The blinding bright lights of the studio flickered off as the photo-shoot came to an end.
"Good work everyone!" The photographer bellowed, his voice bouncing across the room he stood in and momentarily, he earned a few responses back from his workers.
Heels tapping against the undecorated white floor entered into the professional's ears and automatically brought his attention onto the model who, based on her looks, seemed much younger than him.
He had to confess, she was somewhat attractive in his eyes. The way her brunette locks would sway simultaneously with her hips while she sauntered towards him, the way her extended and curled eyelashes would flutter on every occasion she blinked, it generated his heart to hammer against his chest.
It didn't take much time for him to fathom that her beauty had put him in a daze and he promptly snapped himself out of it before fixing his jade orbs onto the female, a friendly smile adorning his features.
"That was excellent work, Rosella." He straightened out his arm, putting forward his hand to shake as he expressed delight.
Her thin lips stretched as she broadly returned the smile with one of her own, tucking a few strands of her hair behind her pale ear after.
"Your guidance is what brought the best out of me." She let out the tiniest of chuckles and drew back her hand as she praised him.
A hue of crimson dusted his cheeks and she could identify the fact that he was clearly flattered.
It wasn't until a moment later that they exchanged their farewells between them before Rosella faced the opposite way and strode to the exit. Placing her right foot out and onto the ground that was overlaid with many stones, she shuddered as the cold air brushed her hair back.
Her kind demeanour was immediately destroyed as she scowled, snatching the keys to her Porsche from her manager. Now seated inside the expensive car, her pale blue eyes concentrated in front once she slammed her pointed heel against the pedal, the elegant vehicle accelerating through the empty streets and towards a familiar destination.
"Bastards…Adding more work onto my schedule. Couldn't they fucking see I was tired?" She cursed under her breath as irritation appeared on her face.
Rosella halted the car by a traffic light, it flashing the top light to prevent her from going any further and as the young woman waited, she used the possibility to light up a cigarette, inhaling the toxic substance and relaxing her stiff shoulders against the seat.
Occupying herself with music as she concurrently had a drag seemed like a great idea and she messed with the buttons to the stereo system, it beginning to play one of her favourite songs. She hummed along to the tune, her fingers drumming against the steering wheel as she glanced around the road ahead of her, her eyes soon trailing to her left when she noticed movement through the mirror. The colour of her skin drained away as she distinguished a small vehicle charging up to her own.
"Shit," She whispered and slammed her heel onto the pedal, not caring that the green light hadn't shown up yet.
Events like these had always occurred to Rosella on the occasions she would drive home while alone.
"Why can't that crazy fan understand that I don't want to be in a relationship with him?" She hissed under her breath, her eyebrows knitting together due to the rage that clouded her mind.
Coming across a notice that forced her to stop, she pushed the brake pedal and just about bumped the front of the vehicle into the sign.
"Come on, hurry up!" She cried out impatiently as she continuously glanced back, afraid that the crazy fan had caught up with her.
YOU ARE READING
Indenture
Fantasy"Celestia." The voice of a familiar creature reached her human ears. Her gaze trailed up to meet her masters pair and this initiated his anger but she remained emotionless as he began to complain. "What the hell was that just now? I've been training...
