𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐃 around the beach side. the city sardinia where her fathers side of family came from, thats where she was residing in a penthouse where she had the whole beach in her view, along with the city far away.

But she didn't plan staying long and she somehow had a way to fly back but how?

"what a beautiful afternoon" her thoughts were cut short when her father approached her, entering the balcony when she was looking at the sunny view. "yeah" the female answered quietly averting her gaze away from him to enjoy the view.

"don't forget to attend the event, many fashion models and artists will be there and this is your chance to befriend them" he told her reminding her of the boring event that she had to attend and of course, her father always wanted connections and probably also more money.

"mhm" she hummed as an answer and he patted her shoulder. "my daughter making me proud" her father chuckled with a final pat on her shoulder before going out of the balcony.

It felt wrong leaving without telling anyone but she simply had no other choice and decided to do whatever she had to, which was modeling.

Whatever was gonna be in the event, she just had to suck it up for the sake of her father to make him even more proud.

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"should I curl it a bit?" her stylist asked as she was installing her the wig that she ordered. "yea only the ends" monica nodded looking into the mirror and fixing the green top she had on. the event was apparently taking place near venice and her driver was already on the way to pick her up.

Her makeup was already done, her outfit and her hair aswell. monica smiled a little, knowing that she always looked good.

She stood up the moment her stylist finished curling the ends and brushing it softly. "thanks" the light skinned thanked her while taking the bag that her stylist was holding for her and slipping into her heels.

"the driver is here" the stylist said looking out from the window to see a black shiny car down there. monica nodded and exited the room to go outside to the car.

The driver opened the door for her and she smiled at him sitting inside the car. When she turned her phone on, immediately going to scroll on insta, she widened her eyes reading the headline that everyone was currently talking about. romania was out of jail but on a house arrest.

Of course romania had to post because the first thing she saw was her post with a long ass text. "I ain't reading allat cuz we down" monica sucked her teeth reporting the post annoyed and scrolled past it.

She turned her phone off after minutes of scrolling and getting bored so fast that she averted her gaze to the window. seeing all these palm trees and the sky in a slight color of pink and orange just reminded her of her childhood with her mother back in austin.

Monica sighed already missing home. her real home where she was her whole life and grew up. it was not like she hated her fathers side of family and culture but all her life she was always an outcast since she is half black and till this day even her own grandmother didnt want to acknowledge her.

When they arrived to the avenue, many fans and paparazzi's were crowding the building with security trying to push them away. The driver opened the door for monica as she stepped out of the car, smiling at the paparazzi's and the fans. her fans were mostly young women that aspired to be her ever since she started modeling with eighteen.

She walked the carpet along with fans trying to get a touch of her but the security were blocking her and the camera flashes to not blend her in the eye. It was common that many odd questions were being thrown at her and she was used to it but some questions were really out of pocket, especially about her private life.

"is it true that you manipulated the model shoto todoroki? the son of enji todoroki?" one of them questioned her and she immediately shook her head as she went past them.

"there are rumors that you are tried to sabotage the friendship between romania and shoto, will you confirm them??" one of them asked and she opened her mouth to answer but realized she was already inside as the security behind her closed the gate before the fans could march in and keep harassing her with weird questions.

It was true that she used to be friends with romania while she was still dating shoto but at one point, they both got closer and monica got jealous that she tried to sabotage the friendship. in some way but now she doesn't care since shoto or romania don't mean anything to her anymore.

The security stood by the gate and she looked around the huge building, all the gold fancy hanging lamps, the colorful paintings and of course, the celebrities like models, paint artists and designers.

Monica was definitely impressed on how fancy they were clothed. Almost made her jealous.

"you must be the daughter of sergio romano, monica romano?" a person behind her spoke up and the lightskinned turned around to see a woman, probably in her early 30s, dressed in a red dress with dark red lipstick smiling at her. "ah, yes" monica answered back smiling a little and the woman handed her a glass of champagne that they both were offered to.

"just like your father said, such a beautiful and adorable lady, I am guila, guila stefano, the organizer of this wonderful event" she introduced herself, taking a sip from the champagne.

"nice to meet you, guila" monica nodded taking a sip aswell. "i'd like to show you around for a bit and introduce you to someone" guila said flipping her long black hair to her back and already going, so she followed after her.

"the whole building belongs to me from my great grandfather who built this in the late 18s, so its really special to me and where I hold special events to invite special people, like today" guila spoke and monica looked around. It was really huge, the ceiling was really high with windows on them and the walls were painted in a beige, brownish color.

The fancy jazz music playing in the background made the whole atmosphere so calm and it was her kind of vibe.

"this is the way to the restroom if you need it and oh- I forgot something, I will be right back" guila walked towards a corridor and monica hummed still looking around and she didn't even notice someone walking right in her way until she bump into the person's chest.

"pardon" the person spoke with a deep voice and monica looked up surprise. it was a really tall darkskin man, smiling at her with his pearly white teeths that already made her weak.

"oh sorry" she quickly realized and apologized stepping back. "its okay, its not the first time a pretty woman bumped into me" the man spoke with a heavy french accent and his deep voice. monica felt her cheeks heating up on how bold he was.

"andre oumane, you must be the magnifique monica romano everyone is talking about" he introduced himself and she was still flustered by just looking at him. "uhm yea- yes" she answered, cursing herself in her mind when she stuttered for a second.

"looks like I don't have to introduce you to him anymore" guila approached the both of you and patting the tall man's arm. "so andre is a fashion designer and paint artist from france and is here for the whole month to help design your clothes" guila explains to her and as the tall male looked at her.

"a pleasure to work with you" he said with his deep french accent and a grin displayed on his handsome face. "yeah" monica simply answered and guila glanced at the both of them. "okay I will leave you two to get to know each other" she said turning around and leaving them both.

"normally i am not that shy but since you are-" "tall handsome and darkskin? yeah I get that alot" andre joked and monica chuckled. handsome and funny? yea he was definitely her type.

"soooo you are from france right?" monica asked him curiously. andre nodded, stuffing his hands inside the pocket of his black dress pants. "born and raised there but my father is cameroonian and my mother is guadalupean" he told the female that was really focused looking into his eyes.

"that is cool" she answered still feeling her cheeks warm up and andre chuckled. "do you want to go out and get some air?" the darkskin asked her and monica nodded, following behind him and quickly grabbing a biscuit from the tray to stuff it inside her mouth in a quick motion.

Andre entered the balcony were other people were conversing, drinking their champagne while the jazz music from inside was filling their ears. Well monica expected it to be boring which it is but now the handsome male standing next to her made it less boring, only that she was a bit shy.

"the sky reminds me of marseilles, whenever I draw in my balcony, there is always a sunset in the sky" andre spoke looking into the pink orange sky which also made her look. "it reminds me of texas, san antonio to be exact" monica said in a soft tone, making andre look at her. "how is it there?" he asked the lightskinned girl who averted her gaze from the sky to him.

"texas? well my mom is from houston but I was born in san antonio and i had the happiest moments there, really wanna go back there so bad" monica smiled a little looking at the sky once again.

andre leaned by the balcony railing. "now you will be stuck with me for a month, mon chéri" he spoke with the heavy accent rolling on his tongue and the female felt her cheeks heating up again.

He is tall, darkskin, handsome, funny and also a teaser, what more was she asking for?

a/n: more monica pov's?