Just a huge Hoe
Lyra was playing a game when she got a call.
She maintained a smile regardless of what was to come next. Her brother hated her guts and over the years, he tried mentally discourage her a lot, which did a negative impact on her career overall.
Aaron
Had fun fooling around?
Lyra
Yeah, the wedding was fun. The couple is happy.
*bite her lips*
Aaron
You know I'm not talking about the wedding.
*click his tongue*
Lyra
I wasn't fooling around anywhere.
Aaron
What about those magazine shoots then? Did you gain anything from it? Followers, fans, fame, money?
Lyra
...
Why did you call?
Aaron
To remind you that you have a father who expects his daughter to behave like his good girl.
Lyra
I am. I didn't do anything to put him down.
*clenching on the bedsheet*
Aaron
Not that you made him proud or happy.
Aaron
Come to the company tomorrow first thing.
Lyra
I'm not in the country
Lyra
I can't leave this early
Aaron
*sigh*
Fine tomorrow by evening, I want to see you in front of our dad. Rest is upto you.
She remembered how Cynthia made her promise to go on a trip tomorrow and she shut her eyes.
Lyra was helpless. The last thing she wanted was her family's disappointment. The people who raised her, loved her and never asked anything from her deserved to be proud be called her parents.
She knew her modelling career wasn't doing any good. And it wasn't like everyone can do well, that's how the industry is.
She sighed and walked out of her room towards the garden when she heard a groan and her stomach churned.
Lyra
(Why does it sound familiar?)
She peeked around and found a man sitting on a bench with a girl hovering and kissing him as if it was their last day and tomorrow their lips would fall out.
Lyra
Well, it will fall out if they keep doing that.
She almost turned around when she recognised the silhouette of the guy
It was the same hand cupped her cheeks few days ago that was now massaging someone else's butt.
She could feel her anger building up as he fondled with that woman. No, it wasn't jealousy. It was just pure anger.
Lyra
How dare he call me names when he's eating out a stranger?
*grit her teeth*
Lyra
Manwhóre. No, he's just a huge whóre. Worthless.
She rolled her eyes and left
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