The Life Of Quinn Black | ✔️

XIX

I've come to accept the fact that I am horrible at planned updates. I'm surprised you guys are still reading this story!

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Arriving in Milan, they went straight to the site of the shoot. Of course, Jean and Penny traveled to continue their aid.

"It's just getting old now," Quinn rolled her eyes playfully before walking into Penny's embrace.

"Yeah right. You're glowing; I must've done something right, cherie." Penny mused.

"Oh please!" Quinn blushed violently. "We haven't had sex."

"Not yet," She sang. "To my chair!"

While Penny curled Quinn's hair, another woman had come to remove her previous nail polish and paint them again a different color.

"I brought food but," Alexander appeared in front of her, holding a small plate of various appetizers. Quinn smiled kindly at his gesture.

"Thank you, caro-"

"Her nails aren't finished- that'll have to wait." The woman said.

"Or you can just feed her. She's probably really hungry." Penny smirked at Quinn's incredulous look.

Alexander hummed, amused. "You're right Penny, she didn't catch breakfast this morning."

"I can feed myself, but thank you two for your concern." Quinn feigned agitation but her grin was still visible.

"Don't you still have to get ready sir?" The woman with the nail polish snapped.

Penny stopped working for a moment, her hands went to her hips. "Uh, can we get someone else over here for Quinn's nails?" She hollered.

The director of the shoot was there in no time. "Is there a problem?"

"The question is who," Penny muttered.

The woman smiled sweetly. "I'm just doing my job, sir. He is in the way of it."She pointed the brush of the nail polish at Alexander.

Quinn frowned and lifted her hand. She wasn't going to say anything but, "He isn't in the way. Surely there is someone else capable of doing this."

"Well," The director craned his neck behind him. "Irene!" He shouted. "We need you over here," He waved her over, told her what needed to be done and just like that, the other woman was gone.

"Caterina has always been una cagna," ( a bitch ) Irene mumbled. With Alexander and Quinn laughing she began to coat Quinn's nails, and Penny got back to work.

This shoot would be longer than the last one, because the both of them would be getting about the same amount of shots along with a story together.

Their first setting was in an office. Quinn was dressed in a simple yet elegant and sexy black dress. It seemed to be one of her normal work dresses, had it not the large cutout in the back.

"Quinn, we need you behind the desk," The director said. "Someone get her coffee!"

 She stood trailing her fingers along the dark polished mahogany.

Quinn was only partially aware of Alexander when he rounded the desk, pressed a hand to the small of her back and guided her toward the window behind the desk.

"You look gorgeous."

Quinn nodded slightly. "Thank you," She turned to him and began to fiddle with the lapels of his blazer. "What would you like to do when we get out of here?"