One week later. Today is November, 21st. It means today is the day of the photoshoot. Which is going to become kind of special. And probably, even hard. Just because she is going to have to work with Terrence MacClife, who the girl did not get on well with at the first meeting. Who she could expect anything from.
That’s why Raquelle is terribly nervous and does not know how she would work with such an unbearable, as she thinks, man. She tried not to think of Terrence the last week and focused her attention on other shootings she had. Thanks to that, the girl was not obsessed with the thoughts of the man, who did not give her a good impression on the day they met for the first time.
The watch says it’s only half past six, but Raquelle is ready to go to the shootings and waiting for someone to come to take her. She is waiting for a driver, who is going to drive her to the right place. And now the girl is in her room, drinking delicious coffee and talking to her fans on social networks. Their encouraging words give her more and more confidence, and talking to them gives her much pleasure. The brunette tries to answer as many people as possible, easily finding something to say to every single one.
Sadly, she always finds at least a few messages that contain insults and even demands that she quit her career. Running her eyes over them, Raquelle’s mood gets much worse, and she gets very sad. It's hurtful for her that people criticize her look and her work like this. Yes, she tries not to pay attention to these things, but it’s too hard. Especially when she was put under strong bullying in childhood.
At some moment, Raquelle decides to check her email and gets to quickly reply to some of the letters. And later, she finds a letter from the anonymous, the subject of which is not specified. The girl, frowning and taking a sip of coffee, opens it and silently starts to read the long text she sees in front of her. And she quickly realizes that the letter was written by someone, who had written another long letter with insults someday.
“Oh, gosh, did that person send me a letter again?” Raquelle wonders. “They weren’t lazy to write such a long letter… They probably wasted not less than one hour doing this. Oh… Okay, let’s see what they wrote for me.”
Raquelle swallows up nervously and keeps reading carefully the whole text she sees in front of her.
“I am welcoming you again, Raquelle Cameron!
How are you doing? Still working too hard? I am writing you to remind you again that you better quit your modeling business and do something different. It’s not for you, girl, not for you! As a model, you are absolutely worthless! No matter how much you show off, it does not make me feel any emotions. You will always be just a mole.
And do not think everyone would be so upset if you quit your career. Nobody would be sorry. If people had at least one reason to doubt your decency, nobody would need you for sure. Even if someone spread a false rumor about you, it would be a sign for them. If I spread a couple of rumors about… Such a hell would begin… M-m-m… You would be afraid of even leaving your home and would pray that nobody thinks of you.
Who knows, maybe, I will do this someday… Do my best to ruin your career if you do not want to quit it at your wish. Yes, yes, girl, I shall do it. Do not think that I talk to the wind. I do not do! I am used to getting what I want and going to the very end. No barriers would make me give up. If I decided to destroy your career, it will surely be destroyed.
You will bury a hole for yourself if you keep pretending that nothing is happening. You probably deleted a few letters of mine with the thought it was not worth your attention and forgot me. Wrong, my sweetie. Because I shall remind you of me again and again. And I will not calm down until people start to shower you with mud, and you have to quit the modeling business.
Do you wonder who I am? Do not be so impatient. You will know who I am. But not very soon. I do not want to reveal all the cards so soon. I do like playing time. I like making someone guess and suffer. So, I am going to do the same for you. You will be suffering from suspense and reflecting on who hates you so much and wants you to fall. Do not worry, Raquelle, I will reveal myself someday. But now I can say just one thing… You know me. You have not known me for a long time, but you do. I am the one, who you would never suspect of anything like that.
Surprised? Yeah? So, keep reflecting on who I could be! If you want to reply to this letter, do not do it. Because I will not tell you anything. No matter how hard you beg. Now I just advise you to do what would be better for everyone and not to hurt people’s eyes. And be careful with your words when you talk to someone. Anyone could secretly hate you and dream of destroying you.
And lastly… You will incline your head for me anyway. I shall do my best to become a witness to your fall. I swear, Raquelle Allison Cameron, you will get off me so easily…”
Letters from the anonymous make Raquelle more and more scared and nervous. Thinking anyone from her familiars could be the author of the threats, the girl feels stronger anxiety.
“It’s not funny…” Raquelle thinks, frowning slightly. “Who is the author of all these long letters? Who wants me to quit my modeling career? Who do I make so nervous?”
Raquelle shakes her head.
“Is my hater too close to me?” Raquelle asks herself. “But who’s that? Who could I hurt so much? What did I do to make that person so mad?”
Raquelle sighs heavily.
“I’ve received multiple letters like this…” Raquelle notices. “I’ve done in the past week… Is that the reason to start to worry seriously? Do I have to do something before something terrible happens?”
Raquelle drinks some coffee from her cup.
“I think I should finally change my email and delete this one,” Raquelle decides. “And give it only to those I know well and have worked for a long time with. And let my fans talk to me on my accounts on social networks. If the anonymous wants to insult me again, they can do this in public.”
After closely reading the letter from the anonymous, Raquelle moves it to the trash with no regret not to see it anymore. After this, she turns off her laptop, closes it, and drinks her coffee for a few seconds, setting her eyes into the distance and thinking of all of her familiars that could write those letters with threats.
At some moment, Frederick, who woke up in the early morning and has been doing some business, enters the room of Raquelle.
“Are you still here?” Frederick asks.
“Yeah, decided to check my email while drinking coffee,” Raquelle says quietly.
“I hope that anonymous hasn’t sent you those long letters?”
“Nope, they have sent.”
“What, again?”
“Now they claim the author of the letters is one of those I know. One of those, who surround me.”
“Jesus Christ…”
“I don’t understand… Who did I hurt so much that I’ve been receiving things like this for the whole week?”
“Yeah, it’s all very weird…”
“You know, I thought a little and decided to delete this email and create a new one. Which will be known only to checked people.”
“Do you think that person will stop sending you those letters?”
“How would they know my new email?”
“You did say anyone from those you know could be the author.”
“This time, I will not give the email to everyone and make it public. Now only those I’ve known for a long time will know it.”
“You know, my sweetie, even that type of person could be suspected of writing those letters to you.”
“No, Grandpa, I don’t think it’s one of them.”
“But who is that?”
“I dunno. But the letter says it’s one of those I haven’t known for a long time.”
“Maybe, you start texting that person?” Frederick suggests. “Find out what they want from you?”
“They just told me they would not reply to any letters of mine.”
“You try. Send him a letter and ask what it all means.”
“I think they wouldn't react.”
“You’ve met many people lately. You worked with some and just talked to some.”
“Right… It means anyone could be a suspect.”
“I wonder who you hurt so much that they have been sending you these letters for a whole week.”
“And the most important thing is that someone isn't too lazy to write long letters. My haters usually send just a couple of words. For example, you’re ugly, you’re worthless, you’re skinny… And something like that. But they wrote a long letter…”
“Yeah… It seems like someone has nothing to do if they are sitting and writing these letters.”
“Oh, okay, no need to talk about it…”
Raquelle gets up from the table with a tired sigh, leaves her room with her empty cup, and goes to the kitchen, while Frederick follows her.
“I will sort it out a little later,” Raquelle decides. “After I finish today's photoshoot.”
Raquelle opens the faucet with warm water and starts washing the cup with a sponge.
“Do you think you can do something?” Frederick frowns slightly.
“I will do everything I can,” Raquelle replies quietly. “If it doesn’t stop happening, I will have to go to the police.”
“But how would they search for the author of the letters?”
“I dunno… But I won’t pretend that nothing is happening.”
“If only they didn’t start threatening you somewhere outside. You know how much I’m afraid of it.”
“Well, thank God, nobody has threatened my life yet. The anonymous just threatens to do their best to destroy my career.”
“Who knows, my sunshine. We can expect anything. Today, they’re threatening to ruin your career, but tomorrow, someone might hire a killer to kill you.”
“God, Grandpa, don’t think up, please.”
Raquelle turns off the faucet, wipes the cup with a towel, and puts it in a kitchen drawer where all the cups are usually kept.
“They’ve said nothing about a murder,” Raquelle notices.
“I dunno…” Frederick sighs heavily. “But if I was instead of you, I would be careful and often look around. Who knows what might expect you.”
“At least, now, you can have no worries. A driver is gonna come here soon to take me, drive to the shooting and bring me back home after it’s all over.”
“Yeah, it definitely makes me happy.”
Raquelle says nothing, cracks a slight smile, and goes to the living room, and Frederick follows her again.
“Hey, he was supposed to come here,” Raquelle says thoughtfully.
“Maybe, have the driver called you?” Frederick specifies.
“I don’t know…” Raquelle takes her purse, which is laying on the coffee table in the living room, takes her mobile phone, and quickly checks whether she has missed calls or messages. “Nope, no calls, no messages.”
“When is the shooting starting?” Frederick asks.
“Somewhere after twelve o’clock.”
“Then you have much time…”
“Okay, I will wait!” Raquelle puts her smartphone near her purse and exhales sharply. “But to be honest, I don’t wanna go to the shooting.”
“Don’t you want?” Frederick wonders, sitting on the sofa.
“Yup.”
“Wow… This is the first case when you’re going on the shooting against your wish.”
“Right… First…”
“You’re going on a shooting for the first time, and you don’t know what that is.”
“The case is not about it, Grandpa.” Raquelle starts walking in front of Frederick. “I just feel this shooting might be over not in a very good way.”
“Why?” Frederick wonders.
“I dunno… But I can’t get rid of the feeling that the shooting is gonna be terrible.”
“Anyway, you had a right to refuse to go there and keep doing your business.”
“But I already agreed.”
“And what? Nothing would happen if you refused to shoot.”
“No, Grandpa, I can’t do this.”
“I don’t understand you. Why do you do what you don’t want to do? You can talk to Serena, and she will solve everything.”
“It’s my job. The work I must do.”
“You don’t have to accept all the offers you are getting.”
“I know, but since I agreed, I will have to do this.”
“Besides, now you have the situation when you can choose. You don’t have to do everything to have a good portfolio. To make your name famous.”
“I know, Grandpa…”
“Ah, Raquelle, Raquelle…” Frederick sighs tiredly.
“I want the shooting to end as soon as possible. I want to forget it once and forever.”
“Is the problem with your partner? The man you are going to work with.”
“Yes, him.” Raquelle thinks for two seconds and moves her eyes to Frederick. “That unbearable donkey.”
“M-m-m…” Frederick smiles mysteriously.
“I’m worried he might disrupt the shooting or make me feel just terrible on the set.”
“What if everything is going to be alright? If you didn’t get on well at the first meeting, you will befriend at the second one!”
“Don’t say stupid things, Grandpa! I will never get on well with that selfish idiot.”
“He got your attention!”
“He makes me irritated! And if MacClife doesn’t want me to strangle him, he will have to stay far from me. Or keep his mouth shut.”
“M-m-m…”
“Wow…” Raquelle simpers evilly. “Who does that pathetic actor think he is? What’s wrong with the fact that he played in a movie many years ago? Who remembers him now?”
“Well… For example, Natalia does…”
“But I don’t know him at all! I don’t know who he is, and how he got famous.”
“Ah, Raquelle, Raquelle…” Frederick laughs shyly, shaking his head slightly with a sly smile on his face.
“What?” Raquelle rounds her eyes. “Do you know him?”
“No, sweetie, I don’t know which movies he has acted in. But I often see him on TV. Terrence participates in many shows and gives interviews.”
“He has nothing but to go to shows and work his tongue.”
“Granddaughter…”
“It’s clear MacClife is trying to save his career so hard and can’t take the fact that he’s gonna have to quit it soon. But nobody wants to offer him the starring roles he is dreaming about so badly.”
“Well…” Frederick pronounces thoughtfully. “His time hasn’t just come yet. It happens. Many artists have been waiting for their starring roles for ages.”
“Believe me, he will never have the one.”
Raquelle comes to Frederick confidently and sits on the sofa next to him.
“Well, since he’s got just a terrible character, and he’s a non-educated brute, he won’t get anyone to pay attention to that pathetic little star,” Raquelle adds with her head proudly raised.
“The first impression is always wrong,” Frederick notices. “Maybe, he seems to be rude to you, but after talking to him, you will see that actor is not so bad.”
“That actor just pretends to be good. Falsely smiles at those, who surround him. He is actually a disgusting and non-educated donkey.”
“Listen, girl, don’t you have a crush on that guy?”
“What?” Raquelle rounds her eyes. “That idiot? Me? Have a crush?”
“You definitely put an eye on that man.”
“Do you really think I would like that non-educated cad?”
“You know, girls often love to exaggerate everything. Maybe, everything was not what you told me.”
“You think I lied to you?”
“No, you didn’t lie to me, but you could lie about something.”
“No, Grandfather, I swear I didn’t lie to you! I told you everything!”
“I believe you, sweetie, I do.”
“How could you actually think so?”
“I wouldn’t be surprised if you really had a crush on that guy,” Frederick says with a mysterious smile.
“It doesn’t have to do with me.”
“Oh, it does.”
“No, Grandfather!” Raquelle sharply steps back from Frederick. “I’m not in love with him! I am not interested in MacClife. I do hate him! He does make me irritated!”
“I didn’t say you were in love with him,” Frederick smiles innocently. “But you definitely feel something special for him.”
“It’s a lie!”
“Love doesn’t always start with friendship and mutual feelings. Sometimes it might be born after you get hatred.”
“Grandfather…”
“When I was young and studying at the university, there was a boy and a girl, who couldn’t take each other and fought for any reason. Everyone started to make a fool of them. And then everyone literally got overwhelmed when they somehow were caught kissing and hugging. But the guys were much more shocked when that couple started to date.”
“I heard something like this from the personal driver of that man, who I met after meeting Serena.”
“That’s why I’m sure your heart definitely missed a beat when you met that man.” Frederick yanks Raquelle’s cheek with a mysterious smile. “I am sure you definitely liked him.”
“Grandfather!” Raquelle exclaims. “Stop!”
“Don’t argue with your grandfather. He lived a whole life and better know what may happen.”
“I would never fall in love with such an insolent and non-educated man, who doesn’t know how to treat girls.”
“But who would you fall in love with?”
“Anyone. Except for that idiot, who believes he is an irresistible Apollo.”
“So, fall in love with someone else. There are so many single guys around.”
“Grandfather…” Raquelle laughs shyly.
“I am serious, granddaughter. If it can’t be that actor, let someone else be.”
“Gosh, you’re starting to talk about my personal life again…” Raquelle sighs tiredly.
“You’ve missed so many wonderful chances to have a personal life. It’s time to pay attention to at least someone.”
“Grandfather Frederick…”
“You’re young and beautiful and must meet men. Instead of being focused only on your work. It’s not good that you don’t want to think of creating your own family.”
“At the moment, I don’t wanna think about it. I am focused only on my career.”
“It’s wrong! Girls of your age get married and also become mothers. But you haven’t even had a serious relationship with someone. Even if you’ve always had so many fans. So many men have invited you on a date and confessed their sympathy! But you, sadly, rejected all of them.”
“There’s just nobody that would get me interested in him.”
“By the way, your late grandmother Rosella was married to me and educating our son, your dad, when she was at the same age as you are now.”
“Oh, gosh, Grandpa, you can’t calm down and are still trying to marry me off someone,” Raquelle sighs tiredly. “When I meet a man, you begin to marry me to him and remind me of the fact that it’s time to get married.”
“And I will keep doing this.”
“Grandfather, please…”
“You must have a husband, Raquelle. You must have children. A person can’t be alone. Especially, a girl. God made her the lady of the house, and a man became an earner.”
“Let’s not talk about it…”
“Now is a wonderful time for getting married. You’re a young and beautiful girl that men like.”
“Yeah, but I like nobody.”
“Be careful, granddaughter, your time will be gone in a few years. Men need young girls. It’s much easier to find a husband when you’re twenty than when you’re thirty or forty.”
“But I don’t wanna get married right now. I ain’t ready for that!”
“You should think of creating your family right now. And if you don’t want to stay alone, cry your eyes out and get jealous of those, who have husbands and children, stop choosing and start to go on dates, after all.”
“If someday I meet a man, who I would love, and who would love me back, I will surely start to date him and, I hope, get married to him.”
“There have been so many potential candidates for your heart in your way. And how many hearts you’ve broken.”
“Don’t worry, Grandfather, please,” Raquelle says with a slight smile, taking Frederick’s hand. “I’ve never said I ain’t gonna get married and give birth to children.”
“Oh, Raquelle, Raquelle…” Frederick sighs tiredly. “What are you doing?”
“It’s gonna happen, but not now. Now I’d like to give attention to my career.”
“I will not live forever, my darling. As well as your aunt, Alicia. Early or late, you will have to start to live on your own.”
“Do you want me to move to another place and live alone?” Raquelle rounds her eyes.
“I want you to finally get the love for someone. I want you to stop rejecting everyone, who wishes to get to know you closer, and start to go on dates.”
“Grandfather…”
“Dates don’t make you responsible for something. If you don’t wanna meet a man, say it clearly. You can always find another man. But you don’t aim to do this at all.”
“What if I don’t wanna go on dates with just anyone?”
“Is that actor just anyone?”
“Gosh, Grandpa, you found a good candidate to match me with!” Raquelle sighs tiredly.
“I somehow heard that guy was single so far. And it’s amazing he’s obsessed with his career as well as you are.”
“I am not interested in that idiot and will never be.”
“Remember, girl, no work and no money will replace your real happiness. When you get absolutely everything, you’ll lose interest in your career and regret missing the right moment.”
“You understand nothing.”
“You believe that happiness is a successful career and the love of all of your fans. But that’s not the truth. Real happiness is when you have a beloved person by your side, who will take care of you in good and bad times and always be next to you. Happiness is when you’re holding your own baby in your arms and watching him or her growing up.”
“Oh, Grandfather…”
“I don’t want you to stay alone after I die. Nobody should get through something like this. Lonely people are always unhappy, no matter how hard they try to prove that’s not the truth.”
“I say again, I’ve never said I don’t wanna get married and give birth to a baby. I just wanna think about it a little later.”
“Now is the best time! Twenty-three or twenty-five years is a wonderful age to get married and give birth to babies. And I would really like you to get married somewhere at that time.”
“I know, but I ain’t actually ready for that now. And I can’t imagine myself being a wife and a mother. I believe I’m too young and not ready to take on this sort of responsibility.”
“Do you think women are born and ready to be mothers and wives? No, sweetie! It’s coming alongside the experience. Years. When you live with your husband for five years, you will gain experience and learn everything you should know. If a man already has the experience, a little girl will quickly become an adult, experienced woman.”
“God, Grandpa, why have you talked so much about it lately?” Raquelle sighs tiredly.
“Because time is going by, but you want to do nothing.”
“I promise I will get married to a beloved man someday and give birth to a baby. But not now.”
“Ah, Raquelle, Raquelle…” Frederick sighs quietly. “You’re making me so upset.”
“No, don’t say that.”
“I do wish you all the best and want to see you happy.”
“I am happy now.”
“Gosh, why don’t wanna make your grandfather happy and introduce him to a guy? Why don’t you think about creating your family?”
“But, Grandpa…”
“At my time, any woman wanted to have a husband and children literally since childhood. Nobody thought of a career. A family was always in the first place for her.”
“Oh…”
“Everything was right: a man was an earner, and a woman was a lady of the house. He was proving a family, and she was taking care of her husband and educating children.”
“Yeah, but it’s a different time now. Now women aren’t what they were before.”
“And it makes me upset. It’s hurting that more and more girls start to dream of anything except a big, friendly family. A caring husband, happy children… That’s what she must think of! Since early years!”
“Oh, gosh…”
“But when it’s too late, they’ll be crying their eyes out and regretting…”
Frederick wants to say something else, but someone calls on Raquelle’s mobile phone, which is placed on the coffee table. The girl gets up from the sofa, takes her smartphone, and runs a finger over the screen to answer the call.
“Hello, I’m listening to you,” Raquelle pronounces without emotions.
“Ms. Cameron, this is Franklyn, your driver is bothering you,” the man says confidently. “I have already come to the right place, and I am waiting for you to come.”
“Yeah?” Raquelle pronounces a little hesitantly.
“Do not be late, please. I was told to drive you to the right place as soon as possible.”
“Erm, yeah, sure, thanks, Franklyn. I am coming…”
Raquelle turns off the call and puts her mobile phone in her purse placed on the table.
“It’s time to go?” Frederick frowns slightly.
“Yeah, the driver has finally come here and is waiting for me,” Raquelle says quietly.
“Alright…” Raquelle closes her eyes for two seconds, exhales slowly, and slightly raises her head up. “I hope the shooting will be good. I wish agreeing to do this didn’t lead to bad consequences.”
“Good luck, honey,” Frederick pronounces softly.
“Thanks, Grandpa.”
With these words, Raquelle cutely hugs Frederick, who gives her a kiss on the cheek and steps back from her with a slight smile on his face.
“Do everything they will tell you,” Frederick says with his head proudly raised, softly caressing Raquelle’s shoulders.
“I will do my best,” Raquelle nods. “But it’s gonna be hard. Because I’m going to work with the most selfish man I’ve ever known.”
“But you do admit he’s actually good-looking.”
“And it’s hurt. He’s so handsome but so rude.”
“Try to befriend him.”
“Are you serious?”
“If you want to work on the photoshoot well, you should get on well with your partner. Don’t forget what I’ve always told you. You should treat everyone well. Don’t make them enemies.”
“It’s gonna depend on him…” Raquelle says thoughtfully. “If that idiot wants to get no problems, it’s gonna be alright. And we will at least say goodbye to each other without any scandals.”
“Behave like a decent, shy girl. Remember that I have never taught you to be rude or to insult.”
“I know, but it’s hard to contain myself next to a man like him. I do wanna take a heavy skillet and hit him on his insolent face.”
“Aw, sweetie…”
“Okay, we’ll talk about it later. When I’m back home. It’s time to go.”
“Alright, my sweetie.” Frederick slightly fixes Raquelle’s hair. “Go with God, Granddaughter.”
“I don’t know when I'll be back, but I hope I’ll do it soon,” Raquelle expresses hope.
