The commercial shooting went smoothly and really caught the attention of everyone who saw it. Of course, Caspian's athletic body covered only in underwear, a briefcase, and a pair of work shoes was a sight that no one could resist, even for the men.
"So you're taking a time off?" asked Havier. Elora had returned to her room shortly after filming was over. And as usual, Havier never knocked on the door when he entered Elora's room. Elora, who was tidying up her desk at work, complained in the form of a sigh, then she muttered 'yes'.
“I just found out that time off can be accumulated like that. How much leave do you get? One month, two months?"
Since working at Dreamcatcher, Elora never took a time off or sick leave. Except at that time … even then Elora got in faster than she should have.
Elora's stamina and dedication to her job are truly extraordinary. Maybe that, and also her ability to always make their clients satisfied, makes Elora's boss immediately agreed when Elora applied for a leave.
"Actually, I can take up to a year off. But this company might close if I take too long leave."
"Arrogant," snapped Havier.
"Of course. Must doing it."
Havier handed her a report on the implementation of the project they were working on earlier.
"I'll read tomorrow," said Elora. She slung her bag and glanced at the clock in the room. It's eight o'clock in the evening.
"Yes, I'm not asking now either. You're not the only one who wants to go home right away.”
*
Elora walked down the underground parking lot. She can never be calm when in a quiet place with dim lighting like now. Yes, all of this was due to past trauma which, no matter how long Elora tried to deal with it, the scars still lingered like scars. Elora winced when she heard voices, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the source of the sound came from some of her office mates who were chatting with … Caspian.
What is he doing here? The project is already finished this afternoon. He had more than enough time to go home.
The underwear project team leader greets Elora when she finds Elora walking past them pretending not to see. Now Elora remembered the name of the team leader. Madison. A woman who is known to always curious about other people's business.
"Hey, El! Do you want to come?" call Madison.
Elora gave a fake smile. "No, thank you. I want to go home."
"You don't even know where we're going," said another. It's a friend who always clings to Madison.
I don't want to know, Elora replied to herself. "Bye!" That was all Elora gave in return, and she walked back to her car.
Elora could feel Caspian's piercing gaze, following her every step. Elora tried desperately to ignore it but failed. She tripped on her own feet when she got to the front of her car.
"Shit," Elora cursed in a whisper. Elora pushes a button in her car key to unlock it, then she immediately opened the door, threw the bag into the passenger seat, and sat behind the wheel.
Elora took the time to catch her breath. Without being asked, her eyes darted to Caspian and his friends at work, who now looked annoying. Either, maybe because they were annoying … or because they seemed to be trying to tease Caspian.
Elora pushed aside her last thought by shaking her head vigorously. She put the car key into the hole and started turning it. There is no reaction.
"Huh?" Elora started to sweat when her attempt failed three times. Not the right time to go on strike.
"Need help?"
Elora jumped up from the car seat and shouted when suddenly Caspian stood beside her. His hands rested on the edge of Elora's car, his body bent so that he could align his gaze with Elora's face. Elora lowered the windshield at the driver's door.
"No, thank you."
"Can you say any other words?" asked Caspian again, tilting his head.
"Like what?" Elora almost rolled her eyes. The last thing she wanted now was to have an insignificant argument with a strange man. The first thing she really wants to do is take a shower.
"Like 'yes, I need your help. My car suddenly broke down and I couldn't fix it myself '. Like that,” said Caspian who then shrugged.
Elora's attention was momentarily diverted to Caspian's muscles, which made his shirt appear cramped in a seductive way. Damn the men with their testosterone.
“This is an old car. A strike is usual."
"Then what do you want? Calling a crane?" Caspian glanced at the watch wrapped around his left wrist.
"Yes. They are available twenty-four hours."
"Trust me, when they come you will be home because I will fix your car quickly."
"No, thank you. I don't want to owe you anything,” Elora said, sounding stern this time.
"Okay, whatever."
Caspian turned around, as Elora contacted the crane service.
First call. Second call. And until the fifth call, there was no answer. Is everything conspiring for Elora to deal with Caspian?
It seemed Caspian was deliberately slowing down his path because when Elora got out of the car and called him, Caspian wasn't that far away.
"Change mind?" Caspian mock.
"Just make it quick. You should go in no time, right? " Elora glanced behind Caspian, but there was no one there anymore.
"Where?" Caspian followed Elora's line of sight. "With them earlier? No, I refused."
"Why?"
Caspian opened the hood of Elora's car and put on support. "Because you didn't come."
