Chapter 10 Intimidation
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I entered and saw Lucien and his teams, setting things up while Mr. Bangs' assistant leaning on the wall as they were talking to each other.
"Hi." I said to both of them.
Lucien turned his gaze and met mine, intensely. My heart skipped a beat as I passed him a nervous smile.
They greeted me back and I asked, "Where's Mr. Layne?"
"Oh, he is coming with our model."
I didn’t know what I should do so I looked here and there, contemplating his studio with admiration.
It was gigantic and all kinds of things for a perfect shot were present there.
Too much stuff I had no idea about but it was fascinating to know that photography was much more than I thought.
A whole team of five members with him as its leader.
"Do you like my dream place?" Lucien asked temptingly.
Popping from behind when I was engrossed in contemplation, stopping my breaths.
I gasped and turned and saw his face too close to mine. My heart began to beat fast, his enthralling eyes bore into mine.
"Huh? Y-Yes.. " I replied in a whisper, averting my gaze shyly from his piercing ones.
“That is why it is called Dream,”
“You sound so ambitious, I am honored to see you work,”
“Thanks,”
"We are here for something else and not to drool over your Boss’ brother just like other candidates, Ms. Beth."
And that intense voice which was mocking me enough for me to know that it's Mr. Layne.
Using my words on me.
“I am not, Sir.” I breathed out, taking a step back and turned to him with a stern look.
“I apologize but please do not mix my admiration with something else.”
To my stoic response, he scoffed but Lucien smirked, straightening his back.
“Don’t mind him, Garnet.” He chuckled, waving his hand to shrug this matter off.
My Layne was coming with an elegant lady, her head high in pride, height as tall as him and I instantly recognized her.
She was the supermodel Georgia Armstrong!
She was even more alluring in real life. I just love her, I never thought I would have the honor to meet her. She was also one of Mr. Layne ex but it was none of my business.
I greeted her and felt gratified that I talked to her. I was barely controlling myself from not creating a scene and pissing Mr. Layne off.
"Is she your girlfriend, Lucien?" She asked, smirking at me.
A blush crept upon my cheek. Lucien laughed a little and replied, "I wish."
My heart felt like it would leap out of my chest. I felt slight distress, finding it fretful to be attracted to a person I just met.
Silently, I stood behind Mr. Layne, not replying. It felt strange when I was mentioned by the supermodel.
"She is ‘my’ personal assistant, nothing else. Keep it in your mind, Georgia." Mr. Layne said sternly as both brothers were almost having a competition accompanied by an unreadable expression.
What was going through their minds?
"Let's get to work." Lucien quickly said, avoiding what Mr. Layne enunciated.
I tugged hairs falling on my face, behind my ears and called Mr. Layne. Lucien was setting up things, Mr. Bangs was lost in his calls.
Georgia was getting her makeup done and Mr. Layne was using his phone. When I called him he hummed as I handed him his handkerchief.
"Thanks for yesterday, Sir." I said with a faint smile.
He didn't look up from his phone and took it from my hand, his hand touched mine accidentally.
I pulled my hand back and he took his handkerchief in his pocket unaffected but I shivered when he touched my hand, glancing at his handsome features for a second before going back.
After a while, the photoshoot started, Georgia looked extremely bewitching, the perfect model.
I looked at her awestruck, she was so beautiful that I was amazed why Mr. Layne broke up with such an angel.
Definitely his loss to lose this gem.
While I was lost, I sensed Mr. Layne standing behind me, looking in the same direction as mine. The intensity of his aura elicited an undeniable rush of anticipation.
"The next time when you are done talking, you cut the call. I have no interest in hearing your snores, Ms. Beth."
My eyes widened, my face turned red from embarrassment by his hot breath in my ears.
“What…?” I was snoring?!
My smile vanished, not daring to chain my gaze with his but sensed him smirking at me.
“I-I apologize.”
Stammering, I was about to walk away but he held my arm, restricting my movement, drying my throat when his hand touched my skin.
“Stay here,”
“Sir…?”
My heart rate increased, along with a pant. I looked around, everyone was focused on Georgia and she was lost in her world.
I slowly turned to my head and collided with his extensive one, looking at me with a dire gaze.
"What are you doing? Let me go, Sir." I whispered, convulsing under his tender grip, enhancing my heartbeats.
"Why are you being scared?" He asked, slowly yet in a low tempting voice moving his face dangerously closer.
His hot breath lingered on my face, stirring my mind.
"You had no objections when ‘he’ was that close…" He growled, certainly displeased, tightening his grip.
"Please… I don’t know what you are talking about." I breathed out.
Giving a brief reasoning but a soft inaudible gasp released from my lips when he moved closer, growling at my response.
I could bear the danger dripping from these tempting eyes, stiffening me.
But, gathering my courage, I lifted my orbs to confront him. Immersing me in dread, I waited for him to speak.
“Why him? Can you differentiate us? We are the two sides of a coin, there is no difference so why didn’t you slap him?” He asked outrageously in a whisper.
Barely holding his posture and my fatuous heart was incapable of comprehending the depth of his words.
“He is not you.” I enunciated, losing my breath, scanning around if anyone saw or not but they didn’t.
Invoking a scornful laugh, he turned his head away.
“Nice joke, Garnet.”
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