After Their Story Began

Chapter 21

Mabel's POV

The photo shoot has been going really well so far. I've enjoyed all the outfits I've put on and the other models are really sweet.

I didn't think anything was up until the photographer sent all the other models home except for me. He justified it by saying he wanted to try another concept he's been working on.

The pictures involved less and less clothing after each pose until he asked me to go fully nude. He assured me it was solely for a photo competition but wasn't sold on the idea. I excused myself to the bathroom and texted Aleksandr. He hadn't responded to the photo I sent him a few hours ago but I was hoping he'd see the text I was sending him

Hey, on a scale of 1 to you'll call off the engagement, how upset would you be if I participated in a nude photo shoot?

The photographer wants me as his muse and isn't really taking No as an answer

I'm hiding in the bathroom

My phone buzzed shortly after with a response from him

I'll call off the engagement and kill anyone who saw you naked

Well that answered my question

What do I do then?

I'm on my way so just do your best to stall

Okay

I went back out still wearing only a black lingerie set and silver knee high heels

"You're still dressed?" The photographer asked

"My fiancé wasn't thrilled at the idea of a nude shoot." I explained

"What if we take some pictures just for him. You can give him a sexy calendar of yourself."

"Can we just end the shoot here? I'm certain you got some really good shots already."

"The shots I got were mediocre. You can stay like this let's just explore some new poses."

"I really should get going."

"You're being really difficult and high maintenance right now. I'm sure this isn't a rumor you want circulating." He threatened

"Wanting to be clothed doesn't make me difficult."

"Look I'll let it slide if you go topless."

"My fiancé won't like that." I repeated

"What he doesn't know can't hurt him. You can cover up with your hands if it makes you feel better." He said before tugging at my bra

I instinctively threw my hands up to prevent a nip slip

"This is about art. Stop being such a prude. I've seen tons of models with larger breasts than you. You're not covering anything special."

The door slammed open and I saw Aleksandr storm in with a death glare

"This is a private photo shoot!" He yelled as he turned his head to the door

Aleksandr ignored him and grabbed him by the throat. He backed him up to the wall and press his gun to his side.

"What did you just say about my fiancé's chest? I'm not sure I fully caught it."

"Nothing, her top just fell and I was trying to reassure her everything was fine." He let out in a panic

"For some reason I don't believe you?"