chapter 2

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CHAPTER 2

KIMBERLY’S P.O.V

I hate it! I fucking hate it!

KK is the last place I wanna set my pretty little foot on… ugh!

Kalau saya teringat my teenage years in KK macam saya mau bakar saja hidup-hidup tu guru disiplin sama PKHEM yang selalu saja cari pasal sama saya… 😡 saya tau saya nakal... tsk.. but I still don't deserve all the denda 😒

After 7 years of moving back to Milan with my parents and getting peace of mind… Mmm… peace bah juga… hehehe…. Akhirnya saya kena suruh balik untuk attend Aunty Vivienne’s birthday party…

My parents are in Barcelona for a business trip… grandpa or papa, is too old to fly to the end of the world…

I have two brothers that can attend! Kenapa juga mesti saya yang mau attend?

“I have a photoshoot…” I crossed my legs while looking down at my handphone…

“I called Giovan…” Karter blew out the smoke from his cigarette…

What did that idiot told my brother?! 😒

“It’s Natalia…” saya bagi alasan… another modelling manager jadi mangsa saya…

“I was just in bed with Natalia…” fuck that bitch! Abang saya pun dia mau sapu?!

Saya mendengus kasar… dubs dabs dubs dabs jantung saya menahan amarah…

Kau tunggu Natalia, I’ll burn down your office!

“Suruhlah Kurtis saja bah…” saya tidak tahan sudah…

“Kurtis has a lot of job to do…” Karter bilang…

Karter berdiri, satu tangan dalam pocket dan satu tangan memegang sigup dia… he looked out of the full glass window of our family lounge…

terlentang besar kawasan rumah kami yang dipenuhi dengan sports cars and 3 private jets… setiap satu kami adik-beradik memiliki satu jet…

“I don’t have time for this, Kimberly…” ciss! Tiada masa konon… Masa meng-amps sana meng-amps sini banyak pula masa dia…

“I don’t have time for you too, Karter…” saya menjawab abang saya dengan angkuh… “go to the party yourself…”

“say that again?” Karter menaikkan satu kudou…

“go yourself!” saya mengulangi bantahan saya…

Karter smiled… he clicked on his handphone screen…

BOOM!

I looked out the window in shock…! 😱

“that’s my 2mil Bugatti you fucking idiot!” I screamed…

Then his eyes roamed…
“Pick up Aunty Sarah from Paris…”

“No..!” saya berkeras…

His eyes set on my….
“Not my jet, fucker!”

“so what’s it gonna be?” he asked in an asshole of a tone…

“fine! I’ll go…” saya jeling dia… “but when I come back, I expect you to replace 3 Bugattis!”

“Bugatta pun boleh…” dia bilang… Bugatta kepala hotak kau, Karter! 😡

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In my private jet…

I sipped on my Bloody Mary while listening to Bebe Rexha's 🎵Bad Bitches Don’t Cry🎵

Aunty Sarah memerhati saya sekian lama… akhirnya dia bersuara…
“aren’t you cold?”

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