Novel & Cerita Keira Popstar

“Such a witty comment.” “Listen to me. No one will know you in Vegas, so you can have as much fun as you want. Get laid with some hot guy on your birthday to make up for the shitty birthdays in the last decade. It’s the beginning of a new era… you have to celebrate it by getting railed politely!” “That sounds like an awful idea.” Keira slapped her arm and picked up a baby doll. “If you had listened to me and not married Derrik, you could have said my idea was awful. And you will look hot in this.” She put the baby doll in front of Pandora’s body and gave her a little wink.

Chapter 62: When Brent Stayed Silent POV: Aleira The humiliating video from the charity gala had gone viral overnight. It was all over social media, news channels, blogs. Everywhere I looked, my name was being dragged through the mud. Edited clips from the event showed me looking awkward, unrefined, and out of place beside high society elites. Headlines screamed everything from "Single Mom Crashes Gala in Designer Knock-Off" to "Montenegro CEO's Embarrassment: Who Is Aleira Tan?"

“Which, by the way, you seem to be severely lacking.” Keira scoffed, shoving another dress into her overnight bag. “Common sense is overrated.” “No, common sense is what stops people from committing corporate espionage over a crush.” “It’s not espionage!” Keira hissed. “It’s… damage control.” Gianna snorted. “Right. And I’m the queen of England.” Keira flopped onto her bed with a groan. “Look, I just need a name. Someone who can wipe the footage, I'll pay well.”

Fries then turned into wings and my plate was empty before I even realized. I love a girl that can eat. It's only when you meet someone who goes against all odds that you realize how boring your life had been before. The only women who'd ever placed their hands in my food are my sisters Leah and Sophie. They weren't punished because that's what little sisters are meant to do. No other woman had ever come close to doing this, but Khloe stole my food like it was no big deal. "Oh my gosh," she groaned. "I think I'm having a baby," she laughed, her back resting against the chair and her hand on her stomach.

She said as she stomped to the bedroom and slammed the door behind her. The worst part about this is that she has to go to the wedding. Hundreds of photographers and media personnel are going to be there. Danika has to present herself as the perfect daughter, she doesn’t want her family to be in a gossip column like the Kardashians. I didn’t know how to help her out now that we aren’t together anymore. I don’t know what the rules are. I don’t know if I can still tell her if doing something is a good idea or not. Like agreeing to help her mother out with the seating arrangement at the wedding.

“By the way, Lapochka, I notice that you have some hectic muscle on your legs and upper thighs-” A growl from the stove as Kai continues to do whatever it is that he’s doing. “Okay, okay geez,” Nikolai says and holds up his hands while rolling his eyes. “Do you work out a lot, or is there another secret you’re hiding?” I look at Nikolai, surprised that he even noticed the muscle definition in my legs because they don’t really show. “I’m a dancer, more specifically a ballerina. Not professionally though; I was told that I am much too curvaceous to ever be a Prima Ballerina.” I say and see his eyes widen at my words.

I didn’t want to go through the disappointment and worry again, so I just put it off for as long as I could. Kiara had let me in on one of her secrets. Her parents had raised her as sheltered as they possibly could, so naturally Kiara had turned to the internet to make friends. Combine that with the fact that she is a natural fashionista, and she has gained over two million followers on Instagram.

She looked breathtaking. Her hot look for the cover was trending on the social media sites already. Although she was sitting down, the public fancied her the most. I raised the volume up. The press was talking about her comeback crazily, " WOW! What a comeback for KIERA STEVENS! Look at the shares! The magazine isn't even out yet. She is already ruling the internet." " Netizens were asking why the company had to add Anastasia Beverly on the cover when Kiera was more than enough!"

“I swear, you’re always the last to show up, Zara. You should’ve been here to hear Claire’s K-pop drama.” Claire scowled. “Drama? It’s not drama. It’s just… I don’t know. She’s been ghosting me lately. I think I might have scared her off.” Tia snorted. “K-pop girl, huh?” She leaned back in her chair. “You mean the one who looks like she walked out of a music video?” Claire nodded, a sigh escaping her. “She’s Korean, or at least looks it. Honestly, I can’t even tell. But she’s ridiculously hot. Like AI-level hot. Don’t tell me that doesn’t scream K-pop girl.”

are adults, what is embarrassed, childish. Actually, the thing is this. Eva Taylor took Keira to bed with her last night, and when she woke up in bed in the morning to brush Twitter, she happened to see the news that Justin Davis was coming to N City to promote his new movie, which was not far from the spa hotel, and after learning that Keira liked him, she suggested going to see the show. In order to give Alex Brown and Emma Rosy more time to themselves, Eva Taylor did everything she could to get Keira to agree not to have her parents with her, but only if she told them herself.