From Virgin To Vixen

chapter nine : the chemistry testing

“Please tell me you are inching closer to Mr Hosea’s office miss Victoria.” Becky whined over the phone.

I nodded my head absentmindedly.

“And with the model?” She asked.

My eyes darted to Lucas who sat next to me, his eyelids shut and a headphone deafening his ears.

I nodded my head once again.

Too tired to utter a word.

“Miss Victoria, please say something.” She urged.

“Oh…yeah. Um.. Im on my way Becky.” I answered. Hitting the acceleration in full speed.

…..

“We are here.” I said, with a halt.

But his silence greeted me.

Of course he probably even blasted his ears with a Billie Eilish song so he’d sleep faster and wouldn't have to deal with me.

I rolled my eyes.

“Hey…”i said, gently tapping his arm,

He had a very silky and hairy olive skin.

His eyes were still tight shut,

So i let my left hand feather against his arm, feeling the fine pattern move like wind against tall grasses.

And then my eyes lifted to his face.

He looked peaceful, and angelic.

His lips, they were as red as roses.

And his jaws arched like an angle.

His styled hair had slightly disheveled across his face, and on impulse,

I felt my hand move to put it in its place.

And then he took in a deep breath,

My breath hitched.

I pulled myself back, realizing how close i was against him.

He’d totally freak out. I thought with a chuckle in my head.

Then his eyes opened, slowly blinking away the blast of sunlight.

“We are here.” I repeated. Stepping out in a heartbeat.

I could see Becky coming out of the entrance with excitement written all over her face.

“Miss Victoria, im so glad you made it.” She welcomed me.

Her eyes searching anxiously by my sides.

and in a second of disappointment, her eyebrows furrowed in panic.

“Wheres he?” She asked horrifically, “the model.” “You know, tall, hot sexy kinda thing…?”

“Well that should be me.” Lucas walked in from out the car, saying.

“Oh, my…” She froze, stuttered.

Her cheeks flustered.

Like a tomato.

Then she clasped her hands together.

“Miss Victoria. He’s perfect.” She grinned from ear to ear saying.

He responded with a curt nod.

“And also, i cant seem to remember but, i feel like i must have seen you somewhere before.” She said, twisting her memories.

I nearly rolled my eyes.

Of course she was doing her mental gymnastics right but the alcohol she had taken that night had wiped the memory away.

“Well shall we?… Mr Hosea’s patience has been stretched like a rubber.” Becky chirped, trying to make light as we all motioned in to the elevator.

“We are heading to his office right?” I asked, watching her input two different floor levels.

“Actually, theres someone i need to speak to on the first floor, id join you shortly.” She said,

I watched the elevator close shut, and in the next second, it beeped open.

And she stepped out,

But the door had hesitated to close shut for a second or two.

I've never imagined being trapped in an elevator, much less with a man who made me walk on egg shells.

But if that ever happened,

It would be the longest hours of my life.

Lucas stood beside me like a freaking mannequin, not uttering any word.

Just hands in his pockets, and face as straight as a straw.

Gosh he was making it difficult for me to breathe.

And when it the elevator beeped “ding,”

I felt like a load lifted from my chest and the door opened wide.

“Victoria.” Mr Hosea’s voice echoed as he walked into the office from an inner room.

He had a large cigar around his mouth as always and his impeccable grey suit complimented his splitters of grey hair.

“You are late.” He said, pointing to the chairs for us to have a seat.

“It was an impromptu….” I opened my mouth to defend myself but Lucas had sharply interrupted.

“We apologize, sir.”

“And, We are ready, when you are.” He said pushing his lip up firmly.

Mr hosea’s eyes darted between the both of us and then he pulled out the cigar from his mouth and dabbed it on a little tray.

“ Thats a sign of positivity.” He acknowledged.

“Well I'm sure you must have briefed him what this contract is about. Miss lurkin.”

“Oh uh. Yes of course. But…totally, like not like completely. I guess?”

If what i had told Lucas briefing, then brief indeed it was.

“Victoria, i take that as a no.” He cleared.

Pointing the obvious like it was his mission.

Then he pulled his chair backward and motioned towards the crystal clear windows.

“So lets say, he isn't willing, what happens, because this, is quite serious business.”

….

My brain ticked for the next best possible answer,

Like magic, my palms began to feel sweaty against the table.

While Mr hosea’s question hung like a thread over my head.

…..