“Alright, go. The driver will not wait for you forever.”
“Yeah… Sure…”
After hesitating a little, Raquelle takes her little purse, in which there is everything she needs. The girl glances at Frederick, smiles shyly at him, and goes to the hall door. A few seconds later, she leaves the apartment, quickly goes down to the first floor in the elevator, and goes outside.
Raquelle sees a good, expensive black metallic car, which is parked right in front of the entrance to the building. A driver named Franklyn quickly leaves it, greets her, and helps her sit in the backseat by opening the door for her. When the girl thanks him with a slight smile, he sits in the driver’s seat, starts the motor, and slowly presses on the gas pedal, ending up on the road and going somewhere she needs to be at the nearest time.
While Franklyn is driving her to the right place, not definitely going to have a sweet talk with her and at least ask her how she is doing, Raquelle first checks something on her phone and then starts watching everything she is going by with a slight smile on her face. Since it’s a very early time now, there is almost nobody on the streets of the city, and there are not so many cars on the roads. Thanks to this, it’s possible to quietly reach any place for a few minutes.
If she did not have to work with Terrence MacClife, the man, who caused a hurricane of emotions inside her, Raquelle would not be as nervous as she is now. And she would not go on the shooting with reluctance. This is the first case when she would have the pleasure to refuse to work with the one she wants to see much less.
“Gosh, do something, so I can take it all…” Raquelle thinks, watching everything the car is passing by through a glass. “I wish the photoshoot with that man was good, and we didn’t kill each other before it started. I do wanna finish my work as soon as possible, go home and forget MacClife once and forever.”
Raquelle sighs quietly.
“Damn, why did I get that man as my partner?” Raquelle wonders. “Why couldn’t they find another man? I would be ready to work with anyone except him.”
Raquelle leans her head back for two seconds.
“Okay, I will try just to stay as far from that man as possible,” Raquelle decides. “Do my best for us to talk as little as possible. For us to meet only on the set. He can do anything he wants, but not bother me. Or MacClife will regret that much. I swear, I shall scratch his gorgeous face if he starts to accost me again.”
Raquelle moves her eyes to the window.
“And I’m gonna pray that we aren’t made to show some feelings during the photoshoot,” Raquelle thinks. “That we have to touch each other as little as possible, I don’t know what the photoshoot is gonna be like. What I’m gonna wear, which makeup they would make, how they would brush my hair… But I really hope everything will be discreet enough.”
Raquelle frowns slightly.
“I don’t understand why I was made to take photos with that actor?” Raquelle wonders. “Did his manager believe he would make MacClife much more popular in this way? A together work with the famous model would help that donkey get the attention of famous people and make them sure to discuss future works in movies with him.”
Raquelle hums quietly and keeps looking through the window, trying to get rid of all the thoughts and just get ready for a good job. By this moment, the girl forgets about the anonymous letter she had read before she left home, and she is now more focused on her work, which she wants to do well. No matter where or who she is working with.
***
Some time later, the driver of the car, Franklyn, stops on a popular street, leaves it, and helps Raquelle do the same, opening the door for her and closing it when she leaves the salon with words of thankfulness. After this, he asks her to enter the multi-story building with ceiling-height windows, which are fenced with high gates and surrounded by green plantings. There is a parking lot near the one, in which there are fewer cars and small trucks. Some people are walking near the entrance to the building, talking about something, showing something, and gesticulating actively. There is a small park a few miles away from here, at which anyone could walk, but which is not quite popular among people for a certain reason.
While Franklyn decides to smoke a cigarette, Raquelle quickly looks at the whole building, where there is a photo studio where she is going to take photos for a photoshoot for a magazine. And by the way, the girl knows this place well because she has already worked at this studio multiple times when she was photographed for some magazines and catalogs of clothes.
“Wow, I'm gonna shoot at this studio again,” Raquelle thinks with a slight smile. “It’s good! I adore the buffet, where they cook such delicious food. I could go there to eat if I had a little time. After I’m dressed up and get makeup…”
After hesitating a little and trying to silently get ready for the brilliant work, Raquelle exhales sharply and slowly but confidently comes closer to the entrance. She gets noticed by those, who are talking about something and showing it to each other. They stop talking and invite her to enter inside. The girl does it. After this, the two men follow her and go to do their business.
Raquelle goes down a long hall, goes up to the second floor with stairs, and passes some distance over tiles, stepping on which it’s possible to hear a loud sound. After this, she goes on the stairs again and goes up to another floor. The girl has to get upstairs many times before she ends up on the highest floor.
All this time, Raquelle meets many people, who are going from one side to another and talking about something with each other. On the way, she greets some people, with whom she has worked before, and shares a couple of words with them. She likes being in this atmosphere and watching a whole crew of people get ready for the photoshoot, for which every one of them gives their everything. Everything just to get an excellent result.
Some time later, Raquelle comes to a large room where shades of white dominate. Many people are walking in the one, fussing, moving something, and talking about something that has to do with the shooting. There are studio lamps somewhere that make the light softer, high windows are covered with light curtains, and the floor is covered with light gray parquet, which makes a sound when someone steps on it.
There is a small table on one of the corners, on which there is a computer, to which expensive cameras set up on tripods are plugged in with cables. It’s also possible to see a six-foot-tall white photo background, which is fixed on special clamps and well-lighted thanks to the light. The models, who should get ready for the shooting, will be posing against the one in the nearest soon.
Raquelle slowly walks into the whole large studio for some time, while very many people are doing something, going somewhere, and talking about something with one or another thing. And a little later, the girl sees Serena Oliverson among them, who, as always, is dressed up in a very stylish way. She looks very serious while discussing something with two men and two women. As if Raquelle’s manager gives them commands, gesticulating actively and looking confidently enough.
At some moment, Serena makes a gesture to let them know what those people can do to do their business, and then looks around at what’s happening. And a little later, she notices Raquelle, who is being a few meters away from her, and decides to call her.
“Raquelle!” Serena calls loudly, raising her hand.
After hearing her name, Raquelle turns on the call and sees Serena, who asks her to come to her with a gesture and says:
“I’m here! Come to me!”
Raquelle comes to Serena and amicably smiles at her manager, who definitely has a good mood.
“Serena, good morning,” Raquelle greets amicably.
“Good morning, my darling,” Serena replies with a slight smile.
Raquelle and Serena share an amicable kiss on the cheek, hugging each other.
“How are you doing?” Serena asks.
“Good,” Raquelle pronounces. “And you?”
“Wonderful.”
“I’m glad.”
“People have asked about you several times, but I said you were on the way yet.”
“But I am here now.”
“I want to notice you came at the right time.”
“Thanks to the driver, who drove me here.”
“Wonderful then!”
“That’s good the photoshoot will take place at a place that’s familiar to me.”
Raquelle quickly looks around, seeing many people doing some business.
“I’ve worked at this studio multiple times and even know some people.”
“I understand,” Serena smiles shyly. “Working at a place you don’t know is much harder and more unusual than the one you know as well as your fingers.”
“Right. It definitely helps me relax.”
Serena says nothing and just smiles shyly. After this, silence settles in the air for two seconds, during which she and Raquelle throw a look at the people that are actively getting ready for the shoot and running from one side to another to make sure everything is perfect.
“Alright, sweetie, let’s talk about it later,” Serena says confidently. “You should get ready for the shooting, which will start very soon.”
“I am ready,” Raquelle says with a slight smile.
“People on the set are just preparing for the shooting. So, stylists and makeup artists have time to do makeup for you, get your hair done, and pick up clothes.”
“Yeah, sure.”
“I will stay here until the very end of the shooting and watch the process.”
“That’s how! You don’t usually go on shootings.”
“But today, I decided to watch the one I made a star.”
“Serena…” Raquelle smiles shyly.
“Besides, today I have a free day. So, I thought a little and decided to spend it with you.”
“I’m glad…”
“If we have time, we will probably go somewhere to eat later. And talk a little.”
“With pleasure. A little later, we will talk about where and when we will go.”
“Sure.”
Silence settles in the air for two seconds, during which Raquelle moves her eyes to the hands that she folded in front of her.
“By the way, hasn’t my partner come here yet?” Raquelle specifies.
“Your partner?” Serena asks. “Mr. MacClife? Yes, he is here!”
“Here…”
“Yeah, they are supposedly picking up clothes for the shooting.”
“Alright…”
“By the way, he’s also asked people about you a couple of times.”
“About me?” Raquelle rounds her eyes.
“Yes, he cannot wait for you to start working.”
“That’s how…”
“You’re very lucky to work with a man like Terrence MacClife. You two are young and famous and can make a very popular pair.”
“I don’t know…” Raquelle crosses her arms over her chest. “Maybe… But I am not happy with this idea.”
“Listen, don’t you really know who he is?” Serena asks.
“How. Serena? I haven’t watched any of the movies he has acted in!”
“And haven’t you even read the info about him on the Internet?”
“Nope. I’m not interested in it.”
“Wrong. By the way, he is a very famous actor. And attractive. And single. I know he doesn’t have a girlfriend now.”
“Maybe, he’s attractive, but he’s too rude,” Raquelle throws gloomily.
“Why do you say it?”
“Because it’s the truth.”
“No, Raquelle, don’t say that. Terrence is a very good man. Nobody says a bad word about him, except you.”
“They just don’t see that he is actually fake.”
“Why did you start to say it about him? I thought you liked him and were admired by him.”
“I am admired?” Raquelle rounds her eyes. “He does make me irritated!”
“Yes, maybe, the last time, he seemed to be kind of cold and distant. But today, he has a wonderful mood and has already welcomed me.”
“You also say he brought his manager back, who he fired after talking to you.”
“He did,” Serena nods confidently.
“Wow…”
“John told me everything. As he said, Terrence has fired him thousands of times, but he always calls him, apologizes, and asks to be back.”
“As I told his personal driver, MacClife just has no choice. Nobody would love to work with that selfish donkey.”
“Ah, Raquelle…” Serena laughs shyly. “How silly you are…”
“Yeah? Didn’t John tell you how that sweet and gorgeous Terrence insulted me after you and I talked?”
“He did. But he said Terrence was sorry about it. He had a bad mood, and you just stood in his way at the wrong time.”
“Ah, that’s how…” Raquelle pronounces thoughtfully. “That’s how he got off it…”
“Anyway, I advise you to talk to Terrence when he is here. To agree to work well and bring the shooting to an end.”
“If he behaves well, I will bother him, too. If he starts to place his hands on my body, he will regret it much.”
“If you don’t believe me, ask John himself. He would confirm Terrence is sorry about everything.”
“Where’s John?”
“He’s there! Coming to us!”
At this moment, John Fallon having a wonderful mood comes to Raquelle and Serena, who talked to him at the model agency one week ago.
“Mrs. Oliverson…” John pronounces with a shy smile.
“Oh, Mr. Fallon!” Serena smiles widely. “Hello.”
“Good morning, my dear.”
Serena and John share an amicable kiss on the cheek.
“Glad to see you,” John says confidently.
“Same,” Serena pronounces amicably.
“Ms. Cameron…” John moves his eyes to Raquelle. “Glad to see you.”
“Same, Mr. Fallon,” Raquelle replies with a slight smile. “Good morning.”
John and Raquelle shake each other by the hand, and then the man gently kisses the girl’s hand.
“Did you also decide to come here and watch the shooting?” Raquelle asks.
“Why not?” John shrugs. “I often accompany Terrence on shootings and watch what’s happening.”
“Do you like it?”
“Yes, I like it. And today, I got another wonderful chance to spend time on the shooting.”
With these words, John smiles shyly at Serena.
“I will be madly happy to spend time with your manager and talk to Mrs. Oliverson a little,” John adds confidently.
“I could say I also came here for you,” Serena confesses with a wide smile.
“That’s how…” Raquelle smiles mysteriously.
“So, while our wards are having the photoshoot, we will spend a wonderful time talking.”
“With pleasure, my darling!” John exclaims.
“We can go to the buffet and check what they’re cooking here.”
“Oh, let’s go there. I am hungry now and want to eat something.”
“Sure…”
“By the way, Ms. Cameron…” John moves his eyes to Raquelle. “Terrence has asked about you many times.”
“About me?” Raquelle wonders.
“He wants to talk to you. To apologize for what happened after the talk with your manager.”
“That’s how…”
“I advise you to befriend him. Or at least agree to work on the photoshoot brilliantly. We don’t want the shooting to be over in a bad way.”
“I will personally do my best to make it happen. Don’t worry. I always treat my work with responsibility.”
“I know, my dear.”
“And I truly hope your ward would not love to do a bad trick and disrupt the shooting.”
“Come on, Ms. Cameron! Terrence never disrupts shootings on purpose. He is always responsible for his work.”
“Excuse me, Mr. Fallon, how do you actually take that man?” Raquelle asks. “How can you work with such an unbearable idiot?”
“Yeah, I don’t deny MacClife has a hard character. Sometimes I have to pull him down not to let him lose his mind. But he is actually a good guy. Hard-working, serious, responsible…”
“He is actually fake! His behavior is just an act for people. He does pretend to be good.”
“Honey, why do you think so?” Serena wonders. “Everyone adores Terrence! You just look!”
Serena stops her eyes on Terrence, who is a few meters away from her and now surrounded by two young girls. They are having a nice talk with a wide smile on their faces.
“You just look how happy they are to see him!” Serena exclaims.
Raquelle moves her eyes to Terrence and frowns strongly with her arms crossed over her chest, seeing the man keeping his head proudly raised and his shoulders spread as he shares an amicable kiss with a girl on the cheek with a wide smile on his face when she comes to him.
“Yeah, he’s showing off like a rooster…” Raquelle throws gloomily. “Put on a fake smile on his face, and those girls don’t even see that and do literally look into his eyes.”
“Come on, Raquelle, stop grumbling,” Serena says softly.
“Seriously? I am sick of his fake courtesy. His fake kindness. All of his fake smiles.”
“M-m-m, I see someone is not indifferent to that guy,” John smiles mysteriously.
“I would not dream something like this even in my worst nightmare.”
Raquelle gloomily watches the girls literally walking around Terrence for a few seconds, while he is getting their attention with great pleasure and making much more sure that he is still popular among ladies.
“If only nobody paid attention to you one beautiful day,” Raquelle wishes. “It’s so disgusting to watch your face. The way you are pretending to be sweet and friendly while you are surrounded by those ladies.”
“Oh, it seems like you and I talked too much,” Serena believes.
“Indeed, miss!” John exclaims. “You are not ready for the shooting yet!”
“Yes, yes, Raquelle, go get ready. C’mon, c’mon, don’t make people wait for you.”
“Alright, let’s go to the buffet to eat something.”
“Yeah, let’s go. I know the menu very well and can show you everything they are cooking there.”
“I would go anywhere with you.”
“Go to get ready, Raquelle, don’t stand here like a column.”
Serena and John turn around and slowly leave the photo studio, starting to talk about something interesting on the way. Raquelle quickly watches them and sighs quietly. And then she moves her eyes to Terrence, who starts to openly flirt with one of the young girls, who smiles at him widely and does not miss a chance to seduce the tall, confident black-haired guy. Who does not notice his partner for the photoshoot is now watching him with hate in his eyes.
“Yeah, as it turned out, you are a horndog…” Raquelle thinks. “The horndog that is ready to fuck literally everything that moves. You didn’t take me to your bed, but you decided to do this to another girl. Who would be more obedient…”
Raquelle exhales slowly.
“Okay, keep having fun,” Raquelle thinks. “Look for a new victim. I will better get out. I will get out before I wanna hit you on your insolent face and remind you of who you really are. I will better go to get ready for the shooting. With the hope that I will forget you at least for one or one and a half hours.”
Raquelle turns around sharply and leaves the photo studio quickly and confidently, going to where she will change her clothes and get her makeup and hair done. And she does not notice Terrence casting a sly smile on her, while he stays all alone. The man noticed her a long time ago and decided to flirt with girls on purpose to prove to her that everyone is dreaming of him. And after noticing the brunette is kind of tense and gloomy, MacClife is sure his wish to make her a little nervous has come true.
***
After passing some distance down kilometers-long halls and going a few floors down, Raquelle finally finds the room she needs and leaves her purse there. Then she quickly puts on a simple white robe she usually wears before the beginning of any shooting, also welcoming some people she has worked with before.
Next, Raquelle goes to another room, where she is going to get makeup first. She ends up in a spacious, light room where fewer people are waiting for her, some of whom welcome her by hugging her tightly, sharing a kiss on the cheek, and saying a couple of words to her. Then they suggest the girl lean back, relax, and sit on a chair placed in front of a table with many cosmetics: eye shadows, mascaras, eyeliners, powders, highlighters, concealers, makeup removers, and also many brushes, sponges, and applicators of different sizes and types.
Makeup artists definitely know what to do because some photos, paints, and notes are pinned on mirrors with magnets and help them orientate and do what they need. When Raquelle sits on the chair, they start doing their work, gathering her loose hair with a pin so it does not disrupt them from doing makeup. While working on what usually takes a lot of time, the girl is talking with everybody to make her beautiful now with pleasure and discussing everything in the world.
“Gosh, Raquelle, how lucky you are!” the young brunette exclaims with a wide smile, actively working on doing Raquelle’s makeup. “You’re gonna work with Terrence MacClife himself!”
“Oh, yeah, Cameron, I can’t believe you’re finally gonna work together,” the second dark-haired girl with dark skin adds happily, while she is working with many cosmetics to find eye shadows, mascara, and an eye pencil. “Your fans are gonna be so happy when they find it out.”
“They’re gonna die of happiness when they find out two idols of young people are gonna be together in photos.”
“Gosh, why do all of you care about that man so much?” Raquelle sighs tiredly. “What’s special about him that makes you all lose your mind?”
“What, what?” one of the girls wonders loudly. “Are you serious?”
“How can you stay indifferent to such a gorgeous man?” another girl wonders. “Terrence is just Apollo! A man from a picture! A man of the dream!”
“In my opinion, he is just a man that has nothing special,” Raquelle says quietly.
“Gosh, Raquelle, how can you say something like this?” one of the girls wonders.
“How can you keep calm when you’re gonna work with such a handsome guy?” the dark-haired girl wonders. “You’re supposed to shake from excitement!”
“But as you can see, I am not shaking,” Raquelle shrugs.
“Listen, Cameron, something is not right about you,” one of the girls says confidently.
“Indeed, Ms. Cameron,” the woman at the age of like thirty of the middle height with red hair gathered in a bun and bright green eyes that are shown out of squad glasses, doing carefully the makeup of Raquelle sitting comfortably on the chair. “Girls usually happily whoop from happiness when they meet Terrence. But you’re acting like you’re going to work with someone nobody knows.”
“Who is he to admire him like this?” Raquelle wonders. “Why did that man deserve so much love?”
“What?” the blonde-haired girl wonders. “Don’t you know who Terrence MacClife is?”
“That’s a famous actor!” one of the girls exclaims. “He got famous thanks to the role of Mason Houston in the movie ‘American Love Affair.’ It’s been many years, but his fans still remember and love that movie.”
“Yeah, but I’ve never watched it,” Raquelle replies quietly. “And I’ve watched none of the movies he acted in.”
“You can’t probably just remember,” the red-haired woman assumes. “You’ve probably, surely seen him in a movie, but you forgot it.”
“No, I do know I’ve never seen him on the screen.”
“You better check the information about that actor on the Internet. I am sure you will find out many interesting things.”
“I don’t want. I do not care about who he is or how he gained fame.”
“Yeah, Raquelle, something is not surely right about you,” the dark-haired girl clams confidently. “If you are so indifferent to the sexiest man in the world.”
“Did he pronounce himself the one?”
“Nope, it’s the opinion of his fans. The opinion of one very famous magazine.”
“Yeah, sure. And how many years ago did they have a vote?”
“No matter how many years are gone, that guy will always be included in the list of the sexiest men in the world,” another girl replies confidently.
“And if you became his girlfriend, being one of the sexiest women in the world, you could become a wonderful couple,” the red-haired woman assumes.
“Madison is right, Raquelle,” the blonde-haired girl agrees. “You would look very good next to Terrence.”
“Thanks, girls, but I don’t need this kind of ‘happiness,’” Raquelle raises her hands.
“Listen, what’s wrong with you?” one of the girls wonders. “You are the only one not to go crazy over that gorgeous guy.”
“That gorgeous guy pretends to be nobody the hell knows who! He believes he would never get rejected and always get anything he wants without doing anything.”
“By the way, Terrence definitely got interested in you,” the red-haired woman named Madison smiles mysteriously. “He has asked about you many times and looked for you.”
“Yes, yes, I noticed it, as well!” the man, who is also helping the woman work on Raquelle’s makeup and letting them know what she would fit better. “I saw MacClife watching her while she was walking to a woman and a man.”
“Come on!” Raquelle smiles shyly. “He didn’t have time to watch me. He was busy with openly flirting with some ladies.”
“Yeah, he loves flirting with beautiful girls,” another man notices thoughtfully. “But he has a right to do. Terrence is a single man. He has had no girlfriend for a long time.”
“I am not surprised. Not every single girl could tolerate the character of that selfish donkey.”
“Listen, girls, don’t you think Raquelle is also not indifferent to that guy?” the young man asks.
“She is surely not indifferent to him!” the dark-haired girl says loudly.
“Right!” the blonde-haired girl agrees. “I also think so.”
“I’m begging you, guys, don’t make me laugh,” Raquelle begs, putting her hand on her heart.
“Come on, Ms. Cameron!” Madison exclaims and takes a little brush for makeup and puts some eyeshadows on Raquelle’s eyes. “You’re surely not indifferent to that guy.”
“Yeah, not indifferent. He makes me mad. Really mad. And I don’t know how I could tolerate him for literally a whole day.”
“I would sell my soul to spend a whole day with him,” the girl pronounces dreamily. “And maybe, even a night… M-m-m… Or a whole life…”
“If Cameron keeps acting like this, she’s really gonna make MacClife run after her,” the man assumes confidently.
“Aha, that guy won’t calm down until he gets what he wants,” another man adds.
“I don’t need that idiot not for anything,” Raquelle says confidently. “If some of you meets him, you can tell him everything.”
