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MARTYNA 25/04
Staring out of the window of my plane, I couldn't help but feel like this morning couldn't get any worse. The ungodly hour of 6 am was a cruel reminder of the fact that I had only managed to get a measly 30 minutes of sleep after having to drag myself out of bed at 3 am. As if that wasn't bad enough, I clumsily spilled coffee all over my pants and then, to add insult to injury, Mother Nature decided to pay a visit at the most inconvenient time possible.
But what really grated on my already frayed nerves was the memory of the previous night's encounter with that insufferable playboy, Bellingham. He was the epitome of arrogance and entitlement, a reputation he had cultivated by having sex with a never-ending parade of models and influencers. The very thought of him made my blood boil. I made a mental note to steer clear of him at all costs, but at the same time, I couldn't help but wonder, who was he really?
Touching down in Paris, I couldn't shake the feeling of restlessness that always seemed to follow me. Constantly on the move, I flitted from one place to another, never staying in one spot for too long. My pilots must have the highest salary in the world with all the flights I took in a month.
Georgina had taken Cris Jr. back to Saudi for me, handling some commissions in my absence,thank God this woman exist.I would completely lost without her,she always helps me because she understand how busy I am with my work,and she always give me amazing advices.She is the mother figure I never had.
But honestly it was my father that I missed the most - it had been two weeks since I saw him.I couldn't wait to hug again the most important person in my life.
The real reason I'm now Paris its's because tomorrow, I have a spot at Lafayette Gallery, otherwise I would already be in Saudi.But truth be told, I'm here too to catch up with some friends of mine,like Kylian. Kylian....yes my friend..he is my friend...i think he is...
"Are you ok?You look thoughtful" Alyia, one of my dearest friend, asked me
"I'm thinking about Kylian"
I confess to her the truth, knowing I can never lie to her. She always understands me, and I am grateful to have her in my life.
"Oh, no fucking way, not again" she responds, not believing my words.
"It's not possible that every time we arrive in Paris, you have this Mbappe-depression. What is wrong with you?"
"I don't know, he's just..." I trail off, unsure of how to explain my feelings for Kylian.
"I know you've had this weakness for him for a long time." Alyia interrupts.
"Do you think he feels the same about me?"
I ask, hoping she has some sort of insight into Kylian's mind.
"Girl, you're hot.There is no man on this planet that doesn't want you"
Anastasia, my other bestie,chimes in from the other room as she overhears our conversation. I can't help but laugh, but deep down, I can't shake the nagging feeling of wondering if Kylian really does have some kind of feelings for me.
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You never disappoint me🇫🇷 à bientôt💋 liked by cristiano,brunabiancardi,carlossainz55 and others
alyiahernandez Oui Oui💋
cristiano 😁❤️
maria.guardiola 😍
voguefrance 🇫🇷
charles_leclerc Avez-vous appris à parler français? {@martynadosantos is this an insult?
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@judebellingham started following you
—————————- So what's going on between Kylian and our girl Martyna?🫣 Why did Jude start following her on ig?🤔
