Even Before All Happens : All Way Back 1

Hi, I'm Gia.

My hobbies? Fashion and photography.

I've loved art since I was a child. Ever since my parents passed away, I've poured my heart and soul into artistic pursuits like painting, photography, and fashion. It's been the best form of therapy for me.

I consider myself lucky to have a friend who shares the same interests.

Sorn and I have been friends since we were three years old. His father is a Thai businessman who runs a successful real estate business, and their company is well-known in the field. Before that, his father was a lawyer. Mrs. Kent-Patthita, whom I affectionately call Aunty Phim, is a beautician and owns a spa and beauty clinic. She was a dear friend of my late mother, who worked as a stylist. My late father had a modest relationship with Mr. Patthita, not too close but not complete strangers either.

Working in the fashion industry has given me incredible opportunities to travel and meet new people. Since my hobbies align so closely with my job, I take advantage of every chance I get. It's a perfect blend of work and play, ensuring that my life never becomes dull. I have my friends, Sorn and Tamara, who I can always count on and have fun with. Tamara and I have been friends since college, and because Sorn is my best friend, he became her friend too!

However, I've come to realize that I may be overworking myself, bordering on becoming a workaholic. While building an empire in the fashion industry is exciting, there comes a point where success can leave you feeling empty. Despite having friends, colleagues, fame, and a stable life, there's still a sense of loneliness that lingers.

Speaking of my inner self, I do desire to have a partner by my side, especially now that I'm in my late twenties. Let me share a secret with you: I'm still a virgin. I devoted most of my college life to studies, projects, paperwork, charity work, and more. I rarely had the opportunity to experience the carefree nature of typical teenage life, like attending frat parties and embracing wildness. Although I know there's a wild and dark side within me, I don't believe it's worth pursuing recklessly.

After waiting for so long, here we are! Despite dedicating almost 7 years of my life working tirelessly for YoLo, I'm still single! Even my roommate, Tamara, managed to find herself a great guy! Every time he comes over to our apartment, I can't help but feel a tinge of jealousy, especially when they engage in... well, you know, adult activities. It's too uncomfortable to talk about openly!

Whenever I vent about my frustrations to Tamara, she simply chuckles or brushes it off. "Well, at least you're not a virgin with a vibrator!" she would tease. In response, I usually playfully smack her ass for daring to bring up my kinky side. I yearn for a meaningful relationship, but I'm too anxious to open up my heart. However, I do want to give it a try, at least once! Even Sorn managed to lose his virginity!

With that in mind, I made a decision to end my life as a maiden and actively start dating men in the hopes of meeting the right person. But, I must admit, men can be quite frustrating! They often seem overly focused on their carnal desires. This has been my experience, and it has led me to push them away rather quickly.

But now, I'm determined to throw away those negative ideas and keep an open mind. Love may be elusive, but I won't let that discourage me. I'm ready to embrace new experiences and see where life takes me!

***

I stroll along the path, camera in hand, capturing the vibrant nightlife of Paris. As I soak in the scenery, I decide to take some time for myself and skip the after-party with Tamara and Sorn. Our departure is imminent, so I thought it would be nice to do some sightseeing.

Lost in the moment, I find myself drawn to a beautiful mural in one of the alleyways. It possesses an intriguing mix of darkness, mystery, and aesthetic appeal. Next to the mural, there's a shop that appears to be a tarot card reader's establishment. However, I have no interest in having my future read—I believe that my future is shaped by the choices I make in my present life.

Nevertheless, I can't help but be captivated by the shop's intricate decor. They have an impeccable sense of style. Unbeknownst to me, as I stood there, someone stepped in front of me just in time to prevent a collision. I quickly express my gratitude while brushing off the dust from my clothes.

"You're not in danger... yet," she utters cryptically.

Perplexed, I furrow my brows, wondering what she means by that statement.

"I haven't done anything," she clarifies.

"But you saved me," I mumble.

The woman leans closer, our shoulders touching. She gently strokes my forearm.

"I know what you desire," she whispers.

"I don't—"

"Thank me later," she interrupts, then swiftly walks away. I glance down at my hand and realize she slipped something into my palm.

It's a business card, crafted in elegant gold and black. I flip it over to reveal the words 'VIP PASS' inscribed on it. This isn't your ordinary promotion. I examine the name of the company, printed in French.

DÉSIRER.

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