“Oh, Raquelle, Raquelle…” Madison shakes her head and takes a palette of much lighter eyeshadows. “We don’t understand you.”
“And I don’t understand those, who are ready to look into his eyes and dance attendance upon that peacock, who has reached nothing but pretends to be a great actor that many generations will remember,” Raquelle replies gloomily.
“By the way, he’s always very sweet and gentle with everybody he speaks and works with.”
“Yeah, but that kind of sweet and gentle one was rude to me at the first meeting.”
“Come on, miss! Do not be so categorical. You haven't talked to him enough, but you’re making conclusions after the first impression. The first meeting.”
“I do not want to talk to that man. I cannot wait to finish our work and say goodbye to each other once and forever.”
“Never say never, my darling. No one knows what might happen in their life.”
“I shall do my best for that rooster to never stand in my way again.”
Madison says no more and shakes her head, perplexing how Raquelle could say these things about Terrence as well as the others and not admire him alongside other girls, who want just to stand next to him and touch the masterpiece or become a sweetheart of them.
***
The makeup artists spend about thirty or forty minutes doing makeup. All this time, they talk to Raquelle with pleasure and keep being shocked by the fact that she is not very happy with a chance to work with Terrence MacClife himself, whom all of them adore. When they finish their work, the girl goes to the stylists for them to get her hair done. She has to walk down a long hall and go to another spacious room.
She is also warmly welcomed there by all the stylists, who say hello to Raquelle, and some of her familiars hug her and share an amicable kiss on the cheek. They notice the girl looks incredible with her bright, smoky eyes makeup, which is made in dark shades and expresses the beauty of her gray eyes. And they start working on her hair, inviting her to sit on the chair and waiting and starting to work on sprays, gel, and other stuff and use hairbrushes, curling irons, and straighteners to get the result they want to get.
The stylists know well what to do thanks to photos and other pieces of paper, which are pinned on a wall or a big mirror with magnets or buttons. Raquelle is talking to those, who are working on her hair, with pleasure and is happy to meet some of her familiar people. And no matter how much she does not want it, she does not avoid another talk about Terrence, mentioning the name of whom starts to irritate her more and more.
“My dream has finally come true,” the red-haired girl says confidently, controlling the process of work and helping the others work on Raquelle’s hair. “I’m gonna see two idols of mine in the same photo.”
“A-a-a-a, I can’t believe it finally happened,” another girl confesses excitedly.
“It’s weird that nobody offered Terrence and Raquelle to work together before,” the dark-haired girl notices. “The two are so popular and loved by people. And working together would’ve helped them get much more famous.”
“Gosh, it’s gonna be hard for me to say nothing about it and not to tell everyone about it on social networks,” another girl confesses. “But it must be a secret for a while. The surprise for all the fans of the two.”
“Who would make a wonderful couple…” the girl with blue edges on her blonde hair adds dreamily.
“Come on!” Raquelle protests, placing a leg on her leg. “It’s some bullshit!”
“It’s not bullshit! Terrence MacClife would be very good for you as a sweetheart.”
“Aha, you would look so good next to that sexy Apollo,” one of the girls assumes.
“He is not sexy at all,” Raquelle protests gloomily. “He is an ordinary man without anything special, who is too arrogant.”
“Listen, Cameron, how could you actually breathe quietly when a man like him stands next to you?” the girl wonders.
“Aha, someone from the makeup artists already whispered in my ear what you told them about that guy,” the young man adds, who just entered the room.
“And what did they say?” the second man asks.
“Raquelle is indifferent to that man and doesn’t think he is handsome.”
“Come on?” the girl with blue edges on her hair wonders.
“And you imagine, she claimed she didn’t know who he was and didn’t watch any movies he acted in.”
“It just can’t be the truth!” one of the girl's protests. “Didn’t Ms. Cameron watch even the all-famous ‘American Love Affair?’”
“Imagine!”
“How could it actually be like this?” the short, skinny blonde with non-expressive gray eyes, hair gathered in a little bun, and a face that looks fresh thanks to good nude makeup. “Everyone knows Terrence MacClife himself!”
“Listen, all of you went crazy because of him!” Raquelle exclaims. “An unknown actor, who has reached nothing serious, makes everyone literally lose their mind.”
“He is just awesome! All the girls have a crush on him.”
“Right!” the girl agrees. “And how sweet and kind he is!”
“Yeah… I’ve known him for many years, and I often work with him on shootings for magazines, and Terrence has always been very kind and nice to me. He’s never been rude to me and has always smiled widely.”
“The question is whether it was true,” Raquelle says thoughtfully. “He smiles at you falsely, but all of you notice nothing. You don’t want to do it. Because you’re under his spells.”
“But Terrence is so charming…” one of the girls notices with a slight smile.
“He’s always been respected by people in the show business," a man adds. "Girls go crazy for him, and men silently hate him but don’t go against him. Because a man like him makes people admire him.”
“And now say, how many people actually hate him,” Raquelle smiles innocently. “How many people were told to shut up by that man after they just tried to tell people the truth about who he was?”
“Listen, Ms. Cameron, I think you are too categorical and unfair to him,” the girl with blue edges of her hair says confidently. “What did Terrence do to you that you say these things about him?”
“He was rude to me at the first meeting.”
“Come on, it just can't be the truth!”
“Yes, Terrence is never rude to anyone,” the blonde with a bun says confidently. “He’s always very gentle.”
“Delancey has known him much longer than all of us and wouldn’t lie,” one of the men notices.
“Yes, yes, she often works with him on shootings,” another man adds. “She makes sure his hair always looks gorgeous.”
“You should ask his manager about how gentle and sweet your beloved Terrence is,” Raquelle says gloomily. “He would tell you how many times MacClife has fired him and brought him back.”
“By the way, that man can’t wait to start working with you,” the blonde named Delancey confesses confidently. “I heard he has asked about you many times.”
“And he was literally eating Raquelle with his eyes when she was not far from him,” one of the men adds.
“And when he sees this beauty being dressed and brushed and with makeup, he won’t surely be able to resist,” the man assumes. “He’s gonna run after her.”
“That’s right!” Delancey exclaims, rubbing some of the gel in her hands and putting it on Raquelle’s hair. “You just look how gorgeous her makeup is.”
“Not surprised that she is loved by the whole world,” the boy says confidently. “All the men lose their mind and wanna be with her.”
“My fans motivate me to keep doing what I’m doing,” Raquelle notices with a slight smile. “I will never be rude or arrogant to people. Especially, if they’re fans of mine. It’s a holy thing to me.”
“Many people love you for your fans for your fans,” the girl notices. “Not every celebrity would be so close to them.”
“I adore communicating with them,” Raquelle replies confidently. “I adore talking to my fans. Personally… And on social networks. Yes, sadly, I can’t talk to all of them, but I do my best not to leave anyone without my attention.”
“Would you agree if someone asked you to give an autograph or take a photo?” the man asks.
“Sure, no problem! I would be happy to leave an autograph or take a photo with anyone.”
“Aw, you’re so sweet,” Delancey smiles widely, carefully brushing Raquelle’s hair with a soft hairbrush.
“Besides, thanks to my fans, I’ve changed and become the one I am now. I’m no longer the girl I was somehow in my childhood. Not the one that was insecure.”
“Were you insecure?”
“Yup. My young years broke me down a little. Ruined my confidence.” Raquelle falls into silence for two seconds, looking at her hands. “But thanks to my work, I realized I shouldn't have listened to those, who said bad things about me. I’m different. The modeling career changed my life for the better. Changed me.”
***
“Hey, Raquelle, can I take a photo with you?” the young girl asks happily, who surrounded Raquelle from all sides along with two or three girls.
“Sign this magazine for me!” another girl asks, giving Raquelle a magazine with her photo from the latest photoshoot on the cover. “You’re just incredible in this one!”
“You’re so beautiful,” another girl confesses shyly. “I really wanna be like you.”
“Yes, yes, you’re my perfection!”
“You must tell us all your beauty secrets.”
“Listen, how can you stay so beautiful and slim?” the teenage girl admires with a wide smile.
“I do nothing,” Raquelle shrugs.
“Are you probably keeping a hard diet and setting up limits for yourself?”
“No, no, I don’t keep any kind of diet. I’ve had this type of body since childhood. I’ve never been big.”
“Do you eat much?”
“I don't eat very much, but I don’t limit myself.”
“How?” one of the girls rounds her eyes. “You must keep yourself in good sharp!”
“Oh, I don’t get fatter, even when I get terribly hungry and eat more than usual.”
“Really?”
“Oh, gosh, that’s awesome!” the plumb young girl says with admiration, closing her mouth with both hands. “How lucky you are…”
“Well, maybe, I am…”
“If I eat a little more than usual, I always gain four pounds.”
“Advising you not to get stuck on your weight and eat anything you want,” Raquelle smiles shyly. “Honestly, I’m not a fan of diets.”
“No, I can’t do this. I've had a fat gene since birth, and guys always humiliate me for my weight and call me fat.”
“No, honey, you are not fat!”
“I swear, I really try to lose weight, but I can’t do this. I eat little and do sports, but I can do nothing!”
“I can advise you only to stop thinking that losing weight is your main goal.”
“So, don’t I need to lose weight?”
“No, just try not to think you should lose weight, stop counting calories, and keep reaching your goal.”
“You think it will help?”
“I’m sure if you stop being obsessed with this thought and keep losing weight without a thought that it’s your duty, it will be easier for you to reach your goal.”
“I dunno…” the plumb girl sighs heavily. “I ain’t sure if it would help me.”
“Anyway, don’t torture yourself with diets. The important thing is not to overeat or to do sports. And not to make losing weight your main goal in your life.”
“Gosh, Raquelle, you’re so inspiring me!”
“And remember, you’re beautiful. With any weight. In any clothes. With any hair. Don’t pay attention to those, who insult and humiliate you. Listen to those, who tell you that you’re beautiful and love you for what you are.”
“Oh, thank you so much! Thanks, Raquelle! You’re the best!”
“Every person is beautiful in their own way,” Raquelle smiles shyly. “If they have some features, they can always make them their dignity if they really want it, so, everyone admires them truly.”
“Oh, can I take a photo with you?” the girl asks.
“And me!” a few more girls say almost at the same time.
Raquelle takes photos with everybody for a few seconds and leaves an autograph on some things that they give her.
“Mamma Mia, you’re just irresistible!” the boy, who is of the same age as Raquelle at the first fight, smiles widely.
“That’s Raquelle Cameron!” another boy exclaims with admiration in his eyes. “That’s her, guys!”
“Bloody hell!”
“I can’t believe it.”
“You’re more irresistible in real life than in photos.”
“Thanks,” Raquelle thanks with a slight smile.
“I’m your fan, Raquelle! I’ve been following your career since I saw your photos from the first shoot for a foreign magazine. Likely, it was Spanish or Italian…”
“Italian. It was really my first shoot for a foreigner magazine.”
“Hey, Raquelle, let’s start dating?” one more guy of the same age as Raquelle suggests, next to who a girl is walking by.
“Hey, actually, I am your girlfriend!” the girl resents.
“You’re my muse, Raquelle! I would do anything for you! I would be your best boyfriend in the world. For such a beauty, I’d go on fire and water.”
The girl, who is being with this guy, does not like these words and slaps him strongly in the face in the pretense of other people.
“Scumbag!” the girl pronounces loudly. “Womanizer!”
“Hey, sweetie, what’s wrong?” the boy wonders with a slight smile.
“I am sick of you paying attention to every single girl!”
“Don’t get excited! I did nothing wrong!”
“Go to the fuck! We are breaking up!”
“What?”
“Alright, I am done! Look for another idiot that would take the one that fucks everyone he meets in his way in his mind.”
The resentful girl sharply turns and quickly leaves somewhere. The guy stays alone, feeling absolutely discouraged and rubbing his cheek that just got hot, and two others, who are probably his friends, laugh at him quietly, keeping their hands on their stomachs, while the girls surrounding Raquelle barely shake their heads with disapproval in their eyes.
“So, dude, you got your ass kicked?” one of the boys pronounces.
“It’s okay, guys, she’s gonna get cold and come to me soon,” the boy says confidently, who was left by the girl. “You will see it.”
“I really doubt,” the second friend of the boy assumes, crossing his arms over his chest.
“Wow, this is the first case when a girl left her boyfriend because he told me some nice words,” Raquelle chuckles.
“You’re getting more popular, Raquelle,” one of the girls notices. “Because of you, couples even break up.”
“Be careful, Raquelle,” one of the girls says confidently. “Couple break up because of you.”
“Yes, yes, Raquelle, be careful because girls could do something bad to you out of jealousy,” another girl says confidently.
“I’m starting to worry,” Raquelle smiles shyly.
“C’mon, beauty, don’t be afraid!” the guy, the friend of the one left by the girlfriend, says confidently. “We will not let anyone hurt you! Your fans will cover you and defend you from any insults from your haters. I would surely tear anyone to say at least one word about my favorite girl.”
“Yes, Raquelle, you’re under our protection,” the second boy adds confidently. “Nobody would dare to say something bad about you. We would tear them apart.”
“Thank you so much, guys,” Raquelle thanks with a shy smile. “Making sure more and more that I have the best fans in the world.”
“We love you, Raquelle!” the girl shouts out happily.
“You are our role model!” another girl exclaims.
“Yes, we love you, love!” another girl agrees.
“You’re our beauty!” one of the boys exclaims with a wide smile.
“Best!” the second boy supports.
“We love you, Raquelle!” everybody, who surrounded Raquelle, say all together.
Seeing such great support from her fans, Raquelle cannot hide her smile and feels more confident, proud, beautiful, and desired. The modeling business really helped her make her self-rating several times better, start to appreciate what nature gave her, and teach her to express her best sides not only thanks to beautiful hair, fashionable clothes, and perfect makeup but also thanks to walking incredibly, keeping her back straight and keeping her head up. And every time the young beauty sees her own photos in magazines, she makes much more sure she is actually more attractive than she thinks.
***
“Wow,” one of the girls pronounces with sadness in her eyes. “I would’ve never thought…”
“Nobody knows what might be hidden under a wide, true smile. Sometimes people may not even guess that someone, who is happy outside, might be deeply unhappy inside or has overcome many tragedies in their life.”
“You’ve never said it in your interviews,” another girl notices thoughtfully.
“One beautiful day, I shall tell you everything I had to get through,” Raquelle replies hesitantly. “Although it’s gonna be hard ‘cause I don’t like to think about my childhood years. I’m trying to forget everything and let my past go, but the memories still can’t leave me alone. Even if it’s been many years.”
“No matter what happened to you, we are all very sorry,” Delancey says softly.
“Thanks a lot,” Raquelle smiles shyly. “I’m very glad I’ve got such incredible support.”
“Your fans will always support you. No matter what’s happening.”
“Yes, you were, you are, and you will be a favorite girl for people,” one of the men says confidently. “The same favorite persona as Terrence MacClife is.”
“I would be much more famous and popular than he is,” Raquelle says with her head proudly raised.
“Believe me, that man is not less famous than you are,” Delancey replies quietly. “Not less loved by people.”
Raquelle says nothing and just sighs quietly, thinking about something for a few seconds. Then she keeps talking to the stylists, who are working on her hair, brushing it, curling it with irons, and giving it one or another form to eventually get what they need. Looking at herself in the mirror, the girl sometimes smiles and silently notices she looks very beautiful. All this time, she is preparing herself for a good job, and she promises to do everything she should do.
***
Some time later after getting her hair and makeup done, Raquelle goes to another room, where she should put on clothes for the photoshoot. The girl is going to put on multiple clothes and change them during the whole day the photoshoot for the magazine is going to take place.
Stylists ask her to try on many clothes and shoes they choose from what is carefully placed on many racks with hangers for a very long time. They customize dresses, shorts, and skirts for the body of the model in case something is a little bigger for her. They put aside what fits her very well to put it on when it’s time to do it. She also has to try on accessories from everything placed in big boxes for a very long time, choosing only what would perfectly fit every single look of hers.
And some time later, Raquelle finally finishes trying on clothes and puts on the first look she is going to be photographed in with the help of stylists. This is a short, slim, sleeveless, tight dress with a deep décolleté that is covered with golden sequins and shines beautifully under bright lamps that light up the room where she is changing clothes. It perfectly fits the body of the model and shows her long, slim legs. The dress fits golden sandals with high heels, hanging, massive earrings made from gold, and a thin bracelet on her wrist made from the same material. Her long dark hair is curled in slight curls and beautifully falls off her frigid shoulders.
Raquelle looks at herself in the high mirror with her head proudly raised and smiles widely at her, noticing she looks much more beautiful than ever this time. Her bright makeup is perfect, her hair is beyond praise, and her dress fits her very well. Stylists make the last changes to her look and customize the dress a little bit more to make it much better than before. And the girl can see the final result of her first look, in which she is going to be photographed.
“Excellent…” Raquelle pronounces with a wide smile. “I really love it.”
“Get ready to catch the admired looks of all the men, my darling,” one of the stylists says confidently, slightly pulling Raquelle’s dress down. “They’re gonna be delighted.”
“They’re always going to watch their mouths to wipe saliva,” the young girl laughs shyly.
“Wait, girls!” the woman exclaims. “The other looks are not less gorgeous. She is going to slay everyone much more.”
“Would someone believe someone really called her ugly, as Raquelle herself said?” the girl wonders.
“So, I proved how much all those people were wrong,” Raquelle replies with her head proudly raised.
“You’re beautiful, Raquelle! Just a beauty!”
“C’mon, go to get the hearts of the men. Let them admire this beauty.”
“Yes, Cameron, go!” the girl exclaims. “A very little time before the start of the shooting.”
“Okay, I will go to eat something,” Raquelle decides thoughtfully. “Something light.”
“Go, beauty, go.”
Raquelle laughs shyly and leaves the room in her first look, alongside the compliments of the stylists. After this, she walks down long halls for some time, confidently taking steps on high heels, which she could not just stand a few years ago. On the way, the girl meets some people, who truly admire her look for the photoshoot. Girls tell her compliments, and men whistle at her and even suggest she go on a date. It does not make the brunette confused, and she goes to the buffet with her head proudly raised to eat something before the shooting starts.
Some time later, Raquelle comes to the large buffet, where there are quite many people sitting on tables and eating something or standing near a showcase and examining everything they see. The girl also decides to go there to decide what to eat and drink. Fewer people go by her, compliment her look and admire her beauty, which the stylists perfectly expressed. And she also gets to talk to them a little.
At some moment, another person comes to Raquelle, who wants to eat a little, and examines all the food. This is the man of adult age, who looks at the girl better and recognizes her quickly enough.
“Ms. Cameron?” the man pronounces hesitantly.
Raquelle quickly turns around, looks at the man for two moments, and recognizes him as the one she talked to some time ago.
“Simon?” Raquelle pronounces surprisingly. “Simon Ringer?”
“What a meeting!” Simon exclaims with a wide smile.
“Hello.”
“Good morning, my darling.”
Simon and Raquelle shake each other by the hand to say hello.
“I am very glad to see you,” Simon adds amicably.
“I didn’t expect to meet you here,” Raquelle confesses shyly.
“But I knew I would meet you.”
“That’s how…”
“I recently talked to someone, who drove you here. So, he told me you were here and getting ready for the photoshoot.”
“Yes, I am ready, as you can see.”
“You look beautiful,” Simon notices, looking at Raquelle with interest from head to feet. “Just a beauty.”
“Thanks a lot, Mr. Ringer,” Raquelle thanks.
“The stylists did a great job and made you a much more beautiful girl.”
“It’s one of the best looks I have ever had.”
“It’s clear you worked with those, who knew their business.”
“I’ve known many people for a long time. And the place is familiar. I’ve worked here many times.”
“Great,” Simon pronounces with a slight smile.
“By the way, did you come here to eat?”
“Yes, I am really hungry. I had no opportunity to eat enough since the morning. And they cook so much delicious food here.”
“I get it. With such a selfish man as Terrence MacClife, you’ve gotta always be ready and sleep with one eye open.”
“I could say so,” Simon laughs shyly. “Terrence may call you at any time. Today, I had to wake up very early to drive him to the shooting.”
“I was told he brought his manager back.”
“As I told you! MacClife has fired John millions of times, but he always asks him to come back.”
“John has no pride if he humiliates like this.”
“We do need money! What do we do? Now it’s so hard to find a good job. And Terrence has always paid good money to those, who work with him. Managers, a driver, stylists… Nobody complains about the salary he always pays at the right time.”
“Wow, how kind he is…” Raquelle simpers evilly, crossing her arms over her chest.
“M-m-m, are you still mad at him?” Simon smiles slyly.
“If I could, I would not come to the shooting. This is the first case when I don’t wanna work at all.”
“What if you had a different partner?”
“I would work with pleasure.”
“But MacClife is very glad he is going to work with you, just saying.”
“Come on!”
“It’s the truth, Raquelle. He couldn’t wait for the photoshoot. And he was thinking and talking very much about you for the whole week.”
“Yeah? But I never thought of him. And I lived a very happy time.”
“I advise you not to fight with him if you do not want this photoshoot to be over in a bad way.”
“I don’t want to talk to him at all.”
“Besides, you two have got a very great army of fans, who would be madly happy when they saw photos of you in a magazine.”
“I can’t wait for everything to be over…” Raquelle sighs heavily.
“Enjoy this time, my sweetie.” Simon softly slaps Raquelle on the shoulder as she shakes sharply. “You cannot manage to work with a famous person every day. The dream of all the young girls.”
“People are literally obsessed with him…” Raquelle sighs heavily. “He literally charmed everyone! Hypnotized! I don’t understand why everyone admires that idiot and literally makes him God.”
“Take it quietly.”
“It’s all unfair! It’s unfair that everyone praises the actor, who is known to nobody.”
“Haven’t you called the memories of him?”
“Gosh, I don’t know him! I do not know!”
“It’s alright, you will remember him someday. I am sure you that you saw him in a movie many years ago. It’s been a long time since the peak of Terrence’s career. So… Someone could forget him… Knowing he has not acted in any movies for many years.”
