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Chapter 13 - CHAPTER TWELVE

๐™ณ๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐šœ ๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐™ต๐šŽ๐š•๐š’๐š—๐šŽ๐šœ

๐๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐จ๐ซ'๐ฌ ๐.๐Ž.๐•.

They proceeded to the shoot quickly after the lunch break. Ashe is standing in front of a background set that depicts that of the entrance to an intimidating dark forest. He is wearing a white long sleeved dress shirt with brown coloured vest and black trousers. He is wearing a black knee high leather boots. His hair slightly dishevelled. He is standing there all confident and authoritative. Leandrea waltzes into the set wearing a burgundy and black long sleeve vintage dress with a corset, looking like a gothic princess lost in the woods. She is wearing an intimidatingly dark goth makeup that contrasts the simple and natural look she had in the past four sets. Her brown wavy hair is curled more firmly and is let down.

The rest of the staff turned their heads to look at her. Her assigned stylists trailing after her. "๐—ฆ๐—ถ๐—ฟ ๐—ซ๐˜†๐—ฟ๐˜†๐˜…, ๐˜„๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฒ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ณ๐—ถ๐˜. ๐—ช๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—น๐—น ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ..." the stylist said nervously to the slightly frowning photographer.

"๐—œ ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐˜." the photographer, Xyryx, muttered something that surprised everyone in the studio. "๐—Ÿ๐—ฒ๐˜'๐˜€ ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ฝ๐˜. ๐—œ๐˜'๐—น๐—น ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€, ๐——๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐—น๐—น ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ ๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฎ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜† ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€ ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—บ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ฑ๐˜€." the photographer stated, putting air quotes when he said freedom. "๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ป, ๐—”๐˜€๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐—น๐—น ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—บ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—บ ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ด๐˜‚๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ท๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ด๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ฑ๐˜€." the photographer said. "๐——๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ธ ๐—ณ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐˜†๐˜๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ฒ." Leandrea uttered absentmindedly. "๐—ฌ๐—ฒ๐˜€! ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜'๐˜€ ๐—ถ๐˜." Xyryx enthusiastically agreed. "๐—–๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜'๐˜€ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜." he said that made everyone at ease and both Ashe and Leandrea started striking different poses that they thought would suit the new concept.

Everyone is surprised by the still enthusiastic photographer. It is so uncharacteristically for Xyryx to still be enthusiastic after the stylists messed up the wardrobe for his concepts. And even though a photoshoot like this usually takes the whole day, he gets cranky after the break of dusk. That is why seeing the photographer alive and far from being his cranky self is such a miracle to the whole crew and Leandrea knew this although Ashe is oblivious for he only got to work with the said photographer now.

It did not take too long after the impromptu concept to finish. Leandrea is now back in her waiting room preparing for the last of the concepts for the day's photoshoot. She was made to wear a chain embellished halter neck slim fit black cropped tank top paired with denim slim fit shorts over a diamond fishnet tights finished with a pair of black combat boots. Her makeup is almost the same as the previous one but with a more subtle colour of bronze that completely contrasts the thick bold winged eyeliner she is wearing. Her lipstick was also changed from matte black to a matte lavender grey one. Her hair is back to its loose waves but was still let down.

After checking herself in the mirror she went out to where the last shoot would be. She only saw the photographer and other staff but Ashe is yet to come out of his waiting room. She is already anticipating their talk after this shoot. She is both nervous and determined to know everything Ashe will tell her.

A few minutes went by and Ashe arrived wearing only slim fit leather pants and combat boots, dishevelled hair and a mesh tank top held in his right hand. He looks good to say the least and even Leandrea cannot ignore that fact. His body is muscled but not disgustingly so. Washboard abs that look well earned. He ran to where Leandrea is standing by the backdrop and stood by her looking down and nervously rubbing at his nape.

He leaned down to reach her ears. "๐——๐—ผ ๐—œ ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ธ ๐—ผ๐—ธ๐—ฎ๐˜†?" he whispered. Shivers ran down the latter's spine which made her stumble back. She looked at him curious and clearly intrigued. "๐—ข๐—ธ๐—ฎ๐˜†?" she asked. Ashe turned his body fully towards her facing his back to the rest of the crew. "๐—ฌ๐—ฒ๐˜€. ๐—™๐˜‚๐—ฐ๐—ธ. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐˜€๐˜ ๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—œ'๐—บ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ณ ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐˜† ๐˜๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ป. ๐—œ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—ป'๐˜ ๐—ธ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜„ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ธ, ๐—ผ๐—ธ๐—ฎ๐˜†? ๐—œ๐˜'๐˜€ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—น ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐˜‚๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ณ ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—บ๐˜† ๐˜๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ป ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—œ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—ป'๐˜ ๐—ธ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜„ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ." he said, frustrated, shy, and nervous all at once. Leandrea looked behind him and observed the crew's reactions before turning her attention back to the nervous male in front of her.

"๐—Ÿ๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ธ, ๐—”๐˜€๐—ต๐—ฒ. ๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ฝ๐—ต๐˜†๐˜€๐—ถ๐—พ๐˜‚๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—œ'๐—บ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—น๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ท๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ ๐—ถ๐˜. ๐—Ÿ๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ธ ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฑ. ๐—˜๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜†๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐˜„๐—ฒ ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚. ๐—”๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ถ๐—ณ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐˜† ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ป'๐˜, ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—ป'๐˜ ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐—ณ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐˜ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚. ๐—ช๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐˜๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ผ ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐˜๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ธ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ณ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ผ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ธ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚. ๐—•๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜. ๐— ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฐ๐—ต ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ฝ๐—ต๐˜†๐˜€๐—ถ๐—พ๐˜‚๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฎ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜€ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ฝ๐˜." she said gently. Ashe took a deep breath before straightening his back. He looked around still conscious and definitely unconsciously rubbing his nape again. "๐—–๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ป. ๐—Ÿ๐—ฒ๐˜'๐˜€ ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐˜€๐—ผ ๐˜„๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น ๐—ด๐—ผ ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—น๐˜†." she added with a gentle smile. She reached for his other hand and tugged him in front of the backdrop.

Xyryx clapped his hands. Seems like he finished checking the previous shoots. "๐—”๐˜€๐—ต๐—ฒ, ๐˜€๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐—ถ๐˜ ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฑ. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐˜๐—ต ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚, ๐—ท๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฝ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ฎ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—น๐—ฑ ๐—ฒ๐˜…๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป. ๐—ฆ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐—ฑ๐˜† ๐—ฝ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฒ๐—ณ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐˜." Xyryx instructed. The fan by the right side was turned on and the tank top that was spread on Ashe's body dances along the wind that the fan produces. Leandrea noticed the slight shiver Ashe felt because of the cold air and gave him an encouraging smile. "๐—œ'๐—น๐—น ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜๐˜€. ๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐˜๐˜„๐—ผ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ฒ." Xyryx announced after a few changes.

Leif, who was mostly standing by the corner since the start of the shoot, is nodding. He noticed the chemistry between the two. He knew the two of them would reach far if they were together than they were alone. It was not just the way the two of them look good together in the photos, it was because of the aura of them together that made him think that way. They both look dangerous yet they are both really gentle. He mentally took a note of pairing the two again in the future projects.

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