Axel

She's sleeping peacefully in my bed. A huge blonde mess of hair sprawled across her pillow. It's taking everything in me not to reach out and touch it. Everything.

I turn away, afraid she'd catch me looking. I don't wanna complicate stuff and cause her to leave. We never talked about the kiss, and I guess she's probably forgotten all about it at this rate. Ashton is such a fucking idiot. Just wait till I get my hands on him, I will beat his ass for every tear that Kaia cried.

My phone buzzes on the nightstand making me grab it straight away. I don't wanna wake her. I accept the call and place it to my ear, tearing myself away from the sheets and into the living room.

"Hello?" I lazily speak into my phone, wondering who the fuck would call me so early.

"Bro, it's me, Ash. Hey, have you seen Kaia around? I need to talk to her urgently"

"Fucking save your bullshit, mate. Leave her alone! Haven't you done enough, yeah?"

"Oh you're one to judge. You're fucking worse than I am so don't fucking tell me how to act"

"You've hurt her, Ashton. That and the fact that she doesn't have a place to stay now thanks to you"

"I will sort it the fuck out. All of it. Okay? Just stay out of our damn business"

"It's a little too late for that" I spit angrily at him, hanging up. I hate to be this pissed off so early in the morning but this fucker is something else.

**

Ashton

The nerve of that asshole. I swear I will beat his skinny ass the minute I land. He's the last person who should be fucking judging.

"Trouble in paradise?" James says with a smirk, passing me a smoke.

"Shut up" I mumble, taking a hit. I wasn't in the fucking mood.

"What's with the attitude? It's not my fault we've been dismissed. I'm not the one that broke the fucking contract" James spits, taking a hit as we sit idly waiting for our pickup.

Turns out having any type of relationship with either the hired models or assistants would cause immediate termination of our contract. And I just had to fuck shit up. I'm a mess. I've lost this project, I've lost my girlfriend and now I've been booted by the landlord. Such great excuses to get extremely fucking drunk tonight.

"Are you gonna tell Kaia you're heading home this week? She'd be thrilled" James says, hitting my arm. I shoved him back and shook my head, finishing off my smoke.

"She couldn't care less about me and I don't blame her. I'm a fucking idiot" I spit angrily in return.

James shakes his damn head and gets up, loading our bags into the pickup.

"You guys are dramatic. Relationships can be fixed. This problem can be fixed. Trust me" He advises me, as if he'd been here before.

"Yeah, I'm not so sure" I say truthfully, getting in the car.

**

We arrive at yet another fucking hotel. I'm tired of this shit. I wanna go home, to an actual house and have fucking home cooked meals. Probably something I won't be smelling in a while given the fact that my girl hates my guts. I've been trying her for hours trying to explain about the rent situation. She didn't pick up once. I got a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach when I spoke to Axel. No clue why.

"You ready to work for the next ten hours?" James pats my back as we make our way inside to unpack and head to today's sight.

"Might aswell" I sigh in response, uninterested.

James assured me I would get my cut from the last project even though I fucked up. Nice enough of him even though, it was the least he could've done.

Hours passed by and I was bored and had a bad headache. James was stuffing his face any chance he got, I on the other hand tried every other way possible to get through to my angel. There was only one more option left and I began to perspire just thinking of it. Danielle.

Knowing her, she might already want me skinned alive for what I've done. No doubt she's heard, her and Kaia are stuck together. They tell each other every damn thing. Sometimes it's a good thing and times like this it's a fucking nightmare.

"Ashton, it's so nice to finally meet you, I'm Shan and I'm in charge of all this" a short woman with golden brown hair greets me, reaching out to shake my hand. She's friendly-looking and doesn't look like the bossy type, which was rare.

"A pleasure to meet you, and to be here" I reply smoothly, shaking her small hand. She pulls back smiling then goes ahead and focuses on her tablet.

"I would like your opinion on something, Mr. Parker. It's part of this shoot but I would like you to choose a face for me. I'm too attached to my girls so I find it better if a total stranger would pick. If you would" she asks politely, showing me some photos on her tablet.

"Of course" I say enthusiastically, staring at the photos on the screen. They were all beautiful and had their own strong points. Some were in the eyes, others the facial structure. All stunning in my eyes but I had to pick only one. I looked for a girl who had it all, the face, the eyes, the hair and the body.

"Her" I answer after much deliberation, showing Shan my choice.

"Ah, Olivia, yes she's a beauty. She has the height, the body and her face is picture perfect for my concept. The thing I love about her the most is her caramel skin, it's gorgeous" Shan gushes, smiling at the screen. I can tell she had a bond with her girls.

"What's the concept if you don't mind me asking" I decide to ask now so I'll know what I'm getting into.

"Purity. Lots of white, smooth bare skin and well, Olivia. I hope you're okay with a private shoot, Mr. Parker" Shan informs me.

Private shoot. Just great.

"That's fine. No problem. Let me know when and I'll be there" I smile, getting back to my editing.

"Great! Love your energy!" She cheers before heading back to wherever she came from.

I chuckled and continued working, ready to smash the fuck outta this project.

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