“I will never understand this… I will not do…”
Simon says nothing and just sighs quietly. Silence settles in the air for two seconds, and then the man moves his eyes to the showcase with food and starts to take a little bit of everything on a plate he takes from where people get it as well as spoons, forks, knives, glasses, and many others.
“Anyway, I wish you luck with the shooting,” Simon says amicably. “I don’t know if I manage to watch you, but I do not doubt that you will be awesome.”
“Thanks a lot,” Raquelle thanks with a slight smile.
“I will stay here until the end of the day because I will have to drive Terrence home after the end of the shooting.”
“Great. I would be happy to talk to you a little bit longer.”
“If you have time after the shooting, I will accompany you with pleasure.”
“We can talk now.”
“The shooting will start now.”
“No, it will start somewhere in a half hour or one hour.”
“Anyway, I shall have lunch. Talk to your driver. We managed to get on well and would find something to talk about.”
“Alright, if you want it.”
“See you later, my darling.”
Simon puts something on his big plate and goes where there are tables, deciding to sit on the one, on which the man, who drove Raquelle here, is sitting. The girl stays all alone and watches the man, who causes mixed feelings because he is kind of friendly and nice to talk to but spreads some coldness. Who makes her suspicious and understand that something is not right about that man.
“Something about that man is wrong…” Raquelle frowns slightly. “I don’t know what, but I can’t say it’s nice to me to talk to him…. He is kind of… Cold… He doesn’t spread something good. As if Simon is just pretending to be so sweet and gentle.”
Raquelle crosses her arms over her chest.
“I dunno, maybe, I’m wrong…” Raquelle assumes. “But I wouldn’t like to stay with him and drink tea or coffee with him. And maybe, that’s even good he didn’t agree to spend time with me. Yes, I will not say it openly for politeness and will keep talking to him, but still…”
After thinking about Simon’s character for a few seconds, Raquelle exhales sharply and decides to forget that man. Instead of this, she moves her eyes to the showcase with food and drinks and decides what to eat, honestly, getting a little confused because of such a great choice of food that looks so delicious.
Some time later, a few familiar men come to her by one, who welcome her and notice how beautiful she is in her current look. Raquelle talks to every one of them with pleasure and asks them how they are doing. And she does not notice that Terrence is watching her with great interest, crossing his arms over the chest and definitely not being happy with the fact that she is surrounded by so many young men, who she is communicating with so nicely.
However, at some moment, the girl glances aside and notices the man being tense enough is watching her with some kind of disapproval. Raquelle calls the memories of Natalia’s words about making that man mad. And she decides to show a much greater interest in flirting with young, very sympathetic men. And she smiles at them much wider when one of them takes her hand and tenderly kisses it.
What’s happening makes Terrence, who clenches his hands into fists, breathing heavily enough and silently hating those, who are trying to give attention to Raquelle, much tenser. Who does not want to reject their sighs of attention and does flirt with them in all possible ways.
“Is that gal going to make me mad on purpose by flirting with some men and letting them kiss her hands?” Terrence resents. “Does she have a fucking right? Who does that bitch think she is? What does Cameron want to get?”
Terrence swallows up nervously, watching Raquelle with anger in his eyes, while she is getting much attention from the men and turns around to show them her excellent look for the first shooting.
“It’s alright, cutie, you will be mine,” Terrence promises. “I swear, Cameron, you will start running after me very soon. You will not be able to live a day without thinking of me. You will not get off me so easily. I shall do my best to do what I want so badly. You will give me the best sex in my life. Without doubts…”
Terrence raises his head proudly and fights with the anger burning inside him with his arms crossed over his chest for some time, while Raquelle is openly flirting with some men. This fact hurts him much stronger. The fact that the girl is ready to flirt and pay attention to any man except him. She does not notice him and does not succumb to his charms. However, what’s happening does not make him give up. Vice versa, Terrence makes much more sure about his wish to do his best for that beauty with long legs to belong to him.
At some moment, Terrence gets too busy looking at Raquelle from head to feet and silently notices how gorgeous she is. He is imagining her next to him, the man, who is also ready for the shooting, wearing a classic black suit, new black shoes, and a white shirt, a couple of top buttons of which are open now. The hair of who is perfectly done and looks luxurious and healthy.
Imagining how he would look next to such a stunning girl, Terrence does not notice Simon coming to him at some moment with a wish to take something he forgot to take before.
“So, don’t you like the fact that she’s flirting with other men?” Simon smiles slyly, clapping Terrence on the shoulder.
“That glad has no shame!” Terrence resents in a rude, low voice, crossing his arms over his chest. “She’s standing there and openly flirting with everyone before people’s eyes.”
“Well, she has a right to do. Raquelle is a single girl.”
“But I do not like it! I do not like the fact that she is acting like this!”
“I see nothing bad about it.”
“You just look! Look, Simon!”
Terrence points at Raquelle, who is openly flirting with a man, with whom she stayed, wrapping slowly a strand of hair around her finger with a flirty smile.
“It’s disgusting to me to see that!” Terrence says confidently.
“Well, don’t look then,” Simon suggests. “Nobody makes you watch her.”
“Seriously? Don’t look?”
“M-m-m, man, it seems like you are jealous.”
“What?” Terrence moves his widely open eyes to Simon. “Me? Jealous?”
“You don’t like the fact that that girl is flirting with everyone and paying no attention to you,” Simon assumes confidently. “You are not used to anything like that.”
“It’s alright, Simon, it’s alright,” Terrence proudly raises his head. “Early or late, that girl will be mine. I shall do my best for her to fall in love with me. For her to be ready to do anything. Any stupid thing. For her to turn off her brain and think of nothing when I tell her to do something.”
“Do you want to break the heart of that girl?”
“I don’t know, we will see. But now I want just one thing – to take that impregnable cutie to my bed and make her obey me.”
“Are you going to tame the wild cat?”
“And believe me, I will do this.”
“Don’t waste your time, Terrence, here’s my advice,” Simon says confidently. “Raquelle will hardly answer you back and agree to make you happy.”
“We will see.”
“I talked to that girl and heard no good word about you. No good word.”
“Really?” Terrence moves his eyes to Simon. “No word?”
“I am going to tell you more. Cameron cannot wait for the photoshoot to be over.”
“That’s how…”
“So, I have an assumption that nothing would help you get her attention.”
“It’s alright, I will do it. At least, I shall do my best for her to never forget this shooting.”
“But do not dare to disrupt it. I understand it’s going to be hard to you to tolerate Raquelle. But try to do it, please.”
“Right, working with the lady, who has such a bad character is going to be very hard. But I can do this.”
“Alright, my dear, do what you want,” Simon nods confidently with a sly smile. “But I am assuring you that you will get nothing from that Snow Queen.”
“Don’t worry, Simon, I shall find a key to that door. And I will finally open it.”
Simon says nothing and just shrugs. That’s why silence settles in the air for a few seconds, during which Terrence watches Raquelle saying something that stayed with her, accepts his gentle kiss on her hand, and watches him with a flirty smile after he leaves her alone.
“Oh, I wanted to take something from the food!” Simon exclaims. “Excuse me…”
Simon claps Terrence on the shoulder and goes to the showcase, quickly puts some food on a clean plate, and comes back to the driver, who brought Raquelle here and is sitting on one of the tables while waiting for him. MacClife watches him and then starts watching Raquelle again, who slightly fixes her hair with a gracious gesture of her hand, comes to the same showcase, and starts to examine the menu to finally take just something light to eat.
Not to let anyone come to her, Terrence decides not to waste time and comes to her for the first time in a while to try to talk to her. Raquelle herself glances at him, sharply moves it aside, and starts examining everything on the showcase much harder with the hope that the man will not come to her. But no… The man comes to the girl with his head proudly raised and pronounces with a sly smile:
“Good morning, Ms. Inaccessibility.”
“What do you want?” Raquelle asks coldly, still choosing what she wants to eat.
“Well, educated people actually say hello first, in case you didn’t know. Instead of answering the welcome with a question.”
“Do I have a deal with this type of people?”
“I did say hello to you. So, you should answer me back.”
“I should do nothing for you.”
“It’s very bad for such a stunning and sexy cutie to be so rude and disrespectful.”
“Listen, MacClife, go where you were going and do not bother me until the beginning of the shooting.”
“Actually, I was going to come to you.”
“I have no wish to talk to you.”
“Yeah, I was told you did not have a wish to talk to such an irresistible, handsome man.”
“I see nothing handsome about you.”
“Yeah? I believe I am just gorgeous! And the stylists picked up gorgeous looks for me. I am sure that you are going to drool over me and feel a nice warmth between her legs. Feel like it’s super wet there…”
“It seems to you. You are actually an ordinary man with nothing special.”
Raquelle steps aside, while Terrence leans on a small surface with both hands, on which a plate would easily be put.
“Why am I worse than those men you were flirting with so hard?” Terrence asks.
“I do have a right to do it,” Raquelle replies confidently.
“Could they really be more handsome and attractive than Terrence MacClife himself?”
“They are very sympathetic.” Raquelle glances at Terrence. “And more educated and decent. Unlike some rude people and perverts.”
“You know, you are not also like those sweet and shy girls I talked with,” Terrence smiles slyly.
“Then go to talk to them a little. And leave me alone.”
Raquelle goes further, and Terrence comes much closer to her.
“C’mon, babe, let’s talk,” Terrence suggests with his head proudly raised.
“I have no little wish to do,” Raquelle says confidently.
“We’re going to work together and should get on well. Nobody wants the result to be terrible. Right, Cameron?”
Terrence tenderly runs the back of his hair over Raquelle’s hair and gets to touch a curve of her neck, while she slightly shakes, pretending that she does not like it at all.
“Hey, MacClife, I am warming you…” Raquelle sharply turns on Terrence and threatens him with a finger. “If you start putting your hands on my body again, I swear I shall scratch your insolent face and hit you between your legs.”
“Hey, I have done nothing to you yet!” Terrence raises his hands in front of him. “But I am not going to hide that I want to go too far when looking at you. Especially, now. Because you look just stunning.”
“Your tricks will not work on me.”
Raquelle decides to examine everything she sees on the showcase with food again.
“Come on, I did come to you with peace,” Terrence says confidently. “With peace and love.”
“I would be grateful to you if you did not bother me until the beginning of the shooting,” Raquelle replies coldly. “If you kept your mouth shut.”
“By the way, I would like to invite you on a date.”
“What?” Raquelle smirks quietly, moving her eyes to Terrence. “Seriously?”
“Let’s go somewhere after the photoshoot? Walk, drink coffee, eat something…”
“You must be kidding,” Raquelle laughs shyly.
“Do I look like a clone?”
“What kind of date do you mean?”
“Just a date.”
“Thanks, but I have to decline your suggestion.”
“What’s wrong?”
“I think I have already let you know I do not like you at all.”
“Yeah?” Terrence turns his back on the showcase and leans on the surface with both hands. “But I liked you.”
“Very funny,” Raquelle pronounces quietly.
“No jokes! Of course, you are a rude and non-educated bitch with a terrible character. But I like you anyway.”
“Do you think I will play your stupid games and serve your ego?”
“What?”
“Are you trying so hard just to take me to your bed?” Raquelle moves her eyes to Terrence with a sly smile. “To make me another victim if you!”
“What?” Terrence rounds his eyes.
“Do you think that I will get softer, fall in love like an idiot, and agree to do any little stupid thing if you start to pretend to be good? Agree to spread my legs for you, so you can go to your friends the next day and tell them how you slept with another girl. So, you can tell them that you were a superhero and about the girl moaning from just one touch of your hand.”
“You have a very bad opinion about me.”
“Stop pretending to be innocent, you, fucking horndog. Do not think I am an idiot that does not understand why you’re trying so hard.”
“Yeah, I wouldn’t mind fucking you. But it doesn’t mean I’m interested in you just because of that.”
“Don’t explain anything. You told me about all your wishes one week ago.”
“By the way, I have never cheated on my girlfriends.”
“Come on!”
“Why do you care about it?” Terrence puts his hands on his hips. “I am a single man! Young and attractive! Besides, I really love getting very much attention. The attention of young, beautiful ladies.”
“Which number would I have on your list if you managed to fuck with me, after all?”
“You better tell me, how many men’s hearts have you broken? Read the list of your potential boyfriends. Who you were flirting with and seducing so hard. But who you rejected with no regret.”
“Why do you the fuck care who I am flirting with?” Raquelle resents, crossing her arms over her chest. “By the way, I am also single. So, I have a right to flirt with any handsome guys I would like.”
“You can’t flirt with them,” Terrence says in a much lower voice.
“Yeah? Why can’t I?”
“Because you will be mine very soon. Only mine.”
“Come on? Why are you so sure about it?”
“Because Terrence MacClife always gets everything he wants.” Terrence comes closer to Raquelle, setting his gaze into her eyes. “And he will tame you, too. Early or late, you will go crazy over me.”
“I am sick of you,” Raquelle simpers evilly. “Sick of everything about you.”
“It’s okay, you will moan very soon. Moan from everything I will be doing to you.”
“Do not confuse your pervert fantasies with reality. They aren’t always the same.”
“Yeah… I thought you thought about your behavior last week. Thought about who you decided to fight with.”
“I had much more interesting business to do. I had no time to think of the selfish and non-educated penguin.”
“If you promise you will be sweet and obedient, I can give you a chance.”
“Go to the fuck with all your chances. I will not fuck you.”
“Your attempts to reject me get me fucking excited.”
“And I get mad because of your stupidity and your deafness.”
“And you play on my nerves by behaving like this.”
“Don’t talk to me, then.”
“I can’t! You get me too attracted to you.”
“Listen, you, king penguin, leave me alone. Let me prepare for the shooting, which I cannot wait to finish in the nearest time.”
Raquelle goes aside in a quick step, takes a small clean plate, a fork, and a glass, and goes to the showcase again to take something from the food. While Terrence follows her all this time.
“Anyway, my offer about a date is still up,” Terrence says confidently. “So, if you wanna spend time with the most charming and most attractive man in the world, you can call me. I shall leave my number to you.”
“We will not have any dates, MacClife,” Raquelle says, putting food on her plate with tongs. “Do not even dream.”
“Why do you not want to pay attention to me? Many girls always surround me! You are the only one not to pay attention to me.”
“If it’s so, they’re stupid ladies.”
“Do you say it because of what happened between us after talking to your manager?”
“It’s one of the reasons. But actually, I disliked you at once.”
“At once? Disliked?”
“Yes, I disliked it!”
“And before I got upset because you could not remember me, your eyes full of admiration had been watching you without stopping.”
“Come on?”
“Yes, yes, I saw everything. I saw you were literally ready to give in to such a hot and sexy man.”
“Gosh, who told you’re handsome, irresistible, hot, and sexy?” Raquelle moans tiredly, puts the tongs aside, takes a drink for her, and goes to one of the free tables, while Terrence follows her again. “Why are you so sure about it?”
“Because I have always been the best and the most handsome guy. I’ve always been the one, who everyone paid attention to first. That’s why many men got even mad at me. But what can I do? I’m fucking hot even when I do nothing!”
“Your mother and father probably overpraised you when you were a baby. They did everything you wanted after your first pela.”
“Hiding the truth is impossible, babe. When someone is really so gorgeous, everyone will talk about it.”
“If you heard fewer compliments, you would not suffer from narcissism.”
“You mean me?”
“Not me, of course.”
Raquelle sits on a table with a sly smile and her head proudly raised, while Terrence comfortably sits down in front of her.
“But I must confess that I am also very attractive and young,” Raquelle adds and starts eating what she has on her plate with a fork. “And I am popular among men.”
“You probably rejected everyone because you were waiting for me,” Terrence assumes confidently. “You were waiting for Terrence MacClife himself.”
“I did say I was not interested in you at all.”
“C’mon, baby, look at me from another side.”
“Stop praising you.”
“I do not do. I am telling the clear truth.”
“Maybe, your hypnosis works on other people, but it will not do on me.”
“It’s alright, I am not used to giving up so easily.” Terrence folds his hands on the table with a sly smile. “Besides, you’re waking up a hunter for a victim inside me. You’re waking up a wish to catch you as soon as possible.”
“Yes, yes, I get it. You are unhappy you got rejected by the girl for the first time. You are mad, rampaging, and wishing to do your best to get a reaction from her.”
“Well, because you haven’t slapped me in the face or hit me between my legs, I believe it’s a great success.”
“I don’t do this because there are many people here. Not because I succumbed to your charms.”
“You know, if there was nobody here, I would kiss you with great pleasure.”
“Don’t try to do it,” Raquelle pronounces in a low voice. “Or you will regret much.”
“I can’t miss a chance to taste your lips. The lips of the stunning beauty, who I have liked since I was nineteen. Who I saw for the first time at the world premiere of a movie, in which many of my favorite actors played. It was filmed by a director, who has been my friend for very many years.”
“Yeah, it seems like friendship with directors can’t help you get at least one starring role.” Raquelle drinks a little bit from her glass. “Or you’re just pulling the wool over everyone’s eyes, but you’re actually nothing.”
“I still remember that bright blue dress and that wavy hair you had.”
“Why do you say it to me?”
“Talking to you.”
“Did I suggest you?”
“Listen, Raquelle, why are you so mean?” Terrence wonders. “I am treating you well now. I am not rude, not insulting, not placing my hands on your body… What do you want?”
“I just want to let you know you would not seduce me and make me go on at least one date with you. And especially, lie in a bed with you to give you a chance to please yourself.”
“I will not give up anyway.” Terrence proudly raises his head up. “Difficulties never stop me. Vice versa, they motivate me much more. Make me shake my ass much harder.”
“In this case, I am very sorry for you.” Raquelle drinks a little bit of drink from her glass. “Because you would just waste your time.”
“But when I get what I want, the result will be more wanted,” Terrence notices cheerfully.
“Get cool, MacClife. And do something before the shooting starts. Do you have nothing to do if you are chasing me and annoying me with your pretense?”
“Only cowards give up,” Terrence says confidently. “As all of your former admirers gave up so easily after you rejected them once, they are cowards. Afraid of difficulties.”
“Get off me. And let me eat quietly.”
“C’mon, dolly, talk to me. Tell me something about you.”
“Not going to do.”
“Tell me how you actually got into the modeling business. What your life was like.”
“None of your business.”
“I got my first ever minor role when I was fourteen. At first, I didn’t know what to do, but I got used little by little and learned enough. I had to work with different people: good and bad. Good people helped me get used to shootings and prepare for a role, and bad people taught me to be stronger and not to pay attention to the negative. And for the years of my acting career, I have worked with so many people that are my idols.”
“Ah, have you unsuccessfully been trying to get a starring role and not been able to take the fact that you can do nothing since you were fourteen?” Raquelle concludes. “Sorry.”
“Yeah, I have only one starring role so far – the role of Mason in ‘American Love Affair.’ But I am sure I would have very many roles.”
“I doubt.”
“I still remember the time I was acting in that movie,” Terrence confesses with a slight smile. “It seems like I acted in ‘American Love Affair’ like yesterday. Because all the memories of the shootings are still alive. I remember every single moment… Shootings, the premier, for which I had to travel around the whole world…”
“I am glad for you.”
“I love this character and am grateful for such an amazing chance to act in that movie and get famous around the world. And I actually think even if your first work ever is horrible and makes you ashamed, you should not forget it.”
“Wonderful then!”
“I have one little dream: to play a negative character. Who everyone would hate to the bone.”
“I already hate. Not your character, but you personally.”
“So, don’t you want to have peace with me, at least for our together work?”
“Have you ever apologized to me for what you did the last time?”
“Why do I apologize for what you liked?”
“No girl would like to be kissed and hugged against her wish.”
“You wanted it,” Terrence smiles slyly.
“I wanted to strangle you.”
“But you did not strangle. And you didn’t resist when I caressed you a little. Caressed your cheek… Kissed you in the area behind your ear…”
Terrence gently touches Raquelle’s hand placed on the table and caresses it a little.
“Get your hands off me,” Raquelle moves Terrence's hands off sharply.
“Don’t relax, beautiful,” Terrence pronounces confidently. “We’re going to have very much body contact. We will have to touch each other very much.”
“Sadly.”
“You will love it. I promise.”
“You will be very lucky if I don’t scratch your kind of gorgeous face during the shooting.”
“If you want to get a good result, you will have to turn off the bad girl mode and become sweet and obedient.”
“Undoubtedly, I always do my work brilliantly. Just like always.”
“Me too.”
“And I will not be silent if you, donkey, try to disrupt the shooting and go too far before the eyes of people.”
“I can say the same about you,” Terrence says confidently with a sly smile. “If you show off and act like a non-educated bitch, you will have to regret much.”
“Everything depends on you, MacClife.”
“Do not provoke me, and everything will be fine.”
“Everything will be brilliant.”
“We will see it.”
Terrence raises his head proudly with a sly smile, while Raquelle looks at him gloomily. Silence settles in the air for a few seconds, during which they silently look at each other. And then their managers, John and Serena, come to the table, at which the man and the girl are sitting. By the way, the two found a common language and get on very well. Unlike their wards.
“M-m-m, see what’s happening here,” John smiles mysteriously.
“As we understand, you got on well and managed to become friends,” Serena assumes.
“If only we did…” Raquelle throws gloomily.
“That’s very good! To get a good result, you should get on well with each other and be able to agree.”
“It’s going to be very hard,” Terrence replies thoughtfully. “But I shall do my best to complete my work brilliantly.”
“By the way, about your work!” John exclaims. “The photoshoot starts in five minutes. So, you should come back to the studio right now and wait for the photograph’s signs.”
“Yes, yes, eat everything quickly and go,” Serena orders. “Everybody is waiting for you.”
“I am ready,” Raquelle says confidently. “I ate a little, and it’s enough.”
Raquelle quickly wipes her mouth with a handkerchief and gets up from the table, while Serena looks at her from head to feet.
“By the way, Raquelle, you look awesome,” Serena notices with a wide smile.
“Thanks a lot,” Raquelle pronounces amicably. “I had had to try on many clothes before they found something good for me.”
“Stylists have an incredible taste.”
