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Winter
"Please don't touch my hand, unless absolutely required. It makes me uncomfortable"
I wanted to say this so bad, but it just didn't make out in time.
Withdrawing from any awkward conversations, I watched as we reached a white background room.
It was a photoshoot room for sure.
White vinyls held the stage of photoshoot. Aesthetic coloured camera stands stood unused and silent instead of their shutters.
An Editing station, a seating area, changing area, storage and backdrop stands were all around in different corners.
"How does it feel?"
My eyes went to his. Grey eyed eagle was sharp as a blade and blunt as its handle.
Pretty much all in one.
The way his hands grazed mine, and held my body in a frozen stance, was definitely the softer side to a man who could make his assistant flee without a command.
I was scared and okay with him.
Mixed feelings already.
And now being alone with him in a photoshoot zone.
Nervousness creeped into my spine like the day at the ramp walk.
"Numb"
"I gathered. Suit yourself"
He left me standing there and went to take a camera.
Was he going to-
No way.
I stood there, throat parched, from all the two hour work on myself to look formal for my first day, while writing a leave letter for a week to my medical school since I had chicken pox-the most feasible reasoning for this break so I had backup in case majestic man pushed me out due to his mood swings- and walked two rounds in those suffocating heels so I didn't make a fool of myself.
Now, here he was, making me full of himself. The scent, the large shadow and his arrogant features, creating an eerie sense in my head.
"Suit myself-f-f?"
"Yes, get yourself used to it. This is where the major magazine shoots and ramp walks are conducted. You should get out of that shell and explore the real you in here"
The real me?
"I will give you twenty minutes. Suit yourself. Casuals or formals, the wardrobe is there. Wear a random one and be ready. I will be back with the camera and lenses"
WHAT?
No. was this part of a plan to-
"You will do great'
Four words.
The instant confusion broke into butterflies.
His gaze didn't soften though. He just nodded curtly and walked away, out of the door.
My heart stopped for a second.
I thought I got the job.
Was my first day already immersed in work?
Why?
This makes it no different from medical school, I could say.
Jesus.
My life.
I knew I had no time.
Zeus.
The man who had earned a free yelling from me, and my embarrassed presence today must have wanted to give me a good ass warning, not to mess with him. This must be why I was dragged here when Jane perfectly added, that nobody made it to his office first day.
Jane; He definitely has something necessery to say to you..
Me: Like what, Jane?
Jane: I don't know (shivering)
Her words already added a fire alarm on my back, that in case the siren went off, everybody in the office including I had to flee.
"Did you comple-
I stopped short.
He had returned so fast?!
I hadn't moved from there.
His features aligned with mine on a short notice.
"Okay, so your comfortable in this?"
I nodded, not sure how to take it.
"Then go on. I have the camera"
The lights came on in a blink, as the stage came into view.
It was a random white cube that rose from the ground in a decent manner.
My mind raced to a similar incident five years back, and shuddered.
No more of this.
I rushed up the stage and tripped on my heels.
Landing straight on my face, I lay there for a solid thirty seconds before Zeus walked upto me.
A long sigh left his lips.
"Why do you girls wear heels like this?"
He took the two pieces and threw it to the side.
I got up, my cheeks flushed from embarrassment and shook my head, "I thought-t formals-s were a must here"
"Nothing is a must here. Now pose"
I froze.
Pose?
For whom?
"For me"
For him?!
Zeus.
Watching her fidget a bit for ten minutes, to adjust her hair and sleek legs, made me imagine such dirty things in my head. What I could do with her lips in mine, those perfect legs around my head and my lips in her-
Sheesh, get a hold of yourself, Zeus.
The man of self restraint, and self respect.
Nobody dared to travel beside him, much along inside him.
"Ready?"
She nodded like a robot and straightened herself.
Both feet straightened, with a curve of her hips, she lifted her fingers in the air, in a sassy look. Parted lips and glowering eyes.
She looked like a beast.
But the fear enstrangling her, made me sigh.
This was why she had lost to Angelica in the long run.
Though she had been the headlines, Angelica won the ramp walk. Her confidence and fire behind her, shone for itself.
I saw something flicking in Winter, a battle of her own fighting inside.
That was the problem.
Nevertheless, I clicked.
One, two, three.
A photo.
Two more.
She shifted from one leg to another, her face the same neutral blankness but her body burning with the rage. Anger emanated off her, a silent war waged in her head composed with the struggle of her situation.
For a minute, her eyes went to her broken heels and a smirk.
I caught that.
Four, five.
Six, seven and eight.
"Okay, cool! Let's end it"
She stood there, a sigh leaving her, as she pulled her skirt down furthur and made her way down.
I held her gaze till she reached my side.
She didn't say a word.
"Is there anything you would want, Mrs Winter?"
She shook her head but I waited.
"Go on.."
"Can I .....Nothing sir"
She didn't trust me yet.
My curoisty got the better of me, but she didn't want me to know.
So I didn't pull her strings.
"You did okay. We have to improve the expressions and the inner child effect"
Her eyes blinked simultaneously but held the same blankness.
"These photos will be edited and showed to you, before they are showcased as your first achievement. Got it?"
She inclined with a silent bow.
I wanted to ask , but I didn't.
Control yourself Zeus.
"I guess, I will see you lat-
A silent cut of my words. I was so sure I heard it.
And her embarrassed face walked in.
A tiny grumble of her stomach.
She was hungry!
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