Chapter 5 Sapphire

I accepted the money because he forced me to do it

And I'm very grateful to him

I've been able to afford a truly decent dinner and stay in a single room in a beautifully-looking hotel

I had a good meal on the bed covered with a sheet without moths disturbing me.

The lady sleeping in the bed next to the youth hostel will not wake me up there anymore

very good

I've been homeless for two weeks and have reached my limit of survival

If it were in New York, the situation would be even worse, because the people there were not as charitable and generous as they were in Italy.

If I ask for help from food, they will pretend not to hear it and then silently continue walking their path

If it weren't for Conway, I wouldn't know what I would do

I might have to go out and wander around again to spend a long night

He insulted me, and I don't have to blame myself for calling him a bastard

But when he provided me with food and money…

I began to wonder if I had misjudged his character

Maybe he is not what he claims to be, a cruel, arrogant and selfish person

Perhaps under his mask is the soul of a human being with universal values

Or, it's just because he wants to protect his brand

He obviously wants me to go on the runway for him

Otherwise he wouldn't have spent time giving me some advice

Maybe this is what he really cares about: his brand, that's all

If I'm gone, he will no longer need to use my value

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. I still appreciate him

The feeling of safety I get in a hotel room is worth cherishing... Even if this situation doesn't last too long, it's very short

Early in the morning, when I entered the building, other models looked at me with a gloating expression.

Rumors are everywhere, everyone knows that I am the girl who dresses funny to attend the audition

They also knew that Conway Bassetti was too lazy to watch other models walk on the stage just because I was the only person he was interested in

I am their strong enemy who share the same hatred of the enemy, of course they have reasons to hate me

I took the elevator, arrived at the top floor, and knocked on the door

Come in, his voice came

His low voice and tone were exactly the same as yesterday, masculine and powerful

He can command an army with his own voice alone

He does look like a commander...

He has everything, at least in my eyes

I'll walk in

Conway was too busy to look up at me, but he must have known that it was me, because he never let strangers enter his studio

He stood behind the table, wearing a well-tailored suit on his wide square shoulders

He stood straight, lowered his head, and wrote random paintings on his sketchbook

Every time I see him, I cannot maintain a peaceful state of harmony in my subconscious mind. I can feel the invasion transmitted from his shoulders.

It's like being locked in a cage with a poisonous snake at the same time

I'm in a den territory of dangerous and deadly animals, ready to be attacked by him at any time. I don't know when

Today, I didn't take my big bag out, I left it in the hotel

I asked the waiter to bring breakfast into my room, and I have not done such a luxury since my parents took me on vacation fifteen years ago...

I looked at the four sides of the studio more closely

Photos hanging on the wall: Portrait of a model wearing Bassetti underwear, these beauties have added a lot of color to his design

Some female models’ photos are too bold, and they are large scales that cannot appear in magazines. I wonder if these photos are just to please him...

Intentional gift

There is also a fashionable tailor mannequin wearing a black bra in the room near the office

The show in this room is obviously not finished yet

His desk is black, and so is the wall

The floor under my feet is dark reddish brown cherry wood

The bed in the corner seemed out of place, and I wonder if his relationship with the female model always maintains the right employer and employee rationality

I'm sure he is not...

I wandered around the work office for a few seconds, checking the safety pins on the table and rags thrown everywhere

It's an organized chaos

I waited patiently for him to talk to me

He continued to work, drinking coffee, staring at his paintings

You know I'm here, right?

He continues his paintings

I'll pretend I don't know until I'm done

It seems like nothing happened the day before: we are back to the origin

If I had known that you would be so busy, I would have been sleeping a little longer

I will use your time the way I think you have to get used to it

I looked up at the sky, rolled my eyes, and walked to his desk

I looked over his arm at the corset and thong he was designing, noting references to fabrics and gemstones

He works very quickly, as if he only imagined this design five minutes before I arrived

From such a distance, I could smell his perfume scent of pine mixed with the fragrance of soap

Maybe it's not perfume, but his natural body odor

He must have had this smell when he came out of the bathroom

Imagine him in the bathroom, masculine, muscular, naked, I force myself to drive away this image from my head

He finally put down the pencil in his hand

Next time, you will wait until I finish my work before speaking

Why?