“Yeah, they know how to express a person’s beauty.”
“How could such a beautiful girl believe she was ugly?”
“But that’s the truth.”
“Raquelle…”
“Believe me, I wasn’t beautiful in childhood. But I started to change in my teenage years. And thanks to you, I got a wonderful chance to earn money that I always lacked, to become more confident, and to learn to see just something good about me.”
“But as you can see, now you are a star. A confident beauty that has conquered the hearts of so many men.”
“Yeah, I don’t suffer from a lack of men’s attention.” Raquelle smiles mysteriously. “Besides, I’m getting attention from very handsome and educated men. Who I really like to talk with.”
“I understand, sweetie, I get it,” Serena nods.
Raquelle says nothing and moves her eyes down, while Terrence, who got up from the table, gets quite tense again, tightly clenching his hand into fists.
“Alright, people, let’s talk somehow later,” John says confidently. “They are waiting for us on the set.”
“Yeah, let’s go now,” Terrence agrees.
Raquelle, Serena, John, and Terrence turn around and leave the buffet quickly enough, where there are still many people. They end up in one of the long walls and have to walk down it. On the way, the young girl and the young man start to quietly talk to their managers and show their outrage about the fact that they would have to work together.
“Someday, I will strangle that non-educated bitch,” Terrence confesses in a whisper.
“Hold yourself down,” John insists. “If you don’t want to fight with her again.”
“I do everything to get on well with her, but she keeps pretending to be an inaccessible princess.”
“Patience, Terrence, patience. Remember that you should work with her very well.”
“It’s gonna be hard.”
“Just do everything the photograph would tell you, and nothing bad would happen.”
“Something will surely happen because of that lady.”
“Quiet, MacClife, quiet.”
“It’s easy for you to say it! Cameron doesn’t definitely want to live with me in peace and love.”
“You don’t react. Someday, she will realize it’s worthless to tell you something and change her behavior.”
Terrence says nothing and quietly growls, while Raquelle and Serena are going ahead and talking about him.
“Ar-r-r, how much that insolent donkey gets me irritated,” Raquelle pronounces irritably.
“Quiet, Raquelle, it’s alright,” Serena replies softly. “Control your emotions.”
“Couldn’t they find someone else as a partner of mine? Someone to be more educated!”
“Terrence talked to you gently enough. So, you should answer him back and be as sweet and friendly as he is.”
“Never! Just looking at his face already makes me mad.”
“Do you understand we don’t need scandals during the photoshoot?”
“Of course, I do.”
“So, you will have to put yourself together and do your work very well.”
“It’s going to be hard to work with that man.”
“It will be easy if you stop pretending to be the Snow Queen and do everything the photograph tells you.”
“Have I betrayed you?”
“Nope, but this time, I don’t especially want it.”
“Don’t worry, Serena, it’s going to be alright. I am not going to disrupt the shooting on purpose.”
“I hope.”
Terrence, Raquelle, John, and Serena keep going down long halls and getting upstairs to the floor they need to start the shooting, for which everything is ready. While Cameron and MacClife are silently praying that everything is over as soon as possible, their managers are worried something might go wrong and be over not in the way they want.
***
Some time later, Raquelle, John, Terrence, and Serena finally come back to the photo studio, where everything is ready for the beginning of the shooting. They see everybody is busy with their business. Someone checks the equipment for the last time, someone gets some food and drink, and someone checks if the studio lamps are set well because they perfectly should light up those they are going to get photographed.
“Stop, stop!” someone from the crew exclaims. “Change the direction of the light! On the left! On the left, I said, not the right! Yes, that’s much better! Much better!”
“Move that camera!” the second member of the crew team, pointing at one of the cameras.
“Watch out!” the person throws loudly, seeing someone almost let an expensive tripod for a camera fall. “Why are you so handless? Hold it tight!”
“Come on, come on, faster!” someone else jabs.
That’s what Terrence, Raquelle, Serena, and John hear when they come here and look around, seeing how hard the whole crew is working to get perfect photos.
“We’ve come in time!” John notices cheerfully.
“Right,” Serena agrees.
“Wow, we’re going to work with the photograph I know!” Raquelle notices with a slight smile, glancing where she sees a familiar man with short brown hair and a dark beard.
“Is there someone else you do not know?” Terrence blunts with his arms crossed over his chest.
Raquelle says nothing and just hums quietly, moving a short, disapproving look to Terrence. And a few seconds later, the photograph, whom she noticed among so many people working on the shooting comes to her.
“Raquelle, what meeting!” the man exclaims with a wide smile.
“Andre!” Raquelle pronounces happily. “It’s been so long!”
“We haven’t met for ages, my queen of glossy magazines.”
The man named Andre and Raquelle take each other in a tight hug and share an amicable kiss on the cheek.
“I’m so happy I’m going to work with you again,” Andre confesses.
“You’re one of those I’ve always really loved working with,” Raquelle pronounces.
“And you are my favorite model I have ever worked with.”
Andre takes Raquelle’s hand and gently kisses it, while she smiles truly and widely, moving her eyes down for a second. It’s happening before the eyes of Terrence, who gets every single muscle of his body tense again and tightly clenches his hands into fists, breathing heavily enough and already hating this man, who the girl is smiling so truly at. The one, with whom she is acting a little playfully.
“Listen, you are very beautiful!” Andre notices confidently, looking at Raquelle from head to feet and still holding her hand. “Today, you are more gorgeous than the last time when you and I worked together.”
“Thanks, my dear,” Raquelle thanks shyly, fixing her hair with a gracious gesture of her hand. “I am also delighted by the looks I’m gonna have today.”
“To me, it’s going to be an honor to work with such a stunning and incredibly talented girl that could easily conquer anyone with her beauty.”
“Thanks… It’s very nice to hear it.”
“As I understand, you are working here not alone.”
Andre moves his eyes to Terrence, who has to do his best to hold himself down.
“Is this your partner?” Andre asks.
“Sadly, yes,” Raquelle shrugs.
“Let me introduce Terrence MacClife to you,” John introduces confidently. “The partner of Ms. Cameron for today’s photoshoot.”
“Nice to meet you, Mr. MacClife,” Andre pronounces amicably and shakes Terrence by the hand. “And I am Andre. Andre Lockwood.”
“Same,” Terrence pronounces coldly through his teeth, holding his hatred down. “Mr. Lockwood…”
“I got an offer to work on this photoshoot as a photographer. I will be photographing you and Raquelle.”
“I got it.”
“Is everything ready?” Raquelle specifies.
“Yes, only a few little things to do. But you two can get ready now.”
“I am ready. I can start right now.”
“Me too,” Terrence pronounces in a low voice.
“So, wonderful!” Andre exclaims with a wide smile. “We will start now!”
“Alright, we will go aside not to bother you,” Serena says confidently.
“Yeah, watch our wards from afar,” John agrees.
“Good luck, my sweetie,” Serena softly caresses Raquelle’s shoulder. “Show everything you can.”
“Don’t betray, Terrence,” John says with his head proudly raised, slightly clapping Terrence on the shoulder.
“Good luck to you, Mr. MacClife.”
“Don’t betray, Ms. Cameron.”
“Thanks,” Terrence and Raquelle pronounce at the same time.
After sharing a slight smile, Serena and John go aside together and start to talk about something interesting on the way.
“No, no, it’s wrong!” Andre exclaims, seeing the studio lamps are set up wrongly by someone from the crew. “You set up the light wrongly! You should do it differently! Differently!”
Andre comes quickly to those people to control everything personally and make sure everything is alright, Raquelle watches him for a few seconds with a slight smile, while Terrence not being too happy looks at her with his arms crossed over his chest.
“You are flirting with every single man that tells you a compliment,” Terrence throws gloomily. “Every single man that smiles at you.”
“Do you really care?” Raquelle asks quietly, crossing her arms over her chest. “I am a single girl and have a right to flirt with any man.”
“I am sick of the way you cutely smile at all those men.”
“Listen, MacClife, just because I didn’t appreciate your gorgeous face, didn’t tell you compliments, and didn’t suggest you fuck me in the first minutes after meeting each other doesn’t mean you should get so mad.”
“You’re sweet and flirting with them, but you are behaving like a non-educated cad towards me.”
“Just answering you back.”
“Want to start a war against me?”
“I actually want to have nothing with you.”
“Do not wait! Until you incline your head for me and spend a night with me, I will not calm down.”
“When you find another victim, you will instantly forget me. There are so many girls around! Seduce anyone! Anyone would agree to fuck you.”
“My main goal is you. And be sure, I will get what I want.”
“Instead of working your tongue, you better focus on the photoshoot. On how to make your work brilliantly.”
“So, cutie, can’t you wait to learn from the professional?”
“Yeah? Actually, I am a model here. Worldwide famous. Professional. But you are a pathetic actor, who cannot accept the fact that his career is over.”
“Yes, you are good at that, but you still have something to learn.”
“Ugh, here’s the teacher!” Raquelle simpers evilly.
“Trust me, my baby, I can do much,” Terrence says with his head proudly raised. “I mean, I can do everything.”
“I am not your baby!”
“Don’t worry, Cameron, now Terrence MacClife will teach you everything. Everything…”
With these words, Terrence tucks a strand of Raquelle’s hair behind her ear and runs the back of his hand over her cheek before she sharply steps back.
“Get your hands off me!” Raquelle demands coldly.
“If you’re so sexy now, I’m afraid to imagine how gorgeous you would be in other looks,” Terrence says confidently. “I don’t doubt they picked up incredible looks for you.”
“No matter what you wear, you will always be an insolent, non-educated idiot.”
“You will ask for trouble, cutie. You will make me give a fuck about everything and kiss you. Caress your mouth with my tongue. M-m-m…” Terrence smiles slyly. “I promise you will love it. Everyone says I am incredible at caresses and kisses. And it’s the truth.”
“Don’t try,” Raquelle throws gloomily. “Or you will regret it much.”
“I’m sure you will realize your previous kisses were terrible after you kiss me. Because nobody gives better kisses than me.”
“I said, don’t dare.”
“Or have you never kissed anyone? Huh?”
“Get off!”
“A girl must not be so rude. I am sure your parents wanted to see you as a shy, sweet, and educated girl.”
“Ar-r-r-r, how much you irritate me!” Raquelle growls irritably. “How much I hate you!”
“You know, your rudeness also wakes up a greater hate for you inside me. A stronger passion. A stronger wish to get obsessed with your gorgeous body.”
Terrence runs his fingertip over Raquelle’s naked shoulders, while she is hiding that it’s very nice for her to feel every single touch of the man.
“I hate you…” Raquelle hisses through her teeth.
Terrence says nothing and just chuckles quietly. And a few seconds, the photographer, Andre, finally comes to him and Raquelle after finally solving all the problems, being ready to start the shooting.
“So, all the problems are solved!” Andre says confidently. “We can start the shooting.”
“Oh, finally!” Raquelle smiles widely.
“First, I will be photographing you by one. Full height and waist-high.”
“Great!”
“So? Who is going to be first? What about you, Mr. MacClife?”
“With pleasure,” Terrence agrees with his head proudly raised. “May everyone admire the real masterpiece.”
Andre nods and goes to the photo background fixed with stands, while Terrence turns on Raquelle with his head proudly raised.
“So what, cutie, stand aside for a while,” Terrence says confidently. “And see how you should pose.”
“Go to the fuck, scumbag,” Raquelle throws gloomily.
Terrence just chuckles quietly and confidently follows Andre, while Raquelle goes aside, crosses her arms over the chest, and starts watching what’s happening without emotions on her face. The man stands with his back turned on the photo background and with his face turned on the photograph, who is getting the expensive camera ready to take photos.
At some moment, some girls from the stylist team come to Terrence to fix his hair and put on some powder on his face not to let it look oily. The man does not miss a chance to flirt with the young girls a little, who instantly succumbs to his charms, smiling widely and getting a little blush after what he tells them. Besides, he definitely knows one of them because he amicably kisses her on the cheek at some moment.
Raquelle sees all of this well and starts to realize how much her body gets tense, breathing heavily enough and even getting a little red from the anger she is obsessed with, while Terrence decides to make her mad on purpose and lets himself flirt with the girls.
“Idiot…” Raquelle says under her nose. “So, he can flirt with girls, but when I flirt with men, he gets excited and says I don’t have a right to do it.”
Raquelle simpers quietly.
“It’s disgusting!” Raquelle resents. “Just disgusting!”
Some time later, the stylists finally clean Terrence up, and he lets everybody know he is ready to start the shooting and show everything he can do.
“Great, everything is ready!” Andre says, holding an expensive professional camera in his hands. “Are you ready, Mr. MacClife?”
“Ready!” Terrence nods confidently.
“So, I am starting to shoot!”
From this moment on, Andre starts taking photos of Terrence from all sides, while the man sometimes changes his poses and confidently looks into the camera, which makes bright flashes every few seconds.
“Good,” Andre pronounces. “Good… Very good…”
Even if Terrence is an actor, he feels comfortable enough when working as a model. His poses are relaxed and quite various, his eyes are confident and piercing, and his head is raised up.
“Yes, yes, good…” Andre pronounces confidently, still taking photos. “Alright… Your shoulders are a little tense. Relax them…”
Terrence looks serious enough in most of the photos, but he smiles widely at the plea of the photographer, Andre, in some of them, showing his perfectly straight, white teeth. Showing his smile that instantly conquers the hearts of all the girls that are on the set and watching what’s happening. All the girls except one. Except for Raquelle, who is watching him, frowning strongly and keeping her arms crossed over her chest.
“He is incredible!” one of the young stylists pronounces with admiration.
“Gosh, what a man!” another girl exclaims.
“A-a-a, I already feel bad…”
“It seems like it’s getting very hot in the room.”
“You just look at that handsome guy,” the third says confidently. “Is he really Apollo?”
“Such a sexy and stunning man just can’t be real,” the girl from the stylist team says confidently.
“He is really fictional!”
“That’s right!”
“My gosh, you just look how he is playing with his hair.”
“And how he is pulling his jacket…”
“How he is smiling… His smile is stunning!”
“And how gorgeous his body is… M-m-m… I do wanna take his clothes off and find out what’s hidden underneath this suit.”
“What only the luckiest girl is gonna get,” one of the stylists says confidently.
Any look and any pose of Terrence makes all the ladies in the room admire and makes their hearts stop for a moment. Raquelle is the only one to stand aside with a gloomy face and wonder what those girls found about the man and literally lose their minds because of him.
“Good, Mr. MacClife, keep doing the same,” Andre says confidently. “Change poses. Be confident.”
Andre does not stand in the same place and moves very much to find an excellent view, from which he would take excellent photos. All this time, a young guy is standing not far with a fan in his hands pointed at Terrence for the wind to blow his luxury hair beautifully, and sometimes moves from one side to another by the plea of the photograph.
“He is doing this well!” Serena notices with a slight smile. “Terrence is incredible.”
“Yeah, Terrence is amazing,” John agrees confidently. “He is not a model, but he has always posed for photos and found good views.”
“I think he would even look good somewhere on a runway.”
“Agree. If he got an offer like this, we would discuss it.”
Terrence gets much pleasure from posing for the camera and tries to show everything he can do, aiming to prove that his words about him being irresistible are not just words. And everybody sees it clearly. There is only one girl, who is not going to give him just one compliment at least in her mind.
“Seriously, is that what he praises so hard?” Raquelle wonders and simpers evilly. “Does he think he can pose like a real model? Ha, I would do it hundreds of times better than that rooster! The one, who can teach someone, is just me. I know my business much better, and I see that he is not doing this well!”
“Excellent, Mr. MacClife, excellent!” John exclaims, not stopping to take photos. “Good! Very good! I like it!”
Andre photographs Terrence in full growth and to the waist for a very long time from all sides, while he shows everything he can do and makes the ladies from the crew delighted.
“A few more photos!” Andre pronounces confidently. “Yeah… Yeah… Great! One more shoot… The last shoot… Yeah!”
Andre stops photographing Terrence.
“The shooting is finished!” Andre says. “Thank you so much, Mr. MacClife.”
Terrence looks at everybody with a wide, happy smile and his head proudly raised to decide to praise him for a good job by cheering for him. He looks at Raquelle, who does not support everybody’s opinion, and just rolls her eyes up. She hurts the man again and wakes up the fire inside him. Which he holds down while being among so many people.
“So what, Raquelle, are you ready to show everything you can do?” Andre asks loudly.
“Always ready,” Raquelle smiles widely.
When Raquelle takes a couple of steps, Terrence comes to her confidently, looking at her with a sly smile on his face.
“You are a bitch…” Terrence pronounces quietly.
“You showed nothing special,” Raquelle smiles innocently. “So, you deserved no praise.”
“Do you think you could do this better?”
“Watch and learn, MacClife. Watch the professional posing.”
Raquelle fixes her hair with a gracious gesture of her hand and, shaking her thighs slightly, comes closer to the photo background with her head proudly raised and stands with her back on it.
“So what, my queen, surprise me with your talent,” Andre says with a wide smile. “I want to photography you from the best views.”
“Don’t worry, Andre, you know that nobody can be compared with me,” Raquelle replies confidently.
At this moment, stylists come to Raquelle to slightly fix her makeup and her hair and make sure her dress fits her well and does not hike up.
“Queen…” Terrence simpers quietly, stepping aside, crossing his arms over his chest, and starting to watch Raquelle. “Oh, yeah… Non-educated bitch! Who was taught nothing by her parents. Who must have her ass kicked enough.”
“It’s good now,” Madison says confidently after she puts some powder on Raquelle’s face with a brush. “No says for makeup.”
“Your hair looks awesome,” Delancey adds when she slightly curls Raquelle’s hair and fixes it with a hairspray. “It’s great.”
A few seconds later, the stylists finish making changes to Raquelle’s look and step aside the model to start posing for Andre, who cannot wait to take photos of the one he just adores.
“So what, are you ready to slay everyone?” Andre asks.
“I am!” Raquelle exclaims with a wide smile.
“C’mon, beauty, show me everything you can do. I am starting to get you photographed.”
Andre starts to take photos of Raquelle, who strikes some poses and confidently looks at the camera. The photograph does not stand in the same place and starts to move much to find the best view.
“Brilliant!” Andre exclaims with a wide smile. “Excellent! Ah, how beautiful you are!”
Raquelle feels more than just confident, doing what she can do so well. What she is really talented at.
“Magnificent, my queen, magnificent!” Andre pronounces with admiration. “Keep doing the same. Excellent! Excellent! That’s what I want. What I need! Wonderful, Raquelle, wonderful!”
A true smile that Raquelle gives Andre during the photoshoot slays almost all the men, who are here. Who cannot move their eyes off the young, charming beauty that looks incredible today in her short golden dress and with her gorgeous dark hair.
“Holy shit, how sexy that hellcat is!” someone from the men notices with a wide smile.
“That dress fits her so well!” the second man exclaims. “How thin and long her legs are!”
“What a slim body!”
“What an attractive décolleté!”
“Ah, I would take her to my bed with great pleasure.”
“I do wanna taste her puffy lips so badly.”
“And caress her gorgeous, naked body…”
“I would give everything to make her mine,” the third man says confidently.
“Damn, you just look how she is playing with her hair!” the man jabs excitedly, watching Raquelle move her hair to the side and look right in the camera with a wide smile.
“And how she’s smiling… I already feel bad… In a good sense…”
“She can seduce anyone by just doing nothing,” the man adds confidently. “Cameron is literally enjoying herself…”
“Agree. I would be happy to undress that cutie and find out what’s hidden underneath that gorgeous dress.”
Meanwhile, Terrence gloomily watches the men, who are talking about Raquelle so much. He gets madder and madder and tenser because the girl gets much more attention than he did.
“Seriously?” Terrence wonders. “Do all of them admire what she is doing? Cameron is doing nothing special! I was posing much better than that sort of professional model! Those idiots already droll over her and watch her like hungry wolves. Ar-r-r… That gal starts to irritate me more and more…”
“Incredible, Raquelle, incredible!” Andre exclaims with a wide smile, still photographing Raquelle from all sides. “You are just a queen of photoshoots! Gorgeous! Yeah! Ah, what a wonderful pose! What a smile! Ah! You are awesome!”
All this time, someone with a fan in their hands walks near Andre and points it at Raquelle to beautifully blow her gorgeous hair. While she confidently poses for the photograph and shows all of her best sides. Everybody in the room is delighted by what she is doing and is sure the beauty is one of the best models of this time for the reason.
“That girl is gorgeous,” John notices with a wide smile.
“That’s why I made her a star,” Serena replies with her head proudly raised. “I knew she would slay everyone and started to promote her with pleasure.”
“You made the right choice, Mrs. Oliverson. Although Terrence worked well, I must confess that Raquelle looks much better.”
“No, Mr. Fallon, you and I made the right choice. The idea of publishing photos of these people in a magazine was just incredible.”
“I think they’ve already got some kind of chemistry. Yes, they are just getting ready to pose together, but even when Terrence and Raquelle were standing together, I understood there was something special about their looks. Some kind of gloss.”
“Yeah, I think so. That chemistry can help them make their together photos just incredible.”
All this time, not only do the members of the crew, Serena, John, and Terrence look at Raquelle, but also Franklyn, the one that drove her here, and Simon, who is watching the young, attractive girl with the same interest.
“Is she really imitable?” Franklyn asks with a sly smile.
“She is imitable…” Simon nods confidently. “That girl looks literally much better than Terrence.”
“But he worked very well, as well.”
“Yeah, but Raquelle looks much more gorgeous.”
“The one to get that incredible girl is going to be very lucky.”
“Yeah… I wonder who is going to the lucky man.”
“Well, not Terrence, for sure…”
Franklyn glances at Terrence watching the girl with his arms crossed over her chest, frowning strongly and looking tense enough.
“Don’t pay attention to him,” Simon advises. “MacClife is just mad that he was not praised the way the queen of runways and photoshoots is now.”
“It seems like they need a little bit before they want to strangle each other,” Franklyn assumes.
“Yeah… I’m afraid to imagine what will happen when they have to pose together.”
“I think they can do this. They will act like professionals and do their work well.”
