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Chase POV
It was only one night and it felt like torture without her. Not only had Lisa invaded my thoughts but also my dreams. I felt the distance between us pulling my soul out of my ribs rendering me breathless. The apartment seemed so cold and lonely without her. I tried to play the PS but all I could hear was her talkative sweet voice teasing me. I miss you so much Lisa. What are you doing to me? What I feel is unusual for me. Please come back, forgive me for yesterday. I am craving for you. Just by thinking about you I am tormented by desire .I was lazily lying on the bed, wearing the bathrobe she had on earlier as I hugged the pillow she had laid her head on tight. I was longing for her. Everywhere I looked, everything I touched reminded me of her.
To make matters worse, I didn't have her number or else I would have called her..I searched for her on Instagram and Twitter and there she was looking all beautiful and innocent. I was tempted to follow her and apologize to her DM but I couldn't. To her I was just a normal guy Or I should try and create a fake account in my name and follow her?
Damn that bitch Clara, she pulled Lisa away from me. If she didn't call me before I got home and started threatening me about leaking our s*x tapes to the press and ruining my reputation I wouldn't have been so moody. I hate myself for hurting Lisa and I hate Clara more for making me mad.
C'mon Chase stop acting like a teenager in love. Does she know what she does to me? I have been obsessed with her since yesterday. Her creases and kisses are like a drug I can't live without. I pressed Luke's number and impatiently waited as it rang.Where is this son of a mother when I need him?
"Hey bro?" Finally he answered.
"I need your help..."
"Where are you? We are supposed to meet the new assistant coach in three hours"
"Can you follow Lisa on Instagram and tell her that Chase..sorry I mean Marcus is sorry..." I know I sounded desperate but I didn't care.
"Are you crazy dude? What will she think that you are not a man enough to to face her?" He began scolding me.
"I don't know what to do.I can't follow her with my Instagram account. She will know who I am. Moreover, she knows me by my middle name, not Chase.."
"This is a bad idea bro. Just come for practice and we will think of less weird plans."
"Okay..."I hung up.
At the runway practice, every female that I see either looks or smells like Lisa or worse both.
"Gather around everyone, I need to introduce our new assistant trainer..." The Trainer Mrs Deborah dragged me from my drugging insane thoughts. I had already started walking towards Mrs Deborah when my phone rang. It is Clara.
"What?" I asked the moment I answered.
"I am sorry about everything I said yesterday, I was mad and lonely. I miss you baby..." She stuttered.
But I don't care about that now, all I want is to find my Lisa and patch things up. I don't know if I could survive one more day without seeing her. I had already hired a private investigator to look for her.
"I will talk to you later .And about the s*x tapes, you can leak them. I don't care! My career might be ruined but I am Chase, a billionaire's son" I hung up before she could say anything. If she tries to cause any trouble for me, I will ask my brother to send his boys to deal with her.
By the time I got back to where people had gathered, the assistant trainer, who surprisingly is a man, had already introduced himself. But I am not so surprised that they got a man this time around. All the guys kept making passes at the last assistant who was a young lady. I think she was fired because she was caught with one of the guys during a fashion show.
"Who is the guy?" I asked Luke.
"He is Luca..."
Why is everything associated with Lisa following me? Her brother is also called Luca. Is the universe trying to tell me something? We went back to our usual intense practice for about three hours when the assistant coach requested we gather around.
"Hey guys, since it's my first day here I thought I should treat you with some cupcakes courtesy of my little sister and her friend. She will be here in a few." He said and we all screamed excitedly. We went back to our walk training . I sometimes don’t understand why we need to train for every fashion show.
"Bro, so about the Lisa girl?" Luke pulled me aside from the rest of the people.
"I hired a private investigator to look for her..."
"Just be careful you don't fall for her..You are going crazy. What happened?"
"Clara threatened to leak our s*x tapes to the press.I was in a bad mood and I really said some mean words to Lisa yesterday."
"Your life is a mess bro. So what will you do?"
"I don't know..."
"Hey Chase," I felt an arm around my shoulder,"come lets have some cupcakes plus I need a little favour...My little sister and her friend are huge fans and want to meet you..."
“Sure why not!.” I answered him and we started to walk in the direction of two petty ladies standing. Th either looks like Lisa. But I refused to believe she is the one because Lisa hates fashion.
But as much as I wanted to deny it, she is really the one. What the hell is she doing here?
My lies are about to be exposed.
