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T H I R D P O V;
- SMUT || SUB G!P BIL
billie took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the moment settle on her shoulders as she stood amidst the crowd in the large art gallery. with her heart pounding in her chest, she raised the microphone to her lips, adjusting her glasses nervously.
her hand found its way into her pocket, a subconscious gesture of comfort in the face of her nerves.
the artwork surrounding her was a testament to her passion—a european style depicting women posing amidst picturesque mountains, adorned with vibrant flowers that seemed to dance around their figures. each stroke of paint was meticulously applied, capturing the essence of the scene with striking realism.
as the audience turned their attention to her, billie felt a surge of apprehension mixed with excitement. "hi, i'm billie, and I created this piece," she began, her voice carrying across the room as she gestured towards her painting.
"I poured my heart and soul into this artwork because it resonated deeply with me on a personal level." her gaze swept over the assembled guests before returning to her painting, a fond smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "each brushstroke took time and I wanted to capture the beauty and serenity of nature in every detail."
taking a moment to gather her thoughts, billie continued, "I want to thank everyone for taking the time to appreciate my work. It took me a whole month to bring this vision to life, and I'm grateful for the opportunity to share it with all of you."
a ripple of applause broke out among the audience, and billie's smile widened at the warm reception.
the art gallery buzzed with activity as billie stepped down from the platform, her cheeks flushed with the exhilaration of having just presented her latest masterpiece to the world.
she took a moment to compose herself, smoothing down the front of her blouse and adjusting her glasses before her boss approached, a wide grin spreading across his face.
"you're a fucking star," he exclaimed, his voice loud along with his strong uk accent. his arm encircled billie's shoulders in a congratulatory gesture, pulling her close in a friendly embrace.
billie couldn't help but chuckle at his enthusiastic praise, a rush of warmth spreading through her chest. it was a surreal feeling, to have her artwork recognized and celebrated in such a public forum. "I appreciate it," she replied.
her boss's grin widened, his eyes twinkling with pride. "and your paintings have been selling like crazy," he continued, punctuating his words with a playful punch to billie's shoulder.
"and you've made a million pounds," her boss added, his tone filled with admiration and respect. billie's eyes widened in disbelief at the staggering figure, her mind struggling to comprehend the magnitude of her success.
they made their way to the dining area, where a group of fellow artists had gathered to celebrate the success of the gallery opening.
the room hummed with lively conversation and laughter as billie mingled with her peers, exchanging stories and compliments on each other's work.
