Samantha

The next morning, in the kitchen, I am mixing up some morning shakes before I hit the gym. I have been quite consistent lately, and even though I am yet to see any viable results, I will keep going. Outside all of this chaos, I am still a millionaire, and I need to keep up my sexy appearance.

April walks into the kitchen and smiles at me.

“Busy morning, huh?” She gestures at the shakes that I begin to take.

“Yeah, the gym needs me. I need to keep fit,t after all.”

“Women and their body images.” She comments with a little head shake.

“That’s how it is.” I...