lA MADAME

An ambitious successful photographer has everything one wishes in life. living in the laps of luxury he cant image of life getting any-better when a small trip to paris changes everything.

Chapter 1

 

 

As I walk back towards my seat I can feel the beating sound of a thousand hands moving together, applauding my achievements and me. I see a few nods and many fake smiles. A bunch of clicks, making my vision blur, so I just try to reach my seat as fast as possible. The weight of the trophy always felt comforting on my hand and all I want is to hold it has tightly as possible as it is the only thing that felt truly and purely mine. Just after a few handshakes and pats on my back I was successfully able to reach my table. 

It was midnight when I reached my house. I unlocked the door, turned on the lights and made my way towards the den. After placing the trophy on the cabinet I jumped on the couch, I could see my 3^rd trophy shining brightly with a dark plate reciting my name in golden letter, Photography is a part of me now, I have become so used to it that it doesn’t even feel like work to me anymore, unlike others I was fortunate enough to master this craft so early in my life and everything I have is because of this single art. I take a moment and look around everything I own, a beautiful mansion with marble floor covering each corner of the house. A majestic chandelier spilling its glorious light all over, the most expensive rugs and ornaments decoration each part of the house, thinking to myself what else do I need?  Peeking at the calendar beside me I realized about the trip to Paris. So I gathered all my strength and started to pack for the 7-day trip, there was a new arrivals shoot for VERO MODA and my secretary Emma already planned everything out.  I was excited; the beauty of Paris has always pleased me. So there was no way for me to shut off this particular project.  Just before going off to bed I decided to write a little post for my blog. I have never been a writer but the unexpected amount of followers make me right about my day to day plans.  A huge pile of greeting lingering over my notifications and just as my fingers start to reply to a few I smile and ask my self, how more beautiful can live be?