“Who knows, Franklyn… Who knows…”
Raquelle keeps posing for Andre, who is taking photos of her from all sides and cannot stop telling her the compliments that she really deserves.
“Excellent, Raquelle, keep doing the same,” Andre says confidently. “Imitable! Yeah… Yes, yes, that’s what I need! Unreal! I am delighted! Fabulous! Excellent! Yeah! Excellent!”
Meanwhile, Terrence growls quietly with rolled eyes, still keeping his arms crossed over his chest and breathing heavily enough from the anger he is obsessed with.
“Stop, photograph!” Terrence says under his nose. “Stop praising that bitch. You have told her too many compliments!”
Andre photographs Raquelle for a long time from all the sides in full growth and to the waist, while she is driving the men, who are here and watching her literally with their mouths open widely, crazier and crazier.
“Amazing, let’s take a few more shots!” Andre pronounces confidently. “Yeah… Yeah… Great! One more… Yeah… And now… Last shoot… And… Stop!”
Andre stops photographing Raquelle.
“Thank you, Raquelle, you were incredible,” Andre says confidently.
“Thanks, my friend,” Raquelle thanks. “I was glad to work with you again.”
Raquelle goes aside with her head proudly raised and looks at everybody to cheer for her much louder. And she quickly notices Terrence is the only one not to react to her work and keeps looking at her gloomily with his arms crossed over his chest.
“So what, did you not choke yourself with saliva?” Raquelle asks with a sly smile. “Or did you dirty your clothes?”
“Why did I?” Terrence smirks evilly. “You showed nothing special to surprise me.”
“Did you understand who is better off both of us?”
“I don’t need to understand anything. Just because the photographer told you tons of compliments doesn’t mean you were really so awesome.”
“Do not get excited because he did not give you tons of compliments.”
“You’re starting to make me more irritated, non-educated bitch.”
“Just like you are irritating me. Selfish horndog.”
Terrence just opens his mouth widely with a wish to say something, but then Andre loudly stops him:
“Alright, Raquelle, Mr. MacClife… Now you will be posing for me together.”
“Oh, no…” Raquelle rolls her eyes up. “The worst things are getting started…”
“I believe you should change your clothes.”
“Yeah, right…”
“Go to change your clothes. When you are back, I will start photographing you together.”
Terrence and Raquelle nod slightly, throw a little gloomy, short look at each other, and leave the room at a different time to go to the room of stylists and put on something they prepared for them. All the members of the stylist team follow them to help the models change their clothes and slightly fix their hair.
***
After going some distance down long, wide halls and going down two floors lower, Raquelle and Terrence go on different sides and go to stylists’ rooms to change their looks and put on something they are going to wear. Stylists decide to make changes to the man’s hair and the girl’s hair. Besides, they also change her bright makeup slightly and replace all the accessories she wore before.
To change their looks, stylists do not spend very much time because everything is picked up, and good joint work helps them do everything much faster. A few minutes later, stylists finish working on Terrence’s look, whose luxury hair is brushed in a standing hairstyle with volume. He is still wearing a suit jacket and classic pants, but now his suit is blue, and his slightly unbuttoned shirt is a few tones darker.
The man comes back to the studio a little earlier and gets pleasure from spending time with young girls from the crew that is working on the photoshoot, not missing a chance to flirt with them and thanking them for compliments about a great job. He also gets to talk to his manager, John, and his personal driver, Simon, who easily got a chance to watch two idols of the youth taking photos for the cover of a magazine.
Some time later, Raquelle finally comes into the room and instantly gets the attention of all the people that are here. Now her gorgeous hair is gathered in a magnificent, voluminous hairstyle. Only a few strands of wavy hair fall down beautifully. There is an incredible necklace, which is made from silver, with interesting patterns and big diamonds in the middle on her thin, gracious neck. Silver, massive earrings of an unusual form with hanging stones are put in her ears. And the girl is now wearing a long, gorgeous, slim, tight, bright red dress made of sparkly material without sleeves and with a deep décolleté and an attractive cut on her leg.
All the men get much more delighted when they see the young, dark-haired beauty, who seems very confident and proud, walking in silver sandals with high heels. Even Terrence cannot stay indifferent when seeing Raquelle, whom he sets his surprised look on, slightly opening his mouth. She seems to be much more attractive and sexual in red clothes. He believes she looks very good in clothes of this color and cannot stop looking at the one, the dress of who expresses her gorgeous body very well. Her naked collarbones look very attractive, and thanks to the fact that her hair is up, it’s possible to see her thin, long neck, and a leg shown out of the cut of the dress wakes up a stronger attraction.
“Holy shit, she is a cutie!” someone from the man exclaims with a wide smile.
“Listen, that hellcat is gonna bring someone to a stop of the heart,” the second man says confidently. “If she doesn’t stop being so beautiful.”
“You just look at her!” the third man pronounces with admiration. “Could a girl actually be so sexy?”
“In this dress, she looks much better than the golden one.”
“I agree! She is stunning!”
“Gosh, Raquelle…” Andre pronounces with a wide smile, coming closer to Raquelle and taking her hand. “You are just stunning! Queen! The queen of beauty and grace!”
Some men surround Raquelle from all sides and tell her tons of compliments, which she accepts with pleasure. The girl does not also miss a chance to flirt with some of the men and make Terrence mad, who gets much angrier and understands if she keeps behaving like this, he will do something to make her regret it.
“Is she really irresistible?” Simon asks with a sly smile, coming closer to Terrence and putting his hand on his shoulder.
“Right…” Terrence pronounces thoughtfully. “Irresistible… Irresistible but so headstrong and harmful.”
“You just don’t choke yourself with saliva while staring at her.”
“Me? Staring?”
“You!”
“Come on, Ringer!” Terrence sharply moves his eyes off Raquelle, who is showing her new look to some men with pride. “I am not interested in that gal. She does make me irritated to death. Makes me madder and madder.”
“M-m-m, do you think I am blind and seeing nothing?” Simon smiles mysteriously.
“I do not like her! Do not like!”
“Terrence…”
“I had liked her before we introduced ourselves to each other. Before that bitch claimed she didn’t know me.”
“You know, my dear…” Simon laughs shyly. “I must confess that every time you stand next to each other, the sparks literally fly around you. There is definitely some kind of chemistry between you.”
“Don’t say stupid things.”
“It’s the truth. Anyway, you look very good together. The magazine staff members chose you to take photos for the reason.”
“I would’ve been madly grateful to them if they’d found a different partner for me. A sweeter, quieter, and more educated one.”
“Believe me, she also wants a different partner. A shyer, more decent, and gentler one.”
“Nobody made her agree to participate in the shooting.”
“But you could also refuse.”
“Yeah… I should’ve probably refused to do this.”
Simon and Terrence could keep talking if they did not hear Andre’s loud voice:
“Alright, we are starting the photoshoot now! Mr. MacClife, Raquelle, stand in front of the camera, please.”
“Okay, go,” Simon claps Terrence on the shoulder. “I shall stand aside with Franklyn.”
Simon goes aside quickly, and Terrence exhales sharply and confidently comes to Raquelle, who is standing in front of the photo background with her head proudly raised.
“You are all dressed up…” Terrence throws in a whisper.
“What, don’t you like?” Raquelle asks with a sly smile.
“You could’ve come here naked. No need to be shy! You would’ve made all these men much happier because they’re dreaming about it.”
“It’s strange you didn’t want to make all these girls happy, who are dreaming to tear this suit.”
“It would be much nicer to me if you did this.”
“I doubt that I will see something that will make me interested.”
“If you undressed me slowly and caressed my gorgeous body, you would make sure that it’s worth it.”
“Go to the fuck, idiot,” Raquelle throws gloomily.
“By the way, I can’t be silent about you having just magnificent breasts.”
Terrence moves his eyes to Raquelle’s deep décolleté with a sly smile and looks at her breasts, which seem bigger thanks to special inserts in her dress.
“I really wanna caress, feel up and kiss them tenderly,” Terrence adds in a lower voice.
“Better caress your penis,” Raquelle throws boldly. “You’d get much more pleasure.”
“Let me caress your breasts, while you would caress my penis? You would caress it with your tender fingers… When you get used, you can caress it with your mouth.”
“Find someone else to do this. You’ve got so many fans. Any girl would agree to get down on her knees and do what you’re dreaming about so badly.”
“But I want you to do this.”
“Keep dreaming!”
“Let’s miss the romantic and dates level and lie in bed. I would show you everything I can do. And prove you would not find anyone to be better than me.”
“Shut your mouth before I scratch your nasty face. And put your fantasies in your ass.”
“Moreover, you look very sexy when you're wearing something red. When I saw you in this dress, I got much more excited. I have a stronger wish to get you. A stronger wish to tame this gorgeous cat.”
Terrence runs his fingertips over Raquelle’s naked shoulders and forearms.
“Do I step on your leg with a heel?” Raquelle threatens in a much lower voice. “So, you howl from pain!”
“Better kiss me,” Terrence says with a sly smile. “With a tongue, preferably…”
“Go to the fuck, horndog!”
“And then leave me your number. Me to call you later and agree about a meeting…”
Terrence runs his fingertips over the nape of Raquelle, literally dying from a wish to go further but holding himself down so hard with the pretense of so many people.
“Ar-r-r, Curse you, scumbag…” Raquelle growls quietly, slightly shaking from feeling Terrence’s fingers on her skin. “Every second, my hate is getting stronger and stronger.”
“As well as attraction is getting stronger,” Terrence purrs, caressing the front of Raquelle’s neck with his fingertips while she is breathing heavily.
When Raquelle wants to say something, she is stopped by Andre’s voice:
“So what, folks, we can begin! Did you get your hair and makeup fixed?”
Stylists just wake up, quickly come to Raquelle and Terrence and put their hair in order, and put some powder on their faces to make them look perfect. It all takes some time. And when they fix the girl’s dress and the man’s suit jacket, all the members of the crew go aside.
“So, are you ready?” Andre asks.
“Yes,” Raquelle and Terrence nod confidently.
“Great. I need you to have as much body contact as possible. Show me passion. Do not be shy about being close to each other.”
“It would be much better if we did not actually touch each other,” Raquelle says quietly under her nose.
“Strike any poses you want. The important thing is to have body contact and eye contact. People should see there is no coldness between you.”
“We got it,” Terrence pronounces quietly.
“Good! In this case, I am starting to take photos. Get ready.”
Meanwhile, Terrence confidently puts his hands on Raquelle’s waist and presses her close to himself, while she silently closes her eyes on it, proudly raises her head up, and smiles widely at the camera.
“Let’s go!” Andre exclaims.
From this moment on, Andre starts taking photos of Terrence and Raquelle, controlling the camera, which was set up earlier and is fixed on a tripod, and is photographing the models in full high with a remote control.
“Good, very good…” Andre pronounces confidently. “More confidence… More energy…”
At this moment, two people are pointing fans at Terrence and Raquelle to beautifully blow their hair, not standing in the same place and sometimes going from one side to another.
“Good…” Andre encourages with a slight smile. “So… Get closer to each other, please… Raquelle, press closer to him. Mr. MacClife, you are frowning too much. Relax, please.”
Although it’s not very easy, Raquelle and Terrence do their best to pose for the photograph and try to do everything he tells them. But they look very tense anyway and are not very happy with having to work together.
“Closeness, I need your closeness!” Andre exclaims. “Stop being so distanced.”
Meanwhile, Terrence and Raquelle have already changed their pose: the man stands behind the girl and places his fingers on her waist, while she locks her fingers tightly. The two people look at the camera with their heads proudly up, fighting with tension that does not let them get the result Andre wants to get.
“You are too tense,” Andre says confidently. “Relax. I do not feel the connection between you. No chemistry. It’s not what I want to get from you.”
Meanwhile, Terrence exhales very quietly and places his hands on Raquelle’s arms and forearms, while she puts her hands on her waist and smiles widely, feeling less relaxed than she did when posing alone.
“Raquelle, what’s wrong?” Andre wonders. “You were posing for me so well.”
“Sorry, Andre,” Raquelle apologizes quietly.
“Shake up! Show me everything you can do.”
Andre glances at Terrence.
“You, too, Mr. MacClife!” Andre exclaims. “You showed yourself so well in the beginning, but now you are too tense.”
“I am trying to do,” Terrence pronounces in a low voice.
“Focus!”
The photoshoot goes wrong almost from the first seconds. In all the photos, Raquelle and Terrence look too gloomy and tense. It’s clear they are not happy to work together and are doing this with the bullet bitten. It makes John and Serena really worried about it.
“What are they doing?” Serena wonders. “It’s not actually good!”
“These two worked much better by one,” John notices.
“Raquelle, don’t be so relaxed as if you were forced to do something. Relax.”
“Terrence, don’t touch her as if you’re standing next to a girl for the first time. Grab her by the waist confidently.”
“Oh, my gosh…” Serena puts her hand on her forehead and shakes her head. “It’s going to be a fail.”
“I don’t want this… I don’t want this…”
“I don’t understand, why these two are behaving so distantly?” Franklyn wonders. “Any girl and any man dream of being instead of them!”
“I believe Raquelle is the first girl, who is absolutely indifferent to Terrence,” Delancey assumes.
“Terrence is the first man to be indifferent to Raquelle,” one of the men adds.
“They fought to the hell and are dreaming about finishing it all as soon as possible.”
“No, that’s not good…” Madison shakes her head. “Not good…”
“Gosh, what are you doing?” Andre wonders, being unhappy with what Terrence and Raquelle are doing. “I want to see the chemistry between you! Not coldness and tension!”
Andre shakes his head with disappointment in his eyes, taking photos that are not what he would like to get.
“Stop pretending to be a fucking princess!” Terrence whispers gloomily. “Relax, the fuck!”
“You stop pretending to be a prince with blue blood!” Raquelle demands coldly.
“If you disrupt the job, I shall make you pay for that.”
“I shall strangle you if you do not start to work well.”
“And stop being rude to me!”
Terrence, putting his hand on Raquelle’s cheek, turns her face sharply to him and sets his gaze into her eyes.
“I will not take your rudeness forever!” Terrence says rudely and squeezes Raquelle’s jaw slightly. “You will not be unpunished forever.”
“Go to the fuck, bastard,” Raquelle pronounces in a much lower voice.
“Yeah, that’s something!” Andre exclaims, taking a few much better photos. “You can do this if you really want!”
While Raquelle and Terrence confidently look into each other’s eyes for a few seconds, trying to literally kill their partner with a cold look full of sparks and fire, Andre takes a few good photos in a full high and with the waist-deep. There are also portraits, thanks to which it’s possible to feel some chemistry between these, who hate each other but understand they are obsessed with strong attraction.
“Come on, come on, do not betray!” Andre exclaims. “Show me everything you can do.”
Andre glances at those, who are pointing fans at the ones, who are posing for photos.
“More wind, more!” Andre says confidently. “Don’t sleep! Don’t sleep! Give me the wind!”
The men with fans start to blow Terrence and Raquelle’s faces much better, while the two are unsuccessfully trying to do something the photograph needs. And everybody here, saying softly, is not happy with their job.
“It’s a fail…” one of the girls shakes her head. “Fail… There is no closeness between them. No closeness.”
“Agree,” the man nods confidently. “No comments… As if two adult people made two babies that hate each other pose for a photo.”
“Yeah, that’s the case when you don’t want to, but you have to.”
“Why do they betray us like this?” Serena wonders.
“Put yourself the fuck together!” John demands loudly, “Why are you working so badly?”
“Stop being so distant. Do what the photograph is telling you.”
Terrence and Raquelle also start to get mad and nervous because they cannot do anything, and their partner does not want to fix the situation. They are ready to strangle each other with their own hands for doing their work terribly.
“How long are you going to make me nervous?” Terrence hisses through his teeth.
“As long as you are,” Raquelle throws rudely.
“If you don’t start to work well right now, I shall make you regret it.”
“I will strangle you.”
“If you keep showing off, I swear I will start feeling your boobs up right before the eyes of everybody here.”
“Don’t dare! Or you will regret it!”
“You’re asking for this!”
“I will kill you if you keep getting me irritated.”
“So, am I irritating you?”
“Yes, you are!”
“Alright. You will now ask for trouble, bitch.”
Terrence shamelessly places his hands right on Raquelle’s thighs and presses her as close to himself as possible, feeling a little tense in his abdomen when the lady’s buttocks rub his groin slightly. While the girl slightly opens her mouth and throws an indignant look at the man.
“What are you doing, idiot?” Raquelle resents quietly. “Get your hands off me now!”
“If they want us to give passion, we will give it to them,” Terrence says confidently.
“MacClife!”
“I did tell you we would have to touch each other very much.”
Terrence barely touches Raquelle’s ear with his lips.
“But you didn’t believe me,” Terrence adds in a lower voice and touches tenderly the area behind Raquelle’s ear with the tip of his tongue. “You thought I was playing with you.”
“Fucking horndog!” Raquelle throws gloomily, feeling how the wave of sweet tension runs over her body.
“By the way, I would not mind if you caressed my chest a little.” Terrence tightly grabs Raquelle by the throat, while the second hand of him is placed on her belly. “If you passed your tender hands over it.”
“I’d better hit you between your legs, so you howl from pain,” Raquelle replies rudely, sucking her stomach in.
“Keep posing, baby, keep posing.” Terrence leaves a short kiss on the area behind Raquelle’s ear. “Stay confident… Do your best for the photograph to call you his queen again. You do love it so much…”
Raquelle says nothing and just growls quietly but then swallows up nervously and raises her head proudly, continuing to pose and closing her eyes on the fact that Terrence confidently runs his hands over her thighs, is not shy about kissing her before the eyes of so many people, and grabs her breasts for two seconds at some moment.
“Mr. MacClife, it’s much better!” Andre pronounces with approval. “Very good! Raquelle, relax, please. Do not be so tense.”
“I can’t be relaxed because I have to work with the shameless scumbag that is feeling your boobs up,” Raquelle says under her nose as she rolls her eyes.
“C’mon, baby, show everything you can do,” Terrence says confidently. “Don’t make everybody think you are worthless.”
“And you work as a model, don’t find the shooting a chance to feel me up again.”
“If I was told, I would also kiss you. And caress your gorgeous breasts much better.”
“Don’t try.”
“I can do this very well. Girls start moaning a few seconds later.”
“Your tricks won't work in my case, bastard!”
“Ar-r-r, how much you, bitch, irritate me!”
“Aw, it’s so mutual…” Raquelle smiles falsely.
“Turn your face on me!”
Terrence turns Raquelle quickly on himself, hugs her tightly by the waist with one arm, and places his hand on her belly, while one hand of the girl is placed on the man’s chest.
“Shiver me, red clothes make me much crazier,” Terrence confesses in a much lower voice. “You’re very sexy when you’re wearing red clothes.”
“So, today was the last day when I put on something red,” Raquelle replies bitingly.
By this moment, Andre literally loses hope of getting more or less good photos of Raquelle and Terrence because at least one of them always seems very tense and behaves like he or she wants to step away as soon as possible.
“Oh, gosh, it seems like it’s worthless…” Andre sighs tiredly. “I can do nothing…”
“There could be a good result only if they used Photoshop,” John assumes, crossing his arms over his chest. “If they were photographed by one and then pasted their photos together.”
“I’m afraid it would happen,” Serena shows anxiety.
“It’s hurting that they are betraying us like this.”
“You are right… I don’t like this… I do not like this…”
Andre tries to take good photos of Terrence and Raquelle for some time, but they are sadly terrible due to coldness and a lack of a wish to work together.
“Alright, I see no meaning in getting something out of you,” Andre says tiredly and stops the shooting. “Let’s do something: we will have a little break now, and then I will try to take photos of you again. But if you show me nothing, we will have to end the shooting earlier.”
Raquelle exhales sharply and steps far from Terrence, whom she blames for the failure of the shooting.
“Cad, he messed up everything!” Raquelle says under her nose.
“Bitch, she messed up everything!” Terrence says under his nose with his arms crossed over his chest.
“He will regret it.”
“I will make her regret…”
A few seconds later, Raquelle and Terrence throw a gloomy look at each other with their heads proudly up. And then the girl turns her back sharply on him with a quiet hum and moves some of the strands of hair aside. After quickly looking at what surrounds her, she turns around and decides to leave the studio to stay alone and calm down. But her plans do not come true because the man follows her to seriously talk to the girl somewhere where nobody would see or hear them.
Meanwhile, almost all the members of the crew watch them leaving, and their worried managers, Serena and John, look at each other with anxiety in their souls and slightly shake their heads, seriously worried the photoshoot of their wards might go wrong, and their plans of getting photos of two idols of the youth published might meet a failure.
***
Raquelle quickly goes to the furthest and quietest corner on this floor, walking on her sandals with heels that make quiet sounds every time they contact the tills. At some moment, she stops and exhales sharply, putting her hands on her waist and breathing heavily enough from the anger she is obsessed with. She is obsessed with it because of Terrence, who got her mad again.
He was almost walking after her everywhere and annoying her with talks and also became the reason why the shooting for the magazine might be disrupted. It is very bad for her. She is a model, who has always done her job perfectly. And she never met such terrible partners. When the girl had to work with someone together, she met only good men, who she quickly got on well with.
Terrence is the first man, who managed to make her mad so quickly and easily. The first man, working with whom gives her discomfort. The first man, who is the reason why her work on the photoshoot was not as good as she wanted. If she had known working with him would lead to something like this, she would have preferred refusing to shoot and doing her business, not thinking of that man.
Some time later, Raquelle hears someone’s steps that are getting closer, understands someone is coming here, and decides to find a different place to stay alone. However, Terrence, who followed her, quickly catches the girl and does not let her finally run away from him.
“Bitch!” Terrence cries loudly and resentfully. “You messed the fuck up everything!”
“Did I do?” Raquelle wonders, sharply turning on Terrence and pointing at herself.
“You disrupted the shooting!”
“Come on?”
“If it’s stopped now, it will be your fault.”
“Mine? Maybe, yours?”
“I was doing everything I was told!”
“No, I did everything the photograph wanted! But you messed up everything to the fuck.”
“Did you decide to irritate me?”
