Zayn
Before going to the airport I told Alex to take a little detour since we were already in the city I wanted to take Hope to my penthouse her eyes lit up as she walked around. She saw portraits of herself hanging all over my walls. Some were painted in black and white and others in brilliant colors. Some were full body paintings and others were of just her face.
I have a French friend who owed me a favor so I had Alex take him some of her pictures and he drew my baby for me. I had them hung up in the penthouse so I could see her every time I was on a business trip. I felt like an ass for not bringing her here before it just never happened one of us was always too busy.
I watched her walk around slowly as she looked around at what seemed like a gallery of her beautiful face and fig
