She shrugged once more, not wanting to exchange words with him, hoping that was going to send him away. But, Chris was far from going. "May I?" he asked, pointing
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Starr was distracted for the umpteenth time that day, thinking back about the time she had with Chris. She smiled to herself a bit, feeling like a teenage girl with a crush. She couldn't help it. Anytime she tried to focus, her body reminded her of how good that night had felt. It took everything within her, to remind herself that she had work to do and needed to get back to it. She shook her head, trying to get back to work when Magnus busted into her office. "Girl, you are glowing," Magnus said with a smile as he walked into her office, the brightness of the day making his brown skin pop. She frowned a bit, trying to hide the truth from Magnus. She knew he could smell her, smell her out. He could smell when something was going on, or had gone on. "What?" she asked, keeping a straight face. "Don't I always glow?" He shook his head. "No b, you don't always glow," he said with a smile, taking his seat on the chair in front of her. "You're always just so fr
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