He closed the sketchbook with a bang

Because I don't need to give you a reason to do it.

He turned around and was about to scold me, but suddenly he closed his mouth

He frowned and looked at my face judgingly

His eyes gradually softened, and his anger slowly faded until it completely disappeared

Perfect state he said

He is only a few steps away from me, but as soon as he retreats, his warmth is taken away by him

I stayed at the hotel, I was able to take a shower in front of the mirror, dry my hair and put on makeup. He must have noticed this change and was surprised.

Take off your clothes

That gentle moment is over

Or, how about I took off my clothes as soon as I came in? I said sarcastically

Good idea He said, taking out another sketchbook and a one-meter-long ribbon tape measure, why not take off your clothes?

Since I have accepted his money, I can't back down any more

I've made a promise to him

I had to get used to taking off my clothes in front of a man I barely knew

If he was gay…

But he is obviously not

I took off my jeans and t-shirt and placed them on a stool next to the life-size mirror

I'm wearing my white lingerie suit

Fortunately, I shaved all my body hair when I took a bath this morning...

As I stared at myself from the mirror, I saw a young woman with a slender figure and beautiful curvaceous shape, and the man next to the balcony

I'm never confused about it because I know my charm

But I never thought that one day my body would intrigue the greatest lingerie designer in the world

I never expected that I had the right to win the crown of my dreams, just as thousands of other women dreamed of taking off the moon hanging from the sky in the night sky

I still can't imagine

I felt his eyes riveting between my shoulder blades

I don't need to see his reflection in the mirror, I know where he is behind me

His existence is terrible, and his eyes are even more cruel and incompetent

Turn around

My own pride disappeared all of a sudden, and I left me and followed his request.

He sat down in a black chair with his ankle on the opposite knee

He put one arm on the armrest and placed the tape measure on the tip of his fingers

He slowly turned it with his thumb and scanned my body as if he had never seen a woman in a thong before

He looked at my neck first, and then the rest of my body before looking down at my thighs, he checked my belly very carefully

Do you go to exercise often? Are you jogging?

Neither of both

He stopped fiddling with his ribbon tape measure and narrowed his eyes

So, how did you do it?

What's the fuss about this?

Obviously not the correct answer

A woman can't have such a butt by doing nothing, he said, and started fiddling with his tape measure again

I have to stand for 12 hours a day, study and work as a bartender as a part-time bartender

Are you a bartender?

Why are people like him interested in this information?

Yes

What is your favorite drink?

Scotch whiskey

He frowned, as if my answer had any special significance to him.

Is there anything wrong with it?

It's simple and efficient

This is my father's favorite hobby My mother hates it

You have to have a good taste

I was wearing my underwear to discuss alcohol, just like I could drink with my lover anytime, anywhere. It was a reassuring conversation and I felt more comfortable

He finally looked away and continued to survey my body

You're perfect from head to toe

This is the second time he has looked at me again, from shoulders, neck to toes

Perfect snow muscles, perfect curves, perfect everything... I won't try to change anything...

I'm not sure if I should thank him for treating me as an object

You say that to all your female models

No, no

He looked into my eyes and said

Every woman is unique. Some women have perfect eye color to enhance and highlight their skin color. Other women have perfect legs. They look sexy and beautiful after wearing pantyhose and garters. There are also some women's shapes that are suitable for wearing heart-shaped tops. They are not just slim, they all have some of their own qualities... But I don't know who has absolutely all the advantages of this.

His hot eyes pierced my skin, as if he could see my soul

However, his eyes were not aggressive, and he even had some pious respect.

Of course, I feel like a lamb in front of a lion, and also like a goddess

When I don't do what he asks, he will humiliate me mercilessly, and for the rest of the time he will spare no effort to compliment me and flatter me

Only you, have gotten in everything He continued, got up and walked towards me with his measuring tape. I will measure the size for you now. This is the way I ask for your consent.