“You haven't stopped irritating me!”
“Was it really so hard to do everything you were told?”
“Do not blame me, MacClife! You are guilty of everything! If the photoshoot is over earlier, it will be just your fault!”
“Do not be rude to me, Cameron.”
“I have not even begun yet!”
“Did you do this on purpose? You wanted to make me mad on purpose?”
“No, you wanted to make me mad on purpose! You do know well I cannot stand you and decided to make me much more nervous. Though, I hate when the result of my work is terrible.”
“I am irritated because one pathetic model is pretending to be nobody the fuck knows who!”
“I am also irritated because they could not find me a much better partner.”
“I came to you with peace and tried to talk to you normally,” Terrence recalls rudely. “But you, scumbag, kept pretending to be a proud princess and having your nose up.”
“Who would have said, having your nose up!” Raquelle smirks evilly. “You are used to the fact that everyone dances attendance upon you, and you believe that it will always happen.”
“I am warning you, Cameron, if you do not get better now and work this photoshoot well, you will have to regret it very much. I will be very mad and do something you will never forget. Hear me, never!”
“Do not blame me for that. Actually, you disrupted all of it! Because you’ve never heard of such a good word as professionalism.”
“I did know my business!”
“Oh, really?”
“What kind of professional are you if you could not put your pride in your ass and work on the photoshoot well?”
“What kind of professional are you if you find this work another chance to feel me up?”
“I was doing what I was told!”
“Ah, so, were you told to feel my ass and boobs up? Were you told to lick me with your dirty tongue? Which has been in tons of mouths!”
“I did not feel your ass and boobs up! And I did not lick you! I just hugged you by the waist!”
“And you wanted to kiss me!”
“Just a couple of times, on the area behind your ear!”
“You needed a little bit before getting into my knickers!”
“I would prefer to take it off. So, it’s easy for me to reach for your erogenous zones.”
“It is just a photoshoot. What would happen if we had to act in a movie? Act in a real bed scene! Would you like to fuck me in reality?”
“I wouldn’t miss a chance to tame you and show you everything I can do,” Terrence smiles slyly.
“Me working with you one beautiful day again… Never, not for anything! Even if they offer me a billion dollars! I will not agree to do this anyway!”
“You know, I am also regretting agreeing to work with you and not telling them to find another partner for me.”
“Yeah, the one that would be happy to be felt up by a selfish pervert.”
“You must the fuck be happy you got the attention of a man like me. Terrence MacClife himself gets through himself and is running after you like a doggy.”
“Nobody makes you run after me! You have enough attention from the girls. So, there’s no meaning in working too hard to seduce me.”
“Anyone would die of happiness if she just stood next to me. But you are showing off.”
“Stop pretending to be a king, MacClife,” Raquelle demands coldly. “Who are you to behave like this? Someone to be happy to talk to you!”
“I am an actor!”
“Nobody knows you!”
“If you don’t know me, it doesn’t mean other people do not know, either.”
“But you must be happy you are just standing next to such a famous persona like me, Raquelle Cameron.” Raquelle proudly raises her head up. “I am a celebrity! The celebrity that is loved by everyone. I have millions of fans around the world. Girls take an example from me, and men want to get my heart.”
“It’s alright, your star will fade away soon,” Terrence says confidently.
“No, MacClife, it will not fade away. I was working for many years to get my name famous, and now my name is known to the whole world.”
“I wouldn’t be surprised if you were hiding something. Something that could make everyone hate you. If you have such a disgusting behavior.”
“And I heard about your hysterics from your manager.”
“Someday, there will be a day when your career is ruined to the fuck,” Terrence says confidently. “When you are ashamed of looking into the eyes of your close people and your fans. Who will be terribly disappointed in you.”
“Do not threaten me. You can do nothing to me.”
“If you make me angry, I can do much. One word of mine before you, little star, have to look for another job.”
“Nobody would hear a pathetic actor, who did not get such great fame.”
“We will see it,” Terrence smirks evilly. “Someday, you will be really surprised if you stop getting invited to shootings and fashion shows. But alas, you will be able to do nothing.”
“Do you hope you will make me get down on my knees for you by blackmailing and terrifying me?”
“You would get down on your knees anyway. When someday you agree to become mine and please me as good as possible.”
“Here you go again!” Raquelle growls irritably.
“Be sure, babe, I will not calm down until you’re mine. Until you give me the best sex in my life.”
“If you want to fuck someone so badly, ask someone else. I am not going to make the wishes of a pervert come true. Even if you put a million dollars in my bra.”
“Hey, is that true you are a virgin?” Terrence gets very close to Raquelle with a sly smile and sets his gaze into her eyes. “Huh? Is that true this gorgeous body has never belonged to any man?”
“Get off me right now!” Raquelle demands coldly.
“Wow… Do I really have a wonderful chance to reach the level that nobody would reach?”
“I said, get off!”
When Raquelle tries to push Terrence off herself, putting her hands on his tough chest, he grabs her by the wrists very tightly and presses them to the wall, next to which they are standing.
“M-m-m, your behavior is getting me more excited,” Terrence confesses in a much lower voice, spreading his shoulders. “Making me wish to tame you more and more. I feel like it’s getting hard in my pants…”
“Let me go!” Raquelle demands coldly and sharply pulls her hands to free them. “Let me go, I said!”
“Moreover, you’re wearing such a sexy dress… Red… Which expresses your dignity.”
Terrence leaves a short kiss on a curve of Raquelle’s neck and tenderly runs his lips over the skin on it, while she barely holds a moan down with closed eyes and sticks out her breasts unconsciously.
“I will scream now!” Raquelle threatens.
“It’s alright!” Terrence smiles widely, runs his lips over Raquelle’s collarbones, and leaves a couple of kisses on them. “Scream as much as you want.”
“I am serious, MacClife.”
“What would you say?”
“You are trying to rape me!”
“Am I raping you?”
“You are accosting me against my wish!”
“Against your wish?”
“It is wrong! A man has no right to feel a girl up against her wish!”
“But you like it!”
“That’s what you think! I did not give you my permission to feel my whole body up!”
“Wrong, baby. You did!”
“Let me go right now! Let me go before I make you regret it!”
“Maybe, you like it?” Terrence leaves a few kisses on the front of Raquelle’s neck, getting a quiet, sensual moan from her, which she was trying to hold down until the very end. “Maybe, you are thinking of me to keep doing this.”
“Shiver me if it’s the truth!”
“You think, I know it.”
“I am sick of what you are doing now!” Raquelle says with her head proudly raised. “Sick of your insolent face that someone surely must beat enough!”
“Listen, I just imagined you lying on a bed… Absolutely naked… And tied up… Tightly tied up…”
Terrence slowly runs his lips over Raquelle’s ear and tenderly kisses the area behind it, while the girl just closes her eyes with a feeling of a fast heartbeat, the echo of which knocks on her temples too hard.
“I would kiss and caress everything about your body…” Terrence continues in a much lower voice. “And you would be moaning, bending backward and getting excited…”
“Leave your dirty fantasies with you,” Raquelle grows irritably and sharply pulls her hands pressed to the wall again. “Let me go right now! Get your hands off me!”
“No, babe, you don’t know anything about dirty fantasies. Nothing… But I know everything about sex. And I can teach you everything I can do.”
“My future husband will teach me.”
“Ah, your future husband!”
“I will give myself only to him!”
“All the girls say it. But when they meet me, they forget about their principles. They forget what older people tell them. Who are sure that sex might happen only between husband and wife. It’s a different time now. Many young couples start to have sex before marriage. Before they start living together as husband and wife.”
“Relax, MacClife. You will not become a husband of mine.”
“Maybe, I will.” Terrence leaves a couple of kisses on Raquelle’s cheekbones and runs his lips over her cheek. “Life is a strange thing. You never know what you might lead to in a few years. Where you would end up… With who… Nobody knows their future, which may give us amazing surprises.”
“I will be doing my best to avoid such a pervert like you,” Raquelle says confidently with a heavy breath.
“Could someone really be much better than me?”
“Oh, yeah! My husband is going to be a decent man, who would never do what I would not like.”
“You will feel bored, trust me.”
“How hasn’t someone reported you to the police yet? Hasn’t charged you for raping! I am sure you have hurt at least one girl!”
“I rape nobody. Everything happens with the agreement of two people.”
“Have you ever asked me if I want everything that’s happening now?”
“Well, if you haven’t screamed about me wishing to fuck you against your wish, you don’t have anything against.”
“You will ask for trouble, idiot!”
“You, too!”
Raquelle pulls her hands sharply to get them out of Terrence’s grip, but he presses them much tighter to the wall.
“I am warning you: if you keep fighting, biting, and scratching, I shall kiss you,” Terrence says with a mysterious smile.
“So, MacClife, haven’t you gotten a hit on your balls for ages?” Raquelle smirks evilly. “You want to remember what it is like?”
“I would have done this right on the shooting, but I decided to hold myself down. But I really wanted to tame you before everybody’s eyes. To kiss your sweet lips… Caress your gorgeous neck… Give attention to your magnificent breasts… M-m-m…”
Terrence leaves a few short kisses on Raquelle’s breasts, sometimes looking at her gorgeous, deep décolleté. While the girl herself rolls her eyes with a sensual sigh and fights with a sense of a little dizziness and can barely stand on her feet.
“Oh, fuck, you smell so sexy…” Terrence pronounces in a low voice with a heavy breath. “Fuck… The sexiest smell that I have ever known.”
“Curse you….” Raquelle replies coldly with a much heavier breath, while Terrence’s lips slowly slide over her breasts, collarbones, and neck. “I hate you… I hate you…”
“Damn… I guess I should’ve started to kiss you right there, on the set. Maybe, you would’ve finally relaxed… And stopped pretending to be hard-to-reach…”
Raquelle makes an attempt to hit Terrence with a leg between his legs and run as far as possible. But he foresees it and presses his body very close to the girl, while she is literally killing him with her cold eyes.
“Quiet, quiet, bitch, do not move,” Terrence pronounces quietly. “You will go nowhere.”
“Let me go!” Raquelle demands rudely.
“Do not force me to show rudeness.” Terrence grabs Raquelle tightly by the throat. “Or you will regret it very much.”
“You will have to regret much if you, scumbag, do not leave me ALONE now!” Raquelle throws loudly.
“I will not do!”
“You will regret it! I will tell journalists something that will make you forget about an acting career forever. You will go to work in a shop as a cashier or a loader.”
“If you open your mouth, I will do my best for you to have no opportunity to return to the modeling business.”
“We have a different status in the show business.”
“Wrong, it’s almost the same. I mean, I am much more famous and popular than you.”
“Check out how many followers I have on my accounts on social networks.”
“You check out how many followers I have.”
“Get off me right now if you don’t want to get much more fucking problems.”
“I said, do not move!” Terrence squeezes Raquelle’s throat a little tighter, while it’s getting hard for her to breathe. “Don’t make me irritated, bitch!”
“Fuck you, asshole!”
“Do you like provoking me so badly?” Terrence resents and starts speaking into Raquelle’s lips. “Do you like playing on my nerves? Huh, you like it?”
“It’s disgusting to me to stand next to the fucking horndog that has probably fucked half of the city,” Raquelle replies rudely. “The horndog with dirty fantasies.”
“You want me to be rude, after all? Huh?”
Terrence starts squeezing Raquelle’s breasts tightly and confidently with no shame, still holding her throat tightly, and literally killing her with his cold eyes.
“You want to ask for greater trouble?” Terrence wonders.
“Get off me…” Raquelle demands loudly when Terrence leaves a few more kisses on her breasts. “Get off, I said!”
Raquelle unconsciously makes a quiet moan, understanding how much every single muscle of her body gets tense.
“Do you hear me, idiot? Raquelle resents. “You hear what I say?”
“So, after this, do you want to make me sure you need a shy and decent guy?”
Terrence smirks evilly.
“Ha, you would die of boredom with him!” Terrence exclaims and leaves a long, exciting kiss on the curve of Raquelle’s neck, while she slowly rolls her eyes up. “With me, your life is going to be full of bright emotions and impressions.”
“After meeting you two times, I’m so done with these emotions that I need a rest,” Raquelle hisses through her teeth.
“There can’t be too many bright emotions. You wanna feel them again and again.”
“With anyone, except you.”
“You can have no love for me, but I see that you're getting attracted to me. Your body positively reacts to all my actions.”
Terrence runs a free hand over the curves of Raquelle’s waist and the female thighs, and places it on the girl’s tense buttocks.
“So, you make me wish to miss the romantic stage and do what I really want,” Terrence says. “I want to give you great pleasure.”
When Terrence wants to leave a short kiss on Raquelle’s lips, she sharply turns her face aside, and he eventually kisses her on the cheek.
“I am warning you for the last time: if you, scumbag, do not let me go right now, I will scream at the top of my lungs,” Raquelle threatens, setting her cold gaze into Terrence’s eyes. “And I will claim you are feeling me up and kissing against my wish.”
“Come on!” Terrence smiles slyly.
“I am serious!”
“I do see how serious you are.”
“Do you think I am kidding? If you don’t move your hands off me, you will have to REGRET IT A LOT!”
“Do not scream!”
“I WILL SCREAM! I WILL SCREAM SO LOUDLY THAT YOU…”
Raquelle does not speak her mind because Terrence moves his hand off her throat and tightly closes her mouth with it. That’s why she can only moan loudly.
“Shut up, bitch!” Terrence throws rudely. “SHUT UP!”
Raquelle starts to hit Terrence painfully in the arms with a loud moan so he leaves her alone.
“Quiet, QUIET, I SAID!” Terrence exclaims with his head proudly raised. “CALM DOWN NOW! Do not make me much more nervous!”
However, Raquelle keeps trying to get out of Terrence’s grip and move his hand off her mouth.
“Ar-r-r, headstrong bitch!” Terrence growls irritably. “Headstrong, non-educated BITCH!”
Terrence sharply bends Raquelle on the side and, still keeping her mouth tightly closed, generously covers a curve of the female neck with kisses or runs his lips over it. That’s why the girl starts to breathe heavily enough and quietly moans with closed eyes, a feeling of dizziness, and the fact that her legs barely can hold her.
“Ah, Cameron…” Terrence pronounces with enjoyment and starts massaging Raquelle’s breasts with a free hand and covering it with short kisses. “You’re driving me crazy… Nobody else has made me as wild as you are… Fuck… How sexy you are!”
Terrence leans Raquelle’s head back a little rudely and covers the front of her neck with kisses, while she keeps making his ears happy with her moans, hiding which is already impossible.
“I see you like it, too…” Terrence smiles widely and slyly, breathing in the smell of the skin on Raquelle’s neck that drives him crazy. “You’re shaking so much… And how you’re moaning… M-m-m…”
Terrence runs his fingertips over a curve of Raquelle’s neck and puts them to the one, feeling her strong, frequent heartbeat at once.
“Ah, how strong your heart is beating…” Terrence pronounces thoughtfully. “M-m-m…”
Terrence bends Raquelle’s head on the other side and generously covers it with tender but harsh kisses, keeping her mouth tightly closed and tightly squeezing her breast with a free hand. While she quietly moans with rolled eyes, not being able to resist what’s way stronger than her.
“It’s okay, baby…” Terrence pronounces in a low voice. “It’s okay…”
Terrence runs his hands over the curves of Raquelle’s waist, caressing her ears with his lips and kissing the area behind them. All this time, she feels like she is drunk and barely understands what’s happening, but when the man steps back from her a little to catch a breath, she wakes up and realizes everything that just happened. Not thinking much, the girl gives MacClife a strong slap in the face, after which he instantly grabs his cheek, which starts burning.
“Stinker!” Raquelle resents loudly. “Stinker! How you dared to do this!”
“What’s wrong?” Terrence wonders dramatically.
“Do you accost all the girls like this? Or am I special?”
“I’m giving you pleasure!”
“Do I look like you every single man can feel me up?”
“You look like you want me to bring you to the peak of pleasure.”
“Oh, no, MacClife, it’s not going to work with me! I swear you will regret what you did much. I will not forget it! Hear me, I will not forget it!”
“What will you do to me?”
“You will know when you stop getting attention from all the girls, who are ready to get down on their knees at their wish and suck your fucking penis!”
Raquelle pushes Terrence rudely off her and wants to leave this place. But the heated man is not going to let her go so easily. He tightly grabs the girl under her arm, sharply presses her against the wall, and gets her involved in a continuous kiss on the lips without warning, holding the nape of her neck with one hand and putting another hand on her cheek. The girl resists very hard for the first few seconds and strongly beats him on his arms and chest, but emotions quickly get obsessed with her, and she gives in to him again, at some moment starting to moan quietly from everything he is doing.
Terrence does not even guess this is the first kiss for Raquelle ever. And she is not going to confirm it, not looking too shy and hesitant. The girl succumbs to the man and lets him control what’s happening, just repeating all of his actions and showing her pleasure with quiet, sensual moans. And he is using the experience he has gained for a bigger part of his life. Thanks to many affairs with girls.
However, what was happening then cannot be compared with what Terrence is feeling now. He never felt such strong feelings. He was never attracted to any girl like this. But just looking at Raquelle already drives him crazy and makes him forget everything in the world. And somewhere at the bottom of his heart, he is terribly glad he is very close to his goal to conquer this attractive beauty, who has been keeping him interested in her thanks to her behavior, which is not typical for all his fans.
Her puffy, light red lips are very soft to the touch. Kissing them is a great pleasure. Terrence stops holding himself down and starts to behave as if Raquelle belongs to him. As if she is his girlfriend or even wife, whom he can kiss and hug at any time he wants. His hands confidently caress her face and slide over her neck, collarbones, breasts, belly, the curves of her waist, her thighs, and buttocks. His mouth caresses the female lips in all ways: pulling, squeezing, biting slightly, and even licking a little. And the girl does not mind it.
Vice versa, Raquelle starts to make much louder, more sensual moans. A frequent heartbeat echoes in her temples, her legs literally get weaker, and it’s getting hard to remember she should breathe. She does not understand how she could give up so easily and let him do all of this. But somewhere in the depths of her heart, the girl must confess that she even likes this. She likes Terrence’s harsh behavior. And all of her provocations are made to wake up a wish to do what he wants. But the girl is not going to say it aloud. She will never confess it.
A few seconds later, Terrence lowers the degree and makes the kiss much quieter, but he keeps driving Raquelle crazy, while she repeats everything he does and sometimes makes sensual moans. At some moment, the man steps back slowly and looks into the eyes of the girl, tenderly caressing her head and breathing heavily, as well. She is trying to come to herself after what just happened and realize that she has just been kissed by the man for the first time. She was kissed and got her body caressed.
“You’ve got very sweet and soft lips, babe,” Terrence says with a wide smile. “And your neck is gorgeous… And your breasts are magnificent… You’re literally my perfection…”
When Terrence wants to kiss Raquelle on the neck again, she, putting her hands on his chest, sharply pushes him off her and gives him a second strong slap in the face on the other cheek. Which he grabs instantly.
“Do not dare to get close to me!” Raquelle demands in a low voice, threatening Terrence with a finger. “Do not dare! If you do something like this again, I swear you will have to regret much.”
“Just don’t dare to say you did not like it,” Terrence says with his head proudly raised.
“Seriously? You kissed me!”
“And what?”
“By force! You kissed me by force!”
“What’s wrong with it? People in love always kiss!”
“But you are not my boyfriend! You are a non-educated, insolent horndog that wants to take me to his bed! Against my wish!”
“I don’t know, I liked it. And I would be happy to do this again.”
“Never! You will never touch me with a finger again!”
“Don’t relax. We haven’t said goodbye to each other yet. We will have to pose for the photoshoot again.”
“I will not participate in this show! Never!”
“You will have no choice.” Terrence puts his hands on his hips. “You will have to bring this case to an end.”
“Who would make me?” Raquelle wonders. “You would do?”
“Don’t you want to make your manager upset? Don’t you want someone to post an article in a magazine about you running away from the shooting at your wish?”
“I don’t care what they will say and write about me,” Raquelle says confidently. “I am ready for anything not to see you again.”
“It’s impossible!”
“Alright, I am done! I am leaving this place right now! I will talk to Serena and say I will not be a part of it.”
“If she lets you leave, don’t forget to give me your phone number.”
“Go to the fuck, scumbag!”
Raquelle sharply pushes Terrence off her and goes aside.
“Do not even dare to try to find me!” Raquelle demands. “I will block your accounts on social networks if I see you trying to contact me.”
“I shall find you anyway!” Terrence says confidently. “You will not hide from me!”
“Leave me alone in a good way if you don’t want to have problems with the police.”
“If you don’t agree to be mine, you will regret it.”
“Do not threaten me! I am not afraid of your threats.”
“You can do nothing to me! Because you have no proofs.”
“If I have to, I will pay any person and ask them to become my witness, who will shower you with the mud and make you ashamed of going outside.”
“I will not also be having a rest!”
“Alright, the talk is over! Goodbye, Mr. MacClife. I hope this is the last meeting between us.”
Raquelle turns around and goes quickly straight down the long, wide hall where nobody has walked the whole time.
“You will regret treating me like this, you hear me,” Terrence throws loudly. “You will regret it! Someday, you will incline your head for me and get down on your knees. Ask for forgiveness for the way you behaved. For giving me slaps in the face. For DISRUPTING THIS FUCKING PHOTOSHOOT!”
However, Raquelle says nothing and keeps going down the hall, stepping on her heels and making sounds after contacting the tills.
“You will ask for trouble, and I will destroy your modeling career,” Terrence threatens loudly. “I shall do my best to deprive you of a chance to keep working! I swear, Cameron, someday, nobody but your fucking family will need you! No-bo-dy!”
Terrence starts to breathe heavily enough from the tension that gets obsessed with him, watching Raquelle, who is hiding somewhere around the corner.
“I will destroy you, Raquelle Cameron…” Terrence says much quieter and calmer. “I swear, from this minute on, I will not let you live quietly. And I shall do my best for you to belong to me. And ONLY ME! I will not drop my goal to get your attention. And I shall find you in any way. Wherever you are… I swear…”
Terrence tightly clenches his hands into fists, being obsessed with anger and not being able to accept the literal loss. He is not going to give up so easily on his wish to seduce Raquelle and make her belong to him. For this goal, the man is ready for anything and does not doubt he will get what he wants early or late and make this inaccessible beauty as nice and obedient as all the girls, who have behaved like this since the beginning.
