Chapter 13

​Chapter 13

​VAREEN

​"How was your meeting with Mr. Clarke?" Helia asked me. The smile was still on my lips because I finally wouldn't have to worry about the restaurant's land anymore.

"Everything went well; he won't bother me anymore!" I hugged Helia, and she hugged me back.

"No shit? Literally? What if he's just playing you? Isn't he good at that?" She's right; Harveel is smart, and I know he'll do everything he can to get what he wants. I hope he was telling the truth. I wouldn't be able to handle it if he was just tricking me.

"Oh, if I ever find out that he has this land one day, he'll be in big trouble with our clan." She let go of our hug and sat down in her chair.

"I know. I told him that he doesn't know who he's messing with." Harveel isn't aware of my clan. I'm not sure if he knows or not, but once I find out that he didn't keep his word, I know he won't like what will happen to him.

I went into my office, and a bouquet of mixed lavender flowers immediately greeted me. I walked over to it and read the note.

"Thank you for that fucking steamy hot night and morning, Vareen. Truly yours, J.M. Vander." Hmm, how did he know my favorite flowers?

Next to it was a basket full of different spicy chips. It also had a note, but in different handwriting.

​"I would like to fuck you again, somewhere in public sometime. Love, Oliver." My cheeks blushed as I read that. I hid their notes in my bag and then placed the bouquet and basket on my coffee table.

How did they know my personal favorites? Did they consult Aihira? Helia? Raze? They're the only ones who know what I like.

I spent my whole afternoon working on my business finances and on setting up a new branch somewhere along Quezon and Pasig.

Later that night, I went to Constell.

"Vareen! I miss you!" My gay makeup artist immediately greeted me.

"I missed you, too, William." I gave him a hug. You wouldn't guess he was gay from his physique; he's well-built, a gym-goer, and more. Girls are always fawning over him because of his good looks. He's just too attractive and sexy, I swear. Even I almost seduced him just so I could have him, even for just one night.

He finished a Fine Arts course in college, and his makeup artist job is just part-time. He only appears whenever I have a photoshoot or a ramp gig. So when I don't have one, he's not there. It always depends on the situation.

He's not as openly gay as others who have already come out. He's just keeping it private and simple. I think he has a boyfriend now. I'm stalking his T*****r account, and all I see is them flirting.

"How are you?" I asked.

"I'm happy with my boyfriend. I've never been this satisfied, Vareen." It's obvious that he's enjoying his new boyfriend. I hope they last.

"Stay strong, you two," he hugged me again, and we both entered the photoshoot area.

"Miss Vareen! Oh my gosh, it's a good thing you decided to come here. Can you be an alternative for the photoshoot for now? Freia got sick, and we can't cancel the shoot; it's embarrassing for the cameraman!" And since I had nothing else to do tonight, I just agreed.

"What's the theme for Freia's photoshoot?" I asked.

"Summer Party. These are what you'll wear. Actually, you'll be shooting with our new male model." I just nodded. The outfits were ten pairs of swimsuits, which were daring and likely provocative.

"I'll do Vareen's makeup now," William pulled me to the Vanity Mirror and started applying makeup. The hair stylist also started doing my hair. Even though it was a rush, they still managed to make me look beautiful.

"Vareen, go up there. The other one is done shooting." I adjusted my red two-piece and went to the photoshoot area.

They started taking shots of me. I did every angle and pose possible. I also changed swimsuits several times.

"Perfect!" the director said. "Please call Oliver." My attention was caught while adjusting my outfit when I heard the familiar name. At the door, Oliver Martin emerged shirtless and wearing board shorts. When he saw me, he smirked. Oh my! I thought the person I'd be shooting with was a woman! I didn't know it was him, and since when did he become a model?

"Okay, Vareen and Oliver, you two match perfectly. Just follow my instructions, alright? So your shoot will turn out great. This is going to be viral!" He was so happy he clapped in his chair and looked like he was giggling.

There was a wooden bench on the shooting scene. "Oliver, lie down there." The director ordered him. He quickly lay down on the bench. "Vareen, are you comfortable with lying on top of him?"

Director, I've been on top of and been on the bottom of that jerk multiple times. Why would I play hard to get?

"Uhm, yes, Director, for the shoot." I feigned innocence before going to the bench and lying face down on top of him.

"Fuck Vareen, you're so hot." He whispered softly in my ear when I was on top of him.

"You jerk, since when did you become a model?"

"Just now." he chuckled. Why did he decide to become a model? It's suspicious. From what I know, he's busy with their projects.

"Oh my god! This is just too perfect. You two should pose like you're almost kissing! Open the fans, hey!" The staff turned on the big electric fan and started blowing my hair. The shot included a fake wind blowing my hair to make it look good and refreshing.

Oliver held the back of my neck, and I caressed his cheek. We posed as if we were kissing. There were shots where we were looking at the camera, and sometimes we were looking at each other.

I want to kiss him, shit!

"I love the chemistry!" After staring at each other for so long, I didn't notice that the fan had already been turned off and the first shoot was over. I immediately got off of him. I even felt him grinding against my middle. Fuck, I'm wet.

They made us do a lot more daring shots that took almost two hours. It was tiring. Could this be for Playboy magazine? Oh no! I'll be in big trouble with my grandparents if they find out.

After that long night, I found myself kissing Oliver hungrily inside my car.