As a model, it's not just once or twice that I've encountered people obsessed with me and kidnapped me, or my insolent agency suddenly selling me to sponsors to serve them in hotel rooms by force. But remembering all that disgusted me, it didn't occur to me that it would happen again, and with a man like Eli, whom I'm sure many women and men would willingly sleep with him.
"I can read your mind. I'm not your kidnapper or sponsor. Besides, you're not cut out to be a model. Sit down. If you don't want to eat, that's fine, but at least sit down and I'll talk. I'm not used to looking up," Eli said arrogantly, making me glare angrily.
Slightly stunned by his precise words, as if he could truly read my mind, I'll put it all aside and focus on what happened to me last night. Then I'll leave this place immediately and never see this person again.
"So, what happened last night, and who are you? Tell me and let me go," I said, raising my voice.
"..." Eli glanced at me, his gaze mocking.
I ignored him and sat down in the chair across from Eli, facing him. Eli stared at me, making me look back, though my heart trembled with fear at his sharp gaze, which reminded me of the gaze from last night.
"Hmm, like it or not, you'll probably be seeing me for the rest of your life," Eli said with a cold, mocking gaze, but with a hint of irritation and reluctance in his voice.
"What are you saying? Don't tell me you're going to imprison me for the rest of my life?" I said, panicking, immediately banging my fist on the table.
"Who wants to imprison you? This is troublesome for me, but since I made the mistake, I have to handle it properly. My life is now tied to you; you're the only person I need." Eli paused for a moment, then stood up and walked towards me, making me want to get up and walk away.
Eli quickly pressed my shoulders, immobilizing me. His strength was so overwhelming that I couldn't even resist getting up from the chair and away from him. With a sharp gaze and a cold voice, Eli said, "Look at me, don't I look familiar?"
I was immediately shocked by his dark brown eyes, which suddenly turned the same blood red as the ones I saw last night. The eyes of the person who attacked me last night. That person was Eli himself, the person I had only moments ago considered my savior.
"You... who are you?" I said, trembling as I saw those blood-red eyes staring down at me from above.
The large palm holding my shoulder slowly loosened and spread to caress me gently.His cool skin made me shiver even more.
"I didn't mean to, but I didn't expect you to be so sweet that it made me lose control. From now on, you're mine for the rest of your life," Eli said in his husky voice. As he did, his face moved closer to mine, and his hands gripped my hair to direct my head to his will.
"Ouch... aah," I felt the pleasure of the pain in my neck.
His sharp fangs pierced my skin, and I felt as if my energy was being drained. But with that feeling, another strange feeling arose. My stomach fluttered, as if the warmth relaxed my body, and the pleasure made me feel like I was floating. I consciously wrapped my arms around Eli's neck and pulled him closer. His scent was strong, and his broad back made me feel like I had support, making me want to dig my nails into him. A pleasure I'd never felt before prevented me from pushing away this mysterious stranger. The man who had attacked me and deceived me last night.
My eyes closed, enjoying the sharp fangs and soft lips on my neck, but suddenly my consciousness began to fade as if I no longer had the strength to hold my own body so that my hands that were supporting Eli's body immediately fell and I laid my head resignedly on Eli's chest. Eli held my back and his hoarse voice rang in my ears, "You're enjoying it too much so it feels even better, welcome to join us, Orion."
"Orion, let's try a new pose. Unbutton his shirt and show some chest," said the photographer directing my pose. The staff, who heard him, immediately helped me unbutton my white shirt.
"Is this good enough?" I replied, posing with my muscular chest exposed.
"That's right, like this... Okay, the expression, imagine something delicious to make it sexier," the photographer directed me, making me smile slightly awkwardly.
"Something delicious, um," I thought, immediately picturing a handsome man's face, and the strange feeling in my stomach that I'd felt this morning returned. It felt like my blood slowly left my body with Eli's sharp lips and fangs comfortably resting on my neck.
"Good, amazing, so wild... keep it up," the photographer's voice was full of enthusiasm, accompanied by the sound of the camera clicking away.
I gave my all in this shoot to satisfy the photographer. It was rare for me to get a photoshoot with a mid-level photographer like this. Although I used to frequently do photo shoots with top photographers, now, just being a model for a mid-level photographer is already a blessing, and I heard the results of this shoot will be used in a fashion magazine. Of course, my clothes, accessories, and makeup are truly extraordinary and totally. Perhaps my luck will slowly return. Although I'm modeling today as a substitute for another model, this is enough of an opportunity to get back on top.
"Huh, finally done," I said softly as I took off my shirt and prepared to change.
"I didn't think you were actually a model," someone said, startling me.
"Damn," I said, turning around to see Eli standing in front of the closed door.