The Lawyer's Obsession

1 | I Am Who I Am

Adelina Cortez's POV

"Carlos! Stop!" I yelled at my idiotic manager, who decided it was smart to pick a fight with the owner of the building we were going to be shooting in.

"Ma'am, please back up!" A younger employee pleaded with me. The poor kid looked like he was ready to faint at the first sign of an altercation.

"Look, that's my manager. Please have your boss come speak to me," I told him softly with apologetic eyes. "Please?" I asked softly, this time I used a more desperate voice.

"Alright ma'am. Hold on. Just stay back so you don't get hurt," he told me, before he walked in the direction of the two now screaming men.

The young guy tugged on his bosses shirt and whispered into his ear. The potbellied bastard smirked and glanced my way. I shifted uncomfortably at his creepy stare.

"Miss Adelina," he said with his disgusting voice. "I hear you want to talk." He licked his lips as he neared me and I nearly recoiled at his actions.

"Mr. Cole. I'm sorry for how my manager is acting. We are very grateful that you are letting us shoot here. Can you tell me what's the problem?" I asked him softly.

My soft angelic like voice always made guys putty in my hands. His eyes clouded with lust and he pulled me flush against him. I braced my hands on his chest to keep some distance.

"Sir, this is inappropriate," I told him. He smiled then released me. "Let me watch the photo shoot and everything will be okay," he stated with a evil dirty smirk.

I swallowed the bile in my throat and nodded. Plastering on a fake smile I spoke, "Alright Mr. Cole. Tomorrow at 7 am sharp we begin."

"Can't wait to see your gorgeous body on display for me," he said and I nearly gagged. I gave him a tight lipped smile before walking over to Carlos.

"What the f**k Adelina?!" He nearly barked at me. "That guy is a f*****g pervert!" He yelled once we were out of hearing distance. "I know that Carlos! But I didn't see you making any progress!" I snapped at him.

"Do you want to know what we were arguing about?!" He asked angrily. "Yes I really do," I replied with an eye roll. "He wanted to watch the shoot and record it!" He yelled.

The color left my face and I scrunched up my nose in disgust. "What the hell? Eww! And I just agreed to let him watch!" I said angrily before I started to panic. "Oh my god. What if he secretly records me?" I asked Carlos.

"You'll be okay. You're not a porn star. You're just a newly found popular model. Everyone wants to see you." I looked at Carlos and smiled. "You're right. I'm awesome," I told him and laughed.

"That you are. Now give you're crazy cousin a hug," he told me and I did. Yeah, I forgot to mention that my cousin Carlos is my manager. He's also gay. It would have been weird having a straight cousin at my half naked photo shoots.

"I love your crazy ass," I whispered to him. "And I love your cute ass back," he said and I laughed. "Okay. Let's go hit the bar!" I told him excitedly. "You got it babe," he replied with sass.

While we walked to our rooms, I let my mind wander to what it was like before I became a model. My life before I was so called "hot".

* Flashback *

"Adelina is so ugly."

"Does she even know how to wash her hair?"

"Look at her outfit."

"No wonder she's single."

Girls gossiped in the halls as I passed by them. Guys snickered and made fun of my looks. I wore loose clothing and let my hair be free and natural.

On graduation day, I used my hard earned money to get a makeover. Those same people whispered new things showing how fake they really were.

"Oh my god. Who is that?"

"She's so pretty."

"Dude, that's Adelina!"

"Damn she's hot."

"I thought she was ugly?"

* End of flashback *

I graduated and moved away, leaving that town behind me. The people. The whispers. The cruelty. I moved on to better. I moved in with Carlos and we started a new journey together. The two runts of the family, now the most popular.

"You okay sweetie?" Carlos asked, shaking my shoulder gently. "Yeah. Sorry, I was lost in thought," I told him with a sad smile. He squeezed my hand and kissed my forehead.

"We aren't those people anymore Lina," he whispered into my hair. "I know. It's just hard to believe that I am who I am because of who I used to be," I said softly.

"I understand darling. Now let's go get sexy and find us some men to take home," he sang in his most girly voice. "Sounds like a great plan," I told him then we went our separate ways.