W ell, there it was, right there in black and white: LIANA LETO: SUPERMODEL TURNED GROUPIE. I’m going to kill Elliott. As soon as I see him, I’m going to take him by that ridiculous man bun and kick him until he dies. Looking around the newsstand, I spot four more rags with my photo on it. It looks terrible. I look fantastic but overall, the photo looks horrendous. They said no photos. I bet you one of their real groupies caught us with her fucking camera phone. That little tramp must have been following those pricks just waiting for the perfect moment. Glancing around me, I realized I’m attracting attention. People have probably figured out I’m the chick on the cover making out with two rock stars. Jesus H. Christ. I look like a prostitute. Fumbling through my purse, I grabbed my oversized sunglasses and scurried away into the coming crowd.
I’m not worried about my career. As salacious as this looks, notoriety only helps my marketability which lands me more assignments. This will blow over, everything does. My concern is Armand. There is no way he’s not going to find out about this and maybe I could live with him finding out about one guy, but I’m not sure I can bounce back from a fucking threesome! How can I show my face in Paris after everyone thinks I’ve fucked Asher and Earl? I mean I did, but it was just that one time. Rushing to the corner to catch a cab, I’m rattled by the vibrations going off in my purse. It’s Ash.
Baby, can we talk? Please, don’t be mad.
Baby? Who the hell is baby? I’m not his baby. Where the hell does this prick get off calling me baby. I felt desperate to get away from the scene of the crime. While I gave the cabbie the address to my hotel, I start to wonder if I should call Armand. I doubt this indiscretion has been covered by Le Monde, but it’s better that he hears something this heavy from me. Indiscretion. That’s what he called his little liaison—an indiscretion. I’m still pissed but I’ve robbed myself of the upper hand by indulging in this less than satisfying adventure. I’m such an idiot. That’s what the headline should read: LIANA ALEXANDRA LETO IS A FUCKING IDIOT.