***
It’s the evening time. The weather is quite cold outside, and there are traffic jams on the roads. Raquelle is now walking in the park with her friend, Natalia, whom she invited somewhere in the city, and telling her what today was like. Although the girl wanted to run away from the photoshoot at her wish not to see Terrence, whom she madly hated, she agreed to stay after a long talk with Serena and, biting the bullet, did everything she should have done.
“I wanted to run away from the photoshoot after MacClife and I fought to the hell,” Raquelle says quietly. “And I told Serena about it. But she persuaded me to keep working.”
“And did you stay?” Natalia asks.
“I did. Biting the bullet, I barely finished that shooting. And then I quickly changed my clothes and literally ran away from there. Talked to the driver, who drove me to the shooting place, and said I would go home on my own. And I eventually went there all alone.”
“Wow…”
“So, that’s what happened today, friend.”
“But did you and Terrence take good photos after the second attempt?”
“Yeah, our work was much better. But that man kept making me terribly irritated. And I couldn’t miss a chance to feel me up from head to feet again.” Raquelle growls irritably. “I did really wanna hit him between his legs. So, he howls like a hungry dog!”
“Yay, friend…” Natalia smiles mysteriously. “What a mess…”
“Yeah…”
“Passions were running high there!” Natalia shakes her head. “It’s much better than any TV show.”
“Yeah, I almost strangled that idiot with my own hands,” Raquelle says gloomily. “He was following me everywhere, trying to pick me up somehow and having senseless scenes of jealousy and dared to feel me up and kiss me insolently.”
“Any girl would die of happiness if she was instead of you and felt up by Terrence MacClife himself.”
“I wish that scumbag was cursed to hell!”
“C’mon!”
“I swear I will never agree to work with him again. Not for any amount of money!”
“And I would agree to work with that pretty boy even for free…” Natalia sighs dreamily.
“Seriously?”
“I would give everything just to touch him. Touch his gorgeous body…”
“You know how unbearable he is!”
“But how handsome he is…”
“I do give a damn about how handsome, sexy and irresistible he is. I am not going to close my eyes to his disgusting character. The fact that he does not have any education and at least a little bit of respect for women.”
“You are guilty of that. If you’d gotten on well with that guy, he would’ve been nice to you, too.”
“No, I don’t want and will not befriend him!”
“C’mon, Raquelle, why are you so mad?” Natalia wonders. “Nothing bad happened!”
“Nothing bad happened?” Raquelle wonders loudly. “You’re serious? That idiot almost disrupted the photoshoot and insolently accosted me! And dared to tell me about all of his dirty fantasies.”
“M-m-m… What are they like?”
“Disgusting!”
“Tell me!”
“That deadbeat imagined me being naked, lying on a bed and tied up!”
“Wow!” Natalia rounds her eyes.
“You imagine! You imagine how that insolent guy behaved!”
“M-m-m… To be naked in front of Terrence MacClife himself…”
“Are you out of your mind?” Raquelle frowns strongly. “Would you really like it?”
“I would like everything that would be done by that hot and sexy man.”
“Gosh, Rochester, you are really crazy! If you like something like THAT!”
“Gosh, you were touched by perfection itself! And you are unhappy with something! You must be happy that handsome guy is running after you.”
“He will no longer do.”
“I’m imagining how gloomily everybody looked at you when you were pretending to be Snow Queen.”
“I don’t care how they looked at me. I don’t care about what those girls, who MacClife tried to seduce right before my eyes, thought of me.”
“M-m-m, as I understand, did you get jealous?”
“What?” Raquelle rounds her eyes. “Are you crazy? What kind of jealousy?”
“Hey, didn’t you actually check his reaction by flirting with other men?”
“I did. That idiot always showed his outrage and almost killed everybody. Especially, the photographer, who couldn’t stop telling me compliments.”
“M-m-m, look, that handsome guy got jealous,” Natalia smiles mysteriously.
“I am not his girlfriend to get me jealous of someone else. He doesn’t have a right to ban me from communicating with men and flirting with them.”
“You know, my darling, as a man is jealous of you, it means it’s a sign of the fact that he isn’t indifferent to you.”
“Oh, my gosh…” Raquelle moans tiredly. “I’ve regretted agreeing to work with that man hundreds of times. Not talking to Serena. I should’ve refused to work or told them to find another partner for me. But no! I, idiot, asked for trouble!”
“But now it’s too late to regret,” Natalia notices. “Photos of you and Terrence are gonna be posted in a magazine very soon.”
“Sadly…”
“A-a-a, I’m imagining how much your fans are gonna be happy when they see you together in a photo.”
“If only someone didn’t make me sign a magazine with a photo of us on the cover.”
“Of course, they will do! Two legends are gonna be on the cover! Two idols of the youth!”
“There is only one idol of the youth – it’s me.”
“You're wrong! Terrence is also quite a famous guy, who uses a chance to work with you as an opportunity to get promoted. He’s got a fan base. A very large one.”
“That man dares to threaten me! He would do his best to ruin my career!”
“Stop, Raquelle, what are you talking about?”
“I am serious, Natalia. MacClife claimed I would regret standing in his way.”
“No, friend, it won’t happen.”
“What if he didn’t lie? What if I wake up in a few days and find out someone wrote terrible things about me? What if MacClife really decides to humiliate me for the whole world?”
“Why would he do?”
“I dunno. But honestly, it’s starting to make me worried.”
“Raquelle…”
“If my career is destroyed, it will be a catastrophe. I will be blaming myself for not refusing to work with that man until the end of my life.”
“Calm down, honey, nobody will destroy your career. Especially, Terrence.”
“Gosh, why did it happen to me?” Raquelle sighs heavily.
“I was working so hard: shooting for magazines and commercials, being a part of fashion shows, traveling around the world, giving interviews… But now everything has turned upside down in my life.”
“Don’t think about it, sweetie,” Natalia advises softly, caressing Raquelle’s shoulder. “It’s gonna be okay.”
“What if it’s not?”
“Stop, Cameron, you found a bad reason to worry!”
“I heard what he screamed at me. And I wouldn’t be surprised if Terrence really made his threats come true.”
“Even if he really said it, he could do this in anger.”
“From anger or not, but I don’t think he would say something like this to the wind.”
“Friend, please, calm down and stop thinking about it,” Natalia says softly. “It’s gonna be okay, I am sure about it!”
“What if it’s not?”
“Nobody’s gonna write anything about you in newspapers, magazines, or on the Internet. And Terrence wouldn't do something to ruin your career.”
“If only people didn’t believe him. Because I might not be able to prove that I was slandered. Even if I told him to stop it all or actually decided to sue him to get moral damage, nothing would be changed.”
“Gosh, Cameron, why did you get so excited?”
“I will not forgive that idiot if my career is destroyed because of him. I will not forgive.”
“Calm down, nothing will happen. He doesn’t need it.”
“That scumbag could surely take revenge on me for hurting him so much.”
“Oh…” Natalia exhales sharply and looks at Raquelle with sadness in her eyes. “Listen, Cameron, let’s better talk about something else. I don’t want you to constantly think about it and make your mood worse. Or you’re gonna get crazy from worrying about what’s not worth it.”
“I can’t stop thinking about it, Natalia,” Raquelle shakes her head with sadness in her eyes. “If that man makes his threats come true, I may lose everything I’ve reached in the past years. I don’t want this. The career means very much to me.”
“It’s gonna be okay.”
“I don’t wanna get ashamed of the whole city. Or the whole world. Because of one person, who was insulted by the fact that I rejected him.”
“You will not be ashamed,” Natalia protests confidently. “Terrence will do nothing to you.”
“I’m starting to worry more and more, friend.”
“I understand you. But you didn’t get so upset when you were criticized in the beginning. You gave a damn about everyone and kept going on with your head proudly raised. Why can’t you do this right now?”
“Because I might lose everything!”
“Gosh, you will lose nothing. Stop making yourself nervous.”
“What if people believe that man more? And everyone might begin to point at me, believing an article from the Internet about how bad I am or something like that.”
“Alright, Raquelle stop thinking about it!” Natalia demands confidently. “Are you gonna be worried for a whole day and repeat that someone would love to humiliate you for the whole world?”
“You understand nothing.”
“I understand everything.” Natalia hugs Raquelle around the shoulders and softly caresses her head to comfort her friend a little. “You’re gonna be worried for one year in advance, but everything will be okay. Terrence won’t hurt you and will no longer bother you.”
“My career is at stake, Natalia,” Raquelle replies quietly. “Besides, I don’t wanna deal with that man. Who is really sick. Who could easily start to chase me.”
“Gosh, if you don’t think of you, think at least of your grandfather. It may be hurtful for him to know you’re worried so much and can’t think of anything else.”
“If you were instead of me, you would say different things…” Raquelle says with sadness in her eyes.
“Yeah, it hurts, I understand. But it’s not a reason to sit and worry!”
“Anyway, I must be ready for the fact that something terrible might happen very soon.”
“Nothing bad will happen, my gosh…” Natalia moans tiredly. “Has someone ever believed those false articles that were posted before? Everyone knows you’re just an angel that came up from heaven and brought kindness and light to people.”
“Are you so sure?”
“Of course, I am sure!”
“I dunno…” Raquelle sighs tiredly.
“Alright, Cameron, stop! Calm down and start to think of something good.”
“How could I stop thinking of the man, who was threatening me and also accosting me insolently?”
“You know, you say he was threatening you, but I don’t believe it happened.”
“So, don’t you believe me?”
“You’re just mad and wanna turn everyone against him.”
“Yes, I am mad. But I am telling the truth.”
“Okay, maybe, he is just mad because you didn’t answer him back. You are rude to him, insulting him, giving him slaps in the face…”
“He deserved it all,” Raquelle pronounces in a low voice.
“Hey, did you actually like today’s photoshoot?”
“I liked the photoshoot. Today, they picked up much more gorgeous clothes than ever.”
“Probably, all the men lost their heads and forgot how to breathe.”
“It’s right. Today, I got literally tons of compliments.”
“And how did Terrence look? Handsome?”
“Natalia!”
“What? I am interested!”
“Nothing special… He was just wearing suits of a few colors.”
“Oh, gosh, a man in a suit…” Natalia smiles widely. “It’s my weakness… I adore when a man is wearing a suit jacket, a shirt, and pants.”
“Okay, maybe, he was attractive, after all. A little bit. But not so attractive to lose the mind because of him.”
“How were you posing for the photoshoot?”
“First, we did it by one and then together.”
“You were probably hugging and pressing close to each other…”
“I was not hugging him. He was placing his hands on my body. He believed it was a wonderful chance to feel my whole body up.”
“I’m imagining how hard it was for him to hold down when such a beauty, who was dressed up, was next to him.”
“Yeah, hard…” Raquelle crosses her arms over her chest. “So hard that the scumbag became really insolent and kissed me, after all.”
“What, what, what, what, what?” Natalia jabs loudly and excitedly. “What did you say?”
“What you heard. MacClife kissed me.”
“Oh, my gosh!” Natalia slightly opens her mouth. “Kissed you? KISSED YOU?”
“Hey, quiet!”
“Oh, wow! You were kissed by Terrence MacClife himself! You gave your first kiss to HIM!”
“You are too excited.”
“Wow… I never thought your first kiss would happen with such a hot and famous man.”
“Sadly, I was kissed by him for the first time.”
“I can’t believe it! Friend… I’m so happy for you!”
“Because I was kissed by the man for the first time, or because I was kissed by that idiot?”
“A little of both!”
“Natalia!”
“Alright, friend…” Natalia takes Raquelle under her arm. “C’mon, tell me everything! Tell me what your first kiss was like.”
“Nothing,” Raquelle pronounces without emotions.
“Don’t lie to me!”
“Gosh, Natalia, why are you so excited? It seems like you were kissed, not me.”
“You were kissed by Apollo himself! By Terrence MacClife himself!”
“And what?” Raquelle shrugs. “This name told me nothing and doesn’t still say anything.”
“Gosh, silly girl, you don’t understand your happiness. You don’t understand what kind of grandiose event happened to you.”
“I don’t understand you. How could you be happy at this moment?”
“But how can you stay SO indifferent?” Natalia wonders.
“Natalia…”
“C’mon, friend, tell me how everything was happening!”
“Nothing special.”
“By the way, people say he kisses very well,” Natalia smiles mysteriously. “I read an interview with an actress, who acted with him somehow. And she said Terrence was the actor, kissing whom was much better than anyone.”
“He may not hope I will say the same about him.”
“Listen, Cameron, you are really lucky! You were kissed by the angel itself…”
“Don’t say stupid things!”
“Gosh, friend, how can you actually stay indifferent?” Natalia wonders. “You literally became the chosen, but you treat it like it’s an everyday thing.”
“So, do you think I should’ve undressed for him and given myself to that pervert? Who openly says about his wish to have sex with me.”
“Any girl is ready to lie in bed with him at her wish! Without persuading!”
“It’s alright! I am a decent girl and would give myself only to the one to become my husband.”
“Yeah, are ya also gonna kiss a man after the wedding?”
“Hey, I was kissed by force!”
“C’mon, not by force!”
“By force! I didn’t want it! That horndog pressed me to the wall after I slapped him in the face again.”
“Hey, did you forget who I am? I am Natalia Rochester. Your close childhood friend. Who you can tell anything.”
“What do you want to hear from me?” Raquelle moans tiredly.
“How your kiss with the king of awesomeness was.”
“Natalia!”
“Tell me what are his lips like? They’re soft? Yeah?”
“Ordinary.”
“Everything is ordinary for you!”
“Friend, what kind of questioning?”
“Tell me the truth, Raquelle,” Natalia insists. “I will not leave you alone until I hear everything about this legendary event.”
“Oh, okay…” Raquelle exhales sharply. “The kiss was good. I felt my frequent heartbeat. I understood that my legs were getting weak. I barely remembered how to breathe.”
“M-m-m, so, did ya like it?” Natalia smiles mysteriously.
“I could say so.”
“A-a-a-a-a, I knew it!”
“I must admit his smell drives me crazy. And he really gives incredible kisses. And… When he’s near me, I feel kind of vulnerable. Weak… Powerless… That’s what makes me panic… I… I don’t know what to do to it. How to behave.”
“Yeah, finally, you’ve admitted it!”
“You can sweet-talk me!”
“And how much did you like it?”
“Quite much,” Raquelle smiles shyly. “So, my first ever kiss was pretty good.”
“A-a-a. I would probably die if that handsome guy kissed me.”
“I doubt you would like his insolent behavior. His dirty sexual fantasies. Because you’re a tender, romantic girl…”
“But I can’t call you the one.”
“I don’t know what I love because I haven’t had relationships yet.”
“But do you know what type of man you want to see next to you?”
“It’s surely not someone like Terrence MacClife.”
“Anyway, he’s got good taste. He definitely chooses beautiful girls and got a crush on the gorgeous one.”
“Natalia!”
“I suggest you do your best for MacClife to lose his head because of you.”
“What?” Raquelle frowns strongly.
“What? As I understand, it’s the green light for you! So, you can work on this!”
“Are you kidding me?”
“Not at all.”
“Remember, Natalia, no matter how gorgeous that man is, no matter how attractive I find him, I will not even dare to think of him and me becoming a couple.”
“Would you miss your unique opportunity so easily?”
“I don’t think dating that horndog is such a unique opportunity.”
“You’re silly!” Natalia exclaims. “When that handsome guy meets another girl, you will regret being so proud and harmful.”
“I have no future with that man. I hope it was the last meeting between us.”
“What if it’s not?”
“If it’s not, I will take my stuff and move to another place. Go anywhere, so that man doesn't find me.”
“Gosh, if any girl was instead of you, she would sell her soul just to be with him. But you’re showing off. You’re probably the only one not to be ready to fall in front of him.”
“I will not do.”
“You’ve got a good chance to get the love.”
“You know well that I ain’t gonna start an affair, even though everyone rushes me.”
“Anyway, you got a real chance to become loved and make Mr. Cameron happy. You know how much your grandfather would be happy if you told him you got a boyfriend.”
“And as it happens to all the men I meet, Grandfather started to marry me to Terrence.” Raquelle exhales sharply. “Even if he knows that I cannot stand that man.”
“He just wants you to start at least going on dates,” Natalia replies. “You don’t even try to do it! So, he’s worried!”
“Believe me, when Grandpa knows what that man did to me, he won’t think it’s such a perfect variant for me.”
“Ar-r-r, just don’t say you wanna think only of your career now,” Natalia says gloomily, rolling her eyes up.
“I do… But I have tons of problems I wanna solve before I fall into the pool of love.”
“C’mon, my darling! Your business and problems can’t be a barrier to relationships.”
“I ain’t obsessed with an idea to immediately find a boyfriend and get married to him.”
“Nobody makes you get married. At least, go on a couple of dates. If you don’t like it, you can reject a man. Just walking in the city or going to a café doesn’t give you any responsibility.”
“No, Natalia, I don’t want to.”
“Listen, Cameron, fate itself gave you such a gorgeous gift, but you do wanna reject THAT treasure! Any girl would die of happiness if she got a chance to meet such an attractive man. Handsome, rich, attractive… Just a walking sex machine!”
“Oh, my gosh…” Raquelle laughs shyly. “You’re unbearable, Blondie.”
“Terrence is actually one of the sexiest men in the world. And two sex symbols would look very good together.”
“I hope that the sexy man left my life as suddenly as he came into the one.”
“Well, if you keep having your nose up, that handsome guy will leave.”
“Wishing him all the best!”
“Gosh, Raquelle, how headstrong you are!”
“But you’re acting like all those girls, who were surrounding him and looking into that horndog’s eyes.”
“If he paid attention to me, I would literally stop sleeping and invite him on a date.”
“Would you give him your number?”
“Huh! I would put a piece of paper with my number in his hand. And I wouldn’t even ask if he needs it. And then I would be impatiently waiting for him to finally call me.”
“What if he didn’t call?”
“He’d have no choice! He would call me anyway!”
“Oh, my gosh…”
“Just wanna say you should be more confident, my sweetie. If you don’t want that man to be stolen by another girl, you can’t sit and blink your eyes.”
“Actually, I wasn’t planning to take him.”
“What?” Natalia wonders loudly. “You are crazy! Because you don’t want that man!”
“God, some time later, I will not remember that I met Terrence MacClife somehow. Of course, if he doesn’t remind me of him and doesn't want to make my reputation worse.”
“You know, Cameron, if I knew that man personally, I would do my best to bring you together,” Natalia says confidently.
“What?”
“I wouldn’t care if he asked about you or not. I would just let him know there is one cool girl that would fit him and tell him all the information about you.”
“You’re crazy, Rochester,” Raquelle laughs shyly. “Just crazy.”
“The crazy girl just wishes you happiness. And kicks your ass not to let your yawl and to make you react in time.”
“I tell you again, I do not need that man for anything.”
“Wrong! Children from him would be very beautiful.”
“If only God didn’t let my children have a father like that selfish rooster.”
“Besides, if you checked Twitter, Facebook, and Instagram, you would see many fans would like to see you and MacClife together.”
“Yeah?”
“Exactly!”
“Never in my life!”
“Imagine what would happen if the issue with photos of you was released. M-m-m…”
“Alright, Natalia, stop talking about it!” Raquelle raises her hand. “I want to hear nothing about dates and an affair with that man.”
“You don’t actually like talking about love. You’re more obsessed with your job. You love it so much that you’re ready to exchange it for dates.”
“Finding a man is not my main goal.”
“Listen, I always run into relationship failures. One rejects me, another dislikes something. But I don’t stop meeting men and going on dates. But I could get disappointed in men and swear not to date men and not to get married.”
“If I’m destined to be with a man, fate will bring me to him,” Raquelle replies confidently. “If God sends me nobody right now, it means He wants me to keep working. And I will be working. I will become the most famous supermodel. And prove to those, who bullied me, that they were deeply wrong.”
“Yeah… If something comes into your mind, it’s impossible to get it out of your head in any way.”
“My job gives me pleasure, and my fans’ compliments give me wings and motivate me to keep doing what I’m doing.”
“I understand, but you can’t give everything to your job.”
“While people admire me and want to see me in action, I will keep doing my work.”
“Even if you find a boyfriend and get married, it will not influence your career. You will be able to keep working on what you’re doing.”
“I know, but I don’t have a wish to do it right now.”
“Sorry. So sorry that there would be nothing between you and that gorgeous man.”
“Natalia!”
“Okay, okay!” Natalia raises her hands up. “Do what you want. I can’t judge you or make you do something against your wish. It’s your life, not mine. I have only to support you.”
“That’s why I love you,” Raquelle smiles shyly. “For always supporting me.”
“You’re my friend. My best friend. I must support you whatever happens to you.”
“I don’t know what I would do without you and your support.”
“Aw, Raquelle…” Natalia smiles widely. “My friend, who is obsessed with her career… I love you, too. Very, very much.”
Raquelle says nothing and just smiles shyly. Natalia hugs her friend around the shoulders, and the girl answers her back. After this, the girls, hugging each other, keep walking in the park in a slow, quiet step, enjoying the time they are spending with such a wonderful person. They try to distract from the talk about Terrence somehow and find something else to discuss.
However, it does not help Raquelle feel better. She is worried about her career and her reputation very much. And she does not exclude the fact that Terrence could make her life much worse. The girl is afraid his threats could really come true. She is afraid that the man might do something that would instantly ruin her career and make people hate her. It would be a tragedy for her. Because she cares about her modeling career too much and does not want to lose everything that she has one fateful day.
Ah, if Raquelle had known she would have to be worried about her reputation, she would have never agreed to work with Terrence MacClife. The man, who made her hate him and feel a strong attraction for him at the same time. And after their first kiss, the girl made much more sure about it, even if she refused to confess that she was by far not indifferent to that man, whom she finds very attractive and sexual.
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