"Stop saying nonsense."
"It's up to you if you don't believe it."
Caspian started checking Elora's car engine and did something Elora didn't understand.
"Turn on the engine," Caspian ordered a few moments later.
Elora got back into the car, turned the key, and the engine roared on the first try.
"Wow ...," muttered Elora, softly. Caspian closed the hood of the car and walked over to Elora. He is standing by the driver's door again, exuding an aura of 'I'm amazingly seductive without much effort'.
"You forgot something," said Caspian.
"What?"
"Thank-you note."
"Thank you."
Caspian chuckled, which made Elora's heartbeat several times faster.
"Nothing like that."
Elora gasped. "Are you asking for something in return?" Elora's hand searched for her bag, while her gaze was still fixed on Caspian. "How much?"
Caspian shook his head. "No, not money." He was silent for a moment. “Not right now. Later when we meet again, I'll ask for it."
*
Caspian's last words annoyed Elora all the way home. she does not like having a debt of gratitude to others. Elora must respond immediately. Or maybe it would be great if they didn't have to see each other again. Looks like the possibility is also thin.
Elora traced the road next to Lake Wakatipu, which is now dark as night. Elora occasionally glances at the scenery that accompanies her to her one-bedroom apartment, which is located on the outskirts of Queenstown.
Living in Queenstown, New Zealand, is a gift that Elora is most grateful for in her life. At least whenever she feels stressed about work or life's problems, Elora can simply get out of the car, enjoy the views of Queenstown or take a hiking trail to the forests around Lake Wakatipu, and the fatigue in her brain immediately disappears.
Like tonight. The view of Lake Wakatipu blends with the expanse of stars in the sky, never fails to amaze Elora, even though Elora has seen it thousands of times. Elora imagines how nice it is to soak in warm water, and after that sips wine while sitting enjoying the evening from the apartment veranda.
Earlier, Elora took the time to stop by a restaurant to buy dinner. As a result, she came home later than she should have, even though the road leading to her apartment was notoriously lonely and winding.
Sure enough, the road is pretty quiet, even tonight no vehicle passed except Elora's car. This made her anxious again. And Elora was getting more and more worried when she saw a group of people huddled in the middle of the road, blocking Elora from passing.
Elora immediately stepped on the brake pedal. she's keeping a safe distance while making sure what's ahead. Was it an accident? Or a drunken tourist?
Elora squinted, saw a figure standing with his back to Elora, which Elora seemed to have seen somewhere. The figure turned, and how shocked Elora was when she found out that it was Caspian.
*
At first, Elora thought Caspian was committing an act of vandalism with his friends. Because the others looked as fierce as he was, some even carried iron clubs and sharp weapons that sparkled silver when caught in the headlights of Elora's car.But then that guess was broken when one of them started attacking Caspian. Caspian fended off the attacks that came crashing down on him. Elora, who watched it all from behind the wheel, could only tremble with fear. She put the gear back and began to push the gas as deep as she could. But damn, nothing happened. The car broke down again at the wrong time.Damn old car.Now, what should she do? Just running out of the car for help? Not a chance. Only this vehicle that Elora has and without the car Elora will be overwhelmed.Elora's legs shook even more when she realized that one of the Caspian thugs was walking over to her. Elora made sure the car was locked, and as the person got closer, Elora could hear the soun
Every full moon night, Elora always has the same dream.She walked on an endless meadow, surrounded by spiky-tipped mountains. A familiar sight, one that Elora used to see in Queenstown. But no matter how far Elora went, the meadow was never-ending … as if it had no edge.There was no one Elora could meet. No life, no sound. Only herself with a huge moon whose silver light was blinding.But … tonight's dream was different.Elora is not alone.She was still the same, standing in the middle of the meadow, wearing a white dress, which swept the rocks under her feet. Her hair was loose, all black. The moonlight was still just as dazzling, but there was a figure that caught Elora's attention.Someone was standing not far in front of her. Bathed in light. Her hair was silver and shimmering, her eyes were the same color. her whole body was covered in a dress made of something clear, wavy, like a gem made of water.The woman smi
