Roses again! Maria's POV

I hate it!.Looking at the beautiful bouquet on the table infront of me, I shiver in disgust.what do this men think I am?. I am beautiful but I'm not interested in the advantage of this beautiful body. If I'm to use it, it should be in dangerous situations with zero percent damage. I want more, I want everything happiness, fame and money. And to be independently so. Relying on my beauty alone would not work. Those pigs are always hounding me with luxury cars and jewelry. One got me a house which I never use. Now I have an unknown suitor, a crazy one who gives chocolates, cakes, this flowers and poetic messages. He is becoming daring.I have to work this out, I need a different approach for this one. You might be wondering why i have so many suitors. My job is such that i'm in the limelight. Unfortunately, the type i attract are the old and wasted uncles who want to raise artist. I am not going to be one of those ladies. I want respect, dignity and independence.

Looking out at the scenery below, a peaceful feeling takes over me. My priorities are set and no one can stop me from my goal. I remember my school days. There was only one guy who fit my description of partner. Alright, this should be a story for another day. I need rest.

Are you curious about me, you should be.

You can call me Maria. Everyone does. To them I am a source of peace but I know myself. I AM CHOAS!. A painting you have to look deeper to find the true story. *Sigh* I guess I have to sleep now as my eyes refuses to stay open. Today's feeling complex emotions has taken a toll on my body but I'm happy right now. With glee,i move towards my washroom to clean up. Passing through the living room which I share with another upcoming artist of the same company R.A Entertainment, a red bundle catches my attention. With a snort, i discard it into the bin on the way out of the apartment. Lea isn't back yet. I head to the washroom.