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Sweet Home 25🏡

Jeon Ari was feeling nervous while sitting in the large waiting room. She was the last one to go for the photo shoot, and before her several girls around her age and some around twenties went in and came out with a happy face.

After finishing her school, she took the subway because she needed to change her school uniform. So she used the public restroom and rushed to this place before her appointment. It was already past six and she had curfew only until seven in the evening.

She wore a simple spaghetti strap floral print mini dress paired with a cardigan. It was light purple which kind of suited her beautiful honey kissed skin. She went with a ponytail by leaving her curtain bangs to cover her forehead little.

Ari loved this outfit, because this was a gift from her parents for her sixteenth birthday. It was her lucky dress and she always wore whenever she had an appointment.

She felt little insecure by how girls here wore a push-up bra to have more cleavage. She looked herself down to her breasts and pouted for wearing a bralette.

"I wish I wore the padded one." Ari mumbled herself and her doe eyes were looking at her watch and she was clutching on to her bag tightly. Oddly the building kind of felt larger and she looked very small in here. This was situated nearby her father's company. It was only 15 minutes away with the walk.

That was the main reason why she didn't tell her parents. She knew that they would come here or be here before her. She wanted to lead a life without getting their parents bothered because of her. She knew how much they love her, and she always protects it with all her heart.

Ari came to reality, when the girl before her came out of the room and rushed to the door without looking anywhere. A frown played over her lips and just when she was about to leave, she heard her name being called.

She turned around and saw a handsome man in his late twenties holding a camera and greeting her with a smile. If she was the old Ari, she would have acted to blush or shy with her friends, but now she was here for a career. So she didn't let his handsome face to bother her.

Jeon Ari carefully went inside the room and she was filled with the cool of air con. She was thankful that she had a cardigan. The room was full of lights focused on the chair that was in the center.

"Please keep your bag here and go and sit on the chair." Jeon Ari nodded and after leaving a heavy sigh, she walked to the chair and sat on it awkwardly.

"Do you have any good sides?"

"Any side is okay with me. All sides are perfect for me." A chuckle left the photographer's lips and he focused his eyes on the camera to capture the beauty glowing in the center.

"So, how do you know this place? Place your one leg front and bent forward with your elbows." Ari gulped by hearing the pose. She know that if she leaned down, her upper breasts would be visible, so clutched on her cardigan and hugged against her body before posing for the photo.

"My friends recommended this place." A hum played over the photographer's lips and he moved to a side to take another shot.

"Can you remove the cardigan? It's blocking the beautiful view." Ari scrunched her face in a disapproving manner, like what did he meant.

"It's too bright to your color which is contradicting to your skin color. So, remove it." Goosebumps raised over Ari's body when she removed the cardigan and placed it on the side. She sat up straight when the photographer walked to her and picked up the cardigan. Before she could protest he already placed it on her bag.

But she was oblivious to notice how, the photographer was sniffing her cardigan.

"I will be taking close up shots now." Jeon Ari nodded and she tried to calm her nerves when the photographer stood closer to her body. She wanted to finish this photo session as soon as possible. She felt bad vibrations from the guy standing before her with a smirk.

Ari flinched when the photographers long fingers held her chin and tilted left and right.

"W-What are you doing?" A smirk played over the stranger's lips and he softly let his thumb to brush over Ari's plump lips.

"What do you think? Admiring the beauty." Ari could feel the inappropriate touches that the photographer was doing to her. She tried to shift her body whenever he touched her skin.

The stranger's fingers softly brushed over her collarbones and when his index finger was about to slide between her chest, Ari held his hands.

She looked at the photographer's eyes with eyes full of anger.

"C-Can you tell me without touching me?"

A dark laugh echoed through out the room, and Ari knew that something was wrong. She flinched when the photographer grabbed her chin making to come closer to his lips. Their lips were barely inches away, and she felt disgusted when his breath was fanning over her face.

"Oh, Sweety pie. There are so many girls out there waiting for this chance. For me to touch them. Do  you know how many women have succeeded after listening to my words? You  can be one in that list too. You are lucky  because many are waiting for this opportunity to sleep with me.

But I didn't like anyone today except you, Ari. You have captivated me with your eyes and your body is calling me to mark you.  Spend the weekend with me. Just you and me all alone, in my pent house. Pleasure me and I will pleasure you with the chance to shine in the model.

What do you say? We can even take nude model pictures. You would be beautiful in those photos. Just say yes, and you will be on the popular magazines."

Jeon Ari could feel her eyes filling with tears, and her nose was flaring with anger. The pale cheeks soon turned red with how furious she was. She clenched her fists and pushed the man away from her who was trying to kiss her.

She walked towards the photographer and leaned down to spit on his face. The stranger groaned and wiped the spit of his face before looking at Ari.

"You filthy shit! You can go and search such women in other places for your pleasure." Ari walked past him furiously but just when she was about to reach for her bag, she found her legs being pulled back.

She yelped in shock and fell on the floor with face down. She groaned when she felt the photographer turning her body and starting to undressing her.

"You want it hard? Fine, I will give you hard, my baby. I always loved girls who are tough in bed." Ari was crying hard when she saw the man above her unbuckling his belt. Her dress skirt was already ridden up high over her belly, exposing her purple panties.

"No, get off!" Ari started to hit hard on the photographer's chest who was straddling her thighs. His filthy hands reached all over her intimate places.

Ari lost her sanity when the photographer ripped her spaghetti  strap, and her bra was visible right now. The room was filled with a loud noise coming from Ari.

She pushed the man off with all her strength making the photographer to stumble on the ground. Ari ran and picked up the chair before hitting him with several times. The photographer was bleeding heavily and was losing his conscience slowly.

Ari totally forgot about her ripped dress, and her bra strap that was loosely hanging over her shoulders. Her collarbone and upper chest was visible but she didn't care. All she wanted was to run away. She widened her eyes in horror, when the photographer started to gain conscious.

Without further waiting, Jeon Ari ran out of the studio and opened the big door entrance. She didn't care about her revealing dress, she didn't care to pick her bag and her cardigan. She just wanted to be in a safe place. And she knew where it was.