Caspian returned with Elora's bag, a large white shirt, and jeans."Don't come any near," Elora ordered. "Throw them all on the couch." Elora pointed at the sofa in front of her with her chin.Caspian chuckled as he cocked his head to one side. "What now? I won't attack you. I promised. ""I don't believe you." Even to any man in the world, Elora added to herself.Caspian made a face that said 'I'm tired of this drama, but I'd better go along with it', then threw everything on the sofa near Elora.“Now get out of here. I want to get dressed."“I've seen you without clothes before. Why do I have to leave now?”"JUST GET OUT OF HERE!" Elora snapped, and brutally grabbed her bag, looking for pepper spray. Caspian raised both hands in a sign that he was giving up. "Okay, okay. I will go."He turned around, but then came back again. “The shirt must be big because it's mine. But the pants are your size…
Elora asked Caspian to take her to the apartment because Elora had just remembered that she had to prepare herself. She will meet potential clients, and this will be her last job before Elora takes a leave. So Elora must be able to make it a success.Actually, this was a bad idea because Caspian will know where Elora lived. But Elora had no other choice."Thank you. You can go home." Elora said it while opening the car door. Of course, Caspian didn't let her go that easily. He caught Elora's wrist, making Elora stop.Elora turned to look at Caspian's fingers wrapped around her wrists.“Let go,” Elora hissed through gritted teeth."I have something important to tell you.""What?" Elora jerked her hand away from Caspian's grip."If anything happens, call me immediately."Elora took a moment to answer the question. “Thanks, but I have friends to rely on.”“Your friend won't be able to handle it
"Sorry, but I'm not a model," said Elora quickly. It didn't take her much deliberation to outright reject Caspian's idea.Caspian crossed his arms, casually giving Elora an appraising look. Elora didn't like the faint sneer in Caspian's eyes when he did that."As clients, we have the right to ask for whatever we want, right?" said Caspian."Yes, you have the right. But we can't fulfill everything, especially if it's deemed impossible." Elora corrected.Caspian now directed the conversation to Charlie. "Tell me, Charlie. Was my request just now not possible?” Caspian let out a thin, barely perceptible grin after asking that.Charlie gulped, then the corner of his eye caught Elora's figure for a moment. Elora knew Charlie couldn't make a decision right away. If they refuse, they might lose clients. If Charlie agreed, he had to be prepared for Elora's wrath. Elora did not hesitate to protest at her boss when she found herself placed in an unreas
No touch.The scenario is determined entirely by Dreamcatcher.If the female model feels uncomfortable with the scene being performed, she has the full right to request a scene change.The last point is just in case Caspian improvises the script that has been prepared by Elora.Without much debate, Caspian's side immediately agreed to the terms. Shortly after the two sides signed the agreement, Caspian and Zed leave the building.Elora didn't know if she should breathe a sigh of relief or if this will be the beginning of the heavy stress she would face for the next few days. Elora immediately returned to the room and sat slumped in her chair."One week, El," Javier corrected when Elora explained that she was too lazy to imagine the days she would have to spend as a model with Caspian."No. At most, we will only visit three places right?” Elora flinched and quickly denied Javier's statement.“Do you realize that the
"Calm down," Caspian coaxed, as Elora took a step away. There was a shattering sound coming from the shards of the mirror scattered on the floor."El, I'll help you. Don't be afraid."Elora asked the question of why she was like this, but of course, all that came out of her mouth were moans and a sad howl.“El, come with me. I'll explain it to you. If you stay here, you might attract the attention of the neighbors. The sound you made earlier was quite loud.”Caspian carefully walked over to Elora, who was already pushed into a corner. Elora could feel her body shaking. She was afraid of her own figure. Elora yelped as Caspian placed a hand on Elora's wet, hairy muzzle."Listen to me. Your form is not permanent. You just have to learn to control it. Now, I will help you to return to your original form.”After saying that, Caspian touched the top of Elora's head, and Elora felt a warm stream of energy run through her body, se
Caspian kissed Elora's lips, lustfully, mercilessly. Caspian's hands held Elora's hand on the sofa, preventing Elora from moving. As Caspian pulled away, just so he could look into Elora's frightened eyes, Elora took a deep breath.Caspian's face, which had been dark with passion, turned to surprise when he found Elora shedding tears."You..." Caspian was unable to continue. Elora bit her lips hard, her jaw tightened so that her jawline was printed clearly at the corner of her face."Let me go …." Elora's voice was just a desperate hoarse.Caspian loosened his grip, and Elora made the most of the opportunity. She pushed Caspian's body away with the last of her strength."I hate you," Elora growled with hate in her eyes.The door to the room opened just after Caspian was pushed away by Elora."Am I bothering you guys?" asked the person who had just entered. A small woman with shoulder-length red hair. Thick-rimmed glasses in bri