Ambiance

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A week ago, I recieved a call from one of the hottest and top online male magazine. They said they saw my work and that they were impressed by it that lead me to where I am now.

Our location is two storey country house rented only for a three day photo shoot. The house itself is located in the middle of nowhere inside the woods. The house itself is pituresque on its own, with a backyard lake.

The management says that this is just a cabin owned by one of their male models who agreed to rent it to us since the model I will be working with is a good friend of his.

But when we (Me and the only assistant they assigned to me) arrived to the location, my jaw dropped to the floor because the freaking cabin does not look even like a freaking cabin. It's more like country house to me.

Built with wood logs stacked together as its walls and foundation of the house. And in the inside, wood beams were placed at ceiling to support the roof that was made of wood planks plated by roof bricks. The entire house's ground floor is an open floor concept and have two large french windows on both sides that allows a good lighting. The second I believe are where the bedrooms are.

This house looks like it was cut off from a house magazine. The must have spent fortunes for this.

I didn't hid my smile. It's a freaking dream house.

Perfect for a photo shoot.

But, that was an hour and a half ago. I just finished setting up for the shoot and the male model has not arrived yet and it's almost time to start the shoot.

The door suddenly opened, causing both me and the male assistant to whip our heads to the new arrival.

And holy of all holies. I have never seen such a man as hot as he is. The door way was his ramp as he strutted his way towards me while he strips slowly. And before I could think, my fingers already worked the magic. Not wanting my eyes and brain to forget the moment and start shooting at this hot specimen.

The unknown male model is now bare chested infront of me, showing off his ripped torso, leaving his dress pants on. And I just can't stop from taking shots. Documenting every movements, capturing every angle as possible as I can get.

This sexy, hot male specimen infront of me couldn't take his eyes off of me either. I'm so focused on capturing the moment when he broke the silence between us while he continues to pose for the camera. And each pose he loses one item of his clothing.

"So you're the new photographer? I thought I would be working with a man. It says in my contract that I will be staying here for a 3 day photoshoot with a certain Billy Comewell." Hot guy said.

"Yup! That's me alright." I stand up and looked him in the eyes. "The name's Belinda Comewell, Billy for short. You are?" I furrowed my eyebrows because I couldn't recall the male model's name on the contract I signed.

"Lucas Del Torro." He moved away from the lounger and walk towards me so slowly like a predator with a hunger in his eyes that I could not read.

Is it lust?

I mentally shake my head for even thinking about that. I'm here for the job. And for God's sake, I'm still a virgin and not yet ready to give my vcard away to some hot, ramdom male model.

"You look familiar Billy, did you model before?" He asks, breaking my trance.

"W-what?" I didn't realized that he is so near to me, leaning down to my face almost touching our noses together.

I'm 5'8" and he is somewhat 6' in height or more.

"Uhm... Y-yeah, cosplay..." I said quietly. My throat and lips gone dry because of the thick tension lingering in between the two of us.

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