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Who looks like some kind of freaking Adonis. "If you're interested," she gives me a look that conveys- and who wouldn't be, "there's a website solely devoted to all things Roan King. And there are some seriously hot pics of him up there to drool over." Now that my Roan-King-haze has finally started to dissipate and my hormone levels are once again evening out, my brows snap together in total disbelief. "Are you telling me this guy created a website so he can promote himself?" Oh, that's going too far even for a gorgeous football playing god like him. I almost wince at my own unchecked thoughts.

My real reason for being in Italy, with him. Scrolling through social media, I found a video of Kian. Millions of people had watched it. Tapping on it, I found it. This was the video in front of KC productions. He was standing in front of a car. He was smiling. And the person who was holding the camera zoomed onto his face. Kian was looking at someone in the car. The car door opened a little bit more, giving a quick glance of a girl in black outfit, with a mask, it was me. The video was captioned with, ‘lavender girl now appeared in black’

With a fake sad smile, Annabel shook her head as she reached for the two women, “But she is still my best friend. Please don’t expose her. We can’t blame someone for being raised wrong.” “You’re too Kind Annie, this is why you’re always taken advantage of!” Chelsea shook her head as she reached for another glass of champagne. Just as the party was in full swing, the door opened revealing Kiana Frost. Kiana Frost stepped into the room, captivating everyone with her presence. She wore a stunning black dress that hugged her curves with a gracefully cut back. Her makeup was flawlessly done, enhancing her natural beauty with her brown curls let loose. She smiled as she walked through the small cr

she frustratedly said when her personal assistant walked into her room. “Sure honey, I got it,” he said for Kayla to hang up. “ good morning madam, the Rapzy heels Ads is 10 am,” she said for Kayla to sigh. “What about the Dior ad?” She asked for her assistant to bow her head. “ they cancel it ma’am after the relationship scandal with Sir Alex. German supermodel, Kaira has taken it” she said for Kayla to frown. “ rubbish” she screamed in anger as she felt like to cry because it was like a step up in her career.

I had never heard Kia giggle like that before she met her. The other day when I was talking to her, explaining to her what's right and what's wrong. She made me shocked by asking if I'd marry her. Who the hell is teaching her these things? Actually, I know who the moron is. Aiden f*cking Rivera. Arielle lifted her and very gently combed her hair in two little buns. "You like them?", She asked her smiling at her gently. "I look pretty," Kia said stretching the last word.

Gia Kian was on the phone to someone as I finished getting ready. The glass door was closed; it muffled the sound of his voice, making it difficult to hear what he was saying. I could tell by the relaxed look on his face that it wasn’t the Reaper. His eyes flashed in my direction, and he did a double take as he saw what I was wearing. The leather jeans, red cross-over top, and spikey heels did wonders for my petite figure. Kian’s manager wanted me to look every inch the biker chick to complement my husband’s image. I noticed the price tags, and my eyes popped out on stalks. Now that I was ready, I wanted to flaunt my new look and see if Kian approved. I caught his attention with a sultry wav

It just doesn’t make any sense at any bit. But seeing how Kianna was doing, she knew how much Kianna had changed for a short time she hadn’t seen her. She loses weight. Even the makeup she had was thicker. Thicker enough to hide the marks of her swollen eyes. ‘Did… did sir Drake really… had an affair?’ Surprised when she saw her phone vibrate, it was Shaun. “Yes?” [Jena, tell Kianna that Seki wants to see her here. Be here as soon as possible or I don’t even know if Seki can stay here waiting]

’ I ask her. ‘Well, I know you are longing for companionship, so as long as we don’t fall in love with him, I don’t mind what you do, but it all stops as soon as we meet our mate,’ Kia says with a shrug. Today for school I am wearing my skinny black jeans with white Vans and a beautiful light pink short-sleeve button-down top with puffy sleeves. My light brown curly hair is thrown up with a large hair clip into a half-ponytail-loose, my big brown eyes staring back at me.

The door opened just as Aria stepped out of the wardrobe, heels dangling from her fingers. Kieran filled the doorway, broad and dangerous, already stripping off his white button down shirt. His eyes locked on her, and for a moment he didn’t breathe. The tiny black dress clung to her curves, the hem scandalously short, the neckline daring.

He went around to go back to his spot at the Broadway street sign, and surprised to see that K was already standing there. She was wearing a flowy, full-length black skirt with little white daisies printed all over the fabric. She paired it with a cute and cropped little white tee with the words YES. NO. MAYBE. sprawled on the chest area, an oversized denim jacket on top of it, and matched them with beige suede ankle boots. Her dark hair was in wild, loose curls. Her eyes were so bright - they gleamed and sparkled as the brilliant lights from the digital billboards hit her pupils. She was almost completely covered, very modest, except for her exposed tiny midriff because of the little crop t