Chap 9 - Caught

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⚠️Warning!⚠️
This chapter contains mentions of rape and mental abuse. Please don't read if you get set off by these!

Angel Dust

I had to leave immediately because that was actually kind of nice and now I'm embarrassed. Especially since Velvette came in and thought that we were doing the dirty.

"Finally done fucking each other?" Velvette asks when I'm down the stairs and to the VIP lounge.

I roll my eyes, "not fucking... having a civil conversation," I insist.

"Sure, that position sure was civil." I give her a humorless look.

She laughs and I groan, "Alright let's go. I want to be back before Val shits himself." I lead the way out to see lots of reporters and people.

We hurry to the limousine before we're noticed and the driver speeds back to the studios.

We arrive quickly and I follow Velvette up to her room. "Here, lay on the couch while I have some people set up some things so we can get started."

I happily abide by her wishes and lie down.

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"Hey Angel, time to wake up, we're ready," Velvette tells me, shaking me slightly to wake me up.

I rub my eyes, yawning. "Sorry, I didn't think I was going to fall asleep."

She just nods, "Well let's get started, we have a lot to get through."

The first thing she gives me is a white collared long-sleeve shirt with a beige cropped shirt that goes over it, along with a pair of ripped baggy pants with a spider web pattern on them. When I have everything on she squeals! "This is fuckin' perfect!"

She pulls me over to the set and grabs me a popsicle. "I love popsicles... can I eat them?"

She waves her hand, "Sure, you'll have to do some poses anyway. But we only have one box and we want to try and use the same color for the photos."

We get started and I gladly give my best as I have pictures taken.

We continue with the shoot for hours, me changing multiple times every few minutes. The best thing about doing this other than showing off my stuff is having longer breaks that last at least five minutes.

After my photo shoots with Velvette in the mornings (five to twelve-thirty), I would then have lunch to myself that was for about three hours I could go to the Hotel, or anywhere really. Then, at around two thirty in the afternoon, I would go to Val for his shoots. After that at around one to three in the morning, depending on how long Val kept me, I would be with Naveah teaching her everything that I knew. This was usually my Sundays to Fridays, otherwise I would get Saturdays all to myself unless Val needed me for an emergency shoot.

...2 weeks later...
       ~7:30 am ~

I watched Velvette use her sewing machine to sew together a new design that I had never seen before.

"What is the theme now?" I ask, peering over her shoulder, still in the process of taking off the other dress that I had on.

She takes the piece of clothing off the machine and holds it up for me to see, "you know how Val is into that Dirty Angel shit?"

"Too well."

"Well, I'm starting to think that the idea's not so shit anymore, especially now that I have you." I groan, and she smiles unapologetically. "It's going to take a while to finish this one but I have a few others for you to try." She nods to a clothing wrack full of the stupid angel costumes.

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