First, he wrapped the tape measure around my ribs

Then he measured my waist, at the widest spot

He must have remembered my size because he didn't write them down

He did some measurements I had never thought of before, like the length of my shoulders to my chest or the breasts on both sides of the opposite side

He even wrapped the tape measure around my neck

It took him twenty minutes to draw images of my body, measuring until the circumference of my calves

As he grabbed my thigh, he measured the length between my knee and waist, and then the length between my knee and ankle

How did he remember everything?

He finally walked to his desk, scribbled some notes, and placed the tape measure beside him

His very masculine hands give the impression that his pencil is very small

I can hear the friction between pencil and paper

He may be a little heavy

I didn't take off my clothes back: he would definitely ask me to take off all the clothes again

After everything was done, he put down the pencil in his hand and took a sip of coffee.

I breathed a sigh of relief, he looked into the distance

His calloused fingers brushed across my skin in the most wonderful way

I'm both excited and terrified

I like that he is meticulous in his work, he checks every measurement size

He looked tough and focused, his chin was tight and his eyes were deeper

Looking at the movement of his fingers, his brows frowned

His focus makes his face more charming

I suddenly wondered if his face had he been willing to let that majestic face bend between the crotch of a woman's thigh...

Has he still maintained a serious look?

Or, that would make him more sexy?

I realized my blushing

Conway turns to me

Some sizes I'm familiar with...but I've never seen a woman with all this...it's incredible

He reached into his pocket and walked slowly towards me. The pace he walked conveyed an indescribable gentleness, which was completely different from the aggressiveness he had when he touched and measured me.

Thank you……

It seems ridiculous to say this, but if you don't say anything, it will be even more embarrassing

I'm following his steps

As he faced me, I saw his green eyes and the stubble on his cheeks

My nipples popped out from under the bra

Fortunately, there is a good filling inside the cup that doesn't let it show up

Keep one hand in your pocket and your thumb outside

During these tense moments he created, he didn't seem to be plagued by silence like others did

He undoubtedly has an innate deterrence, which is intimidating

This is a talent that affects everyone around him

Maybe he didn't realize this

Maybe that's it

I refused to be intimidated, I couldn't let my eyes lower and let him look down on me

But when he looked at me with his handsome cold and dark face, my heart trembled.

It makes me feel uncomfortable to resist this man

Am I afraid of him? Or am I attracted by him?

Maybe both?

Why are you uncomfortable?

His understanding of me is like a book he is open and reading. I don’t like myself being transparent or I am not, maybe he has the trick to perceive human emotions.

I'm almost naked...

Is there any fault with this?

He always maintains an impeccable posture, even when he looks down at his desk, his shoulders are square. He sets an example and never slackewers.

What's wrong with being naked? Absolutely everything, all meanings

This is unnatural...I hardly know you

Unnatural?

He murmured

Nothing exists more naturally than a female body

He added, looking at my body again

It's beautiful, porn, sensual... It's great You shouldn't be ashamed of your skin nor women should feel ashamed You have much more expressiveness than you imagined I've always created beautiful things, but I draw inspiration from more beautiful things You have this ability, some people are willing to use their lives to witness your perfection When you stride on the runway, never forget that you are the queen of the runway with confidence and strength I will make you look like the goddess who came to the earth... But it also depends on whether you want to be a goddess Don't feel ashamed When everyone's eyes are focused on you, don't feel embarrassed I think you are noble You say you hardly know me, this situation will change soon Then you will blindly trust me

These words made me feel at ease

Let me suddenly become more comfortable in front of him

My spirit was rejuvenated, and I no longer felt like I was a spoiled on the shelf.

A new kind of self-confidence bursts out in my heart

My job is not just to make a woman more beautiful… it is also to make her realize her true value

He stepped forward and invaded my space He had never been so close to me His lips were only a few centimeters away from me

I love fucking women I know very well what I want them to look like when I fuck them I know what men want I know all their fantasies I designed underwear to make these wishes fulfilled women feel beautiful when wearing my designs because they know men will be more obsessed with them because of this

He turned his head slightly and looked at my body

I had goose bumps and my breathing was rapid

It was as if I was standing on the edge of a volcano, and the magma melt licked my skin

The power, authority and confidence he exuded, enveloped me and paralyzed me

His fingers brushed across my shoulders and then slid down my arm and he stopped at my elbow

You inspired me... because I know clearly how I want to fuck you