Chapter 8. Paparazzi

Sophia

As we pull over in front of 11 Madison Square, my eyes widen.

“We better get him signed. There is no way we can afford this place!” I hiss at Lena.

In my defense, we strictly follow a monthly budget. Lena makes fun of me about it, but that’s alright. She won’t make fun of me once she figures out what I eventually plan to do with the money.

She smirks. “I believe in you, Sophie… Just watch, he won’t be able to resist you…”

“Thanks!” I say, thinking she is admiring my skills to close the deal, but then she clarifies, “He is gonna drool all over you.” She glances at my dress.

My cheeks burn.

Is this dress too revealing? I don’t think so. It’s just a deep V-neck I love.

It’s not my fault I have generous boobs.

“For a change, appreciate my business skills instead of my looks, Lena.” I roll my eyes at her and she chuckles.

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We sit in the beautiful ambiance waiting for the rockstar. As he enters th