When she saw me, The phone she was holding slipped from her hand and crashed on the floor.
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Her eyes widened in shock, as she staggered back almost falling but one of the male models held her.
"Let her go!" I felt jealousy and anger drip from my words.
*****
Lisa’s POV
After meeting Marcus, I realized that prince charming guys are not what I always believed and that bad boys are not identified by black leather jackets anymore. I was still fascinated by Marcus no matter what he did.Why could I not stop thinking about him? It was like he was controlling every inch of me. My body, soul and mind."Lisa?" Claire shouted excitedly, running into the bakery shop.
"What happened?"I asked in a bored tone.
"Claire let me be the one to give her the news..." Luca said calmly behind her. I walked out of the counter and approached them.
"What news? Why are you two so happy?"
"I got the job as the assistant catwalk trainer. From today this guy is working with the Elite modeling Agency " Luca hugged me excitedly and I couldn't help but deafen his ears with my screams. Finally some good news after a long time.
"Our lives will soon change little lioness." He lifted me off the ground and spun me around."I am so happy Lisa ..."
"Me too Claire"
After we pulled back, his hand was still on Claire's waist. When he realized it, he rubbed the back of his neck weirdly.
"So I want you to make thirty cupcakes and bring them to the Elite Agency office. You know where their office is located right?”. Luca asks me and I nod my head.
"Here and be there by three o'clock." He handed me a white envelope.
"What is it?" I asked confusingly.
"It's a little gift to my little lioness." He kissed me on the forehead, hugged Claire and left the bakery shop.
"Check what's it there short woman!" Claire jumped up and down excitedly.
"Calm down..."
"I don't have that patience..." She grabbed the envelope from me and opened it. It was a bank account slip and a little note. Luca had just deposited twenty thousand in my bank account.I could feel tears pricking my eyes.What did I ever do in my past life to deserve such a sweet charming brother?
"Read the little note short woman..." Tears were dripping from Claire’s eyes after reading it.
'Dear little lioness
This is a little gift for you. Pay your house rent and shop rent and remaining money use it to replace your savings you wasted on Kelvin.I always got you.
Regards,
The best big brother'
After I was done reading, we both hugged each other crying.We were lucky to have Luca in our lives.
"Do you now understand why I love that sweet brother of yours?"
"I love him too..."
"He always got us..."
"And we always got him too..."
"So are you excited to finally meet Chase ? He is a model under the Elite Agency.
"Of course not..." I drew back angrily.
"I am sorry my phone went off before you could see his picture but trust me you will fall in love with him the moment you see him..."
"I can bet on my life that I won't be interested or even moved. I have had enough with men..." I walked back into the kitchen ready to start making cupcakes
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"Let's see if you will think the same after seeing him" Claire retorted behind me..Was the Chase as hot as Marcus? Did he have a rotten character like that lying handsome playboy.
Arrrrggh!Stop thinking about Marcus, Lisa!. .After I was done making cupcakes, I took an Uber to the Elite Agency.When I arrived, I couldn't help but notice how hot and handsome the male models are and the female models are all looking like a real life doll.
"Can I meet Chase? I am his huge fan..."I whispered to my brother.
"Asap!Little lioness. Let me bring him to you." He winked.
I was busy chatting with two handsome players when I heard a familiar voice behind me...Is that Marcus? Stop being crazy Lisa. He is probably in the office working.
"Where is this huge fan that wants to meet me?”
I turned around curiously to see this Chase guy who is making people around me crazy about him when I got the surprise of my life.
What is Marcus doing here? I thought he works in the office? And why is he bearing Chase? What did he mean? He is the famous model I have been hearing about? staggered back almost falling when I felt a pair firm hands on my waist.
"Let her go!" Whoever that man was cussed out.
"What's wrong with you Chase?" The guy holding me yelled back.
"W-Why are you calling him Chase? His name is Marcus and he is not a model…." I stammered
"Are you okay?" Luca took my hands and helped me stand upright.
"Just fan fever. I finally met my celebrity crush, I didn't know how to react..." I stammered.
"Do you want some water?"
"No big bro, can I go to the bathroom?"
"Sure just go straight, on your right you will see the dressing room. Opposite the dressing room..."
" Thank you..."
What's happening? What are people talking about? Marcus and Chase are the same person? Does that mean he lied to me? I was still in shock trying to comprehend what was happening.I begun feeling dizzy just thinking about it
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