“He is willing.” I said affirmatively.

Instantly, icould feel Lucas's eyes bore holes into my side profile,

Then mr hosea let out a coarse chuckle.

“Anybody can be willing victoria.”

“ Willing to die, willing to adopt a pet, but hell is he willing to stand in nude form for an adult commercial?” Mr Hosea sliced like lightning.

….

“Wait,…, what?” The words left my mouth.

“B-but ..This…wasn't the plan, what do you mean?” I asked blinking.

“Well thats a debate for you and your assistant then.” He said rising up.

I tied my eyes to mr hosea, not once did i drift my attention to Lucas.

I didn't want to see the ghostly expression that must be on his face

“Im afraid I've tried my best Victoria. Unfortunately, something tells me you haven't, and in that case...”

“He will do it.” I uttered once again.

….

Silence stretched across the room.

I kept my head firm and my tone tight.

Lucas hadn't uttered a word either,

Mr hosea’s face then drifted to Lucas's for any objection.

“I take that as a yes, Mr….?” Mr Hosea Continued with his interrogation.

“Well, what can i say?, shes the boss.” Lucas shrugged his shoulders saying.

“ so yes, it is a yes. And the name is Lucas.”he added.

“Very well mr Lucas, i don't see why we cannot begin the chemistry testing,” Mr Hosea clasped his hands saying.

“This way please.”

“And oh don't worry, chemistry testing doesn't have to be a nude scene.” He grinned. For the first time.

I wonder what was so highly amusing.

He led us out of his office through a door that opened into a full blown studio.

“Whoa,” i gasped.

this was my dream.

“Thomas, meet Roselyn, Sarah, Corina and Lucy-Annee” he introduced.

“And they are the very best in the game.”

“Uh, My name is Lucas sir, not thomas.” Lucas corrected.

“Good. Now you have formally done the introductions.Shall we begin?” He said dismissively.

I rolled my eyes.

Weirdo.

“Lucy-Anne, please step forward.” Mr Hosea motioned his index finger saying, and she followed instruction into the spot light.

“I need Dominance thomas. Anything outside of that is wack.Bullshit. And Lucy-Anne. We talked about this already. The theme is ‘damsel in distress.’”

Lucy-Anne had legs that stretched for miles and her long, brown wavy hair accentuated her oval face and brown eyes.

Id give it to her, she was pretty.

I hated to believe my eyes stuck on her like glue,

But then her eyes met mine.

Quickly i shifted my gaze from her, but i still caught the smirk that drew across her lips.

“Yh right.”

Lucas, despite Lucy-Annes long legs, he easily towered over her,

So when his hand wrapped around her neck, and veins pulsating at the back of his palms,

I felt a lump form in my throat.

The smirk on Lucy-Annes face had disappeared now, her cheeks were rosy,

And the corners of her eyes flustered.

Her lips slightly parted, like a submissive, a seductress,

Who somehow was also a damsel in distress.

Lucas's gaze was intense, focused, just like Mr Hosea wanted.

Domineering.

Inches closed between them now as slowly they drew nearer to each other,

And suddenly the room felt hotter than it was.

The tension silencing,

The spotlight was on them, and the darkness enveloped me,

Drowning completely into the background.

And as Lucy-Anne feathered her nose underneath his, she shut her eyes…

And he parted his lips.

……

I needed air.

“Uh,” i cleared my throat, “i need to uh, get becky, my assistant. She should be here,” i said to Mr Hosea who had his eyes peeled and focused only on the models.

“Yh whatever.” I muttered, taking the exit.

The moment the elevator dinged open on the last floor, i felt a relief.

But then,

why was this happening to me?

I leaned against the pillar, a plethora of self disappointment spoon feeding me.

You couldn't even make it a little less obvious victoria?, what are you now?, a jealous teenager?

Just then, Becky stepped out as well, waving off a person.

“Hey, are they done yet?” She asked wondering.

“Oh, no actually. I just needed some air. It was getting pretty hot in there.” I lied.

“But you should be there, they might need assistance, or not. They both seemed quite, ….perfect.” I tucked my hands into my pocket saying.

“Just give me a heads up when everything is done okay.”

“Sure.”

Several Minutes passed after Becky returned, and finally, her call came in again.

“I thought it was never gonna end,” i rolled my eyes saying.

“Actually, we have a very big problem Miss Victoria.”

she said horrifically.

“None of the models passed chemistry testing.”