Chapter 41
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As a man, he couldn't help but feel lust at the woman under the camera lens. She's damn hot. She's oozing with sex appeal and definitely pulled well the character she's playing. He could help but admire her more.
As he stared at her, he couldn't hide the thoughts that he want to pin her down and devour her entirely.
He's feeling hot all over. He glanced over the males inside the studio but it only added to his frustration because he had seen them gawking at his fiancé. He wanted to claim ownership but he can't. He doesn't have the right to do so. Even though they were engaged, they were still not so familiar with each other. He wanted to dug those eyes that staring at her hungrily. He wanted to hide her in a place where only he can have access. He don't want to share her with the entire world if possible. But, those thoughts were his own selfishness. He still wanted her to soar higher and reach every possible milestone in her career.
These mixed feelings were proof that he ended his celibate life. He was having a life with platonic relationships. All was bland and tasteless. Unexciting and he can't call it serious relationships.
What he is feeling at the moment is a proof that he is still can be attracted to opposite sex. He can't believe that Misha turned his fire on. He must do well on courting her is what he instantly thought. He wanted to claim his rights with her. He wanted to brag to the entire world that she is his woman. The one and only woman who moved her. The woman who made his senses sharper than before.
These inner thoughts hindered him as he worked so he stopped. He's been staring at her intently. It was as if, he's gonna rip the cloths off from her voluptuous body. He couldn't take his eyes off from her and that made her conscious. She couldn't focus well because of the way he stared at her.
Those lusting eyes that glued on her made her hot. She didn't know why but the way Lyndon gazes at her had lust on them and she can clearly feel it. It was as if, she's been roasted in an oven or grilled over.
She felt uncomfortable and messed up her pace during the photoshoot. She requested a time off to calm her senses down. She purposely sat beside him and asked, "Is there something wrong? Why do you keep staring at me?"
"I don't know either. It's just that, I can't take my eyes off from you. I tried to avert my gaze but I'm really sorry.. I couldn't do it." he said hanging his head down. What he said was the truth. He couldn't deny the attraction. He couldn't resist the temptation. He didn't want to lie about what he truly feels so he blurted it out to her like confessing his inner thoughts to her.
Misha on the other hand, could only blush hardly of what he told her. She immdiately lowered her head when he looked at her with an unwavering stare. It penetrated down to her soul. She felt like she was bare in front of him. She bit her lower lip out of embarrassment and mixed feelings. She was glad that they are the only ones occupied that specific corner or she would really faint out of embarrassment.
How can he say something so embarrassing nonchalantly?
Is he not embarassed at all?
For all these questions Misha had in her mind, Lyndon however was really so embarassed but he definitely won't show it to her. Over his drop dead gorgeous sexy body.
Ha!
It was one of the secret he would carry to his deathbed.
The photographer called her and asked if she's okay to give it one more shot. She immediately okayed and got in to the character again. Well, she tried but Lyndon's confession made her blush every time she recalled it. She can't help it. It was like her brain having a defective remote control and automatically pressed the rewind button.
It escalated to the point where Brandon walked out from the studio not minding he's only wearing a boxer on him. He's fuming with anger because he felt Misha was so unprofessional. Every time he looked at her with a blush on her face, he could only twitch the corners of his mouth.
The main reason why she was having a hard time was because of the man she brought her along.
He confronted the man.
He was wearing thick nerdy glasses with a long trench coat. It was even patched and he wore ripped jeans and a shirt. He looked like a bum but when you looked at him more, he was wearing a high end pieces. It's just that he looked untidy. No one would believe that it was Lyndon Lincoln, the most famous bachelor. If not one would notice that he's carrying a netbook, one would really thought that he is a beggar.
"What have you done to her? he asked angrily. He couldn't be more delayed than he is right now. He had important client meeting later.
"Nothing. We were just conversing. Is there something wrong?" he asked innocently. 'Ohh… Brandon Feine. It's been a long time! How dare you court my woman before!' he sneered in his mind.
Brandon was fuming mad and walked out. He felt like he was talking to an idiot.
How dare he!
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As a man, he couldn't help but feel lust at the woman under the camera lens. She's damn hot. She's oozing with sex appeal and definitely pulled well the character she's playing. He could help but admire her more.
As he stared at her, he couldn't hide the thoughts that he want to pin her down and devour her entirely.
He's feeling hot all over. He glanced over the males inside the studio but it only added to his frustration because he had seen them gawking at his fiancé. He wanted to claim ownership but he can't. He doesn't have the right to do so. Even though they were engaged, they were still not so familiar with each other. He wanted to dug those eyes that staring at her hungrily. He wanted to hide her in a place where only he can have access. He don't want to share her with the entire world if possible. But, those thoughts were his own selfishness. He still wanted her to soar higher and reach every possible milestone in her career.
These mixed feelings were proof that he ended his celibate life. He was having a life with platonic relationships. All was bland and tasteless. Unexciting and he can't call it serious relationships.
What he is feeling at the moment is a proof that he is still can be attracted to opposite sex. He can't believe that Misha turned his fire on. He must do well on courting her is what he instantly thought. He wanted to claim his rights with her. He wanted to brag to the entire world that she is his woman. The one and only woman who moved her. The woman who made his senses sharper than before.
These inner thoughts hindered him as he worked so he stopped. He's been staring at her intently. It was as if, he's gonna rip the cloths off from her voluptuous body. He couldn't take his eyes off from her and that made her conscious. She couldn't focus well because of the way he stared at her.
Those lusting eyes that glued on her made her hot. She didn't know why but the way Lyndon gazes at her had lust on them and she can clearly feel it. It was as if, she's been roasted in an oven or grilled over.
She felt uncomfortable and messed up her pace during the photoshoot. She requested a time off to calm her senses down. She purposely sat beside him and asked, "Is there something wrong? Why do you keep staring at me?"
"I don't know either. It's just that, I can't take my eyes off from you. I tried to avert my gaze but I'm really sorry.. I couldn't do it." he said hanging his head down. What he said was the truth. He couldn't deny the attraction. He couldn't resist the temptation. He didn't want to lie about what he truly feels so he blurted it out to her like confessing his inner thoughts to her.
Misha on the other hand, could only blush hardly of what he told her. She immdiately lowered her head when he looked at her with an unwavering stare. It penetrated down to her soul. She felt like she was bare in front of him. She bit her lower lip out of embarrassment and mixed feelings. She was glad that they are the only ones occupied that specific corner or she would really faint out of embarrassment.
How can he say something so embarrassing nonchalantly?
Is he not embarassed at all?
For all these questions Misha had in her mind, Lyndon however was really so embarassed but he definitely won't show it to her. Over his drop dead gorgeous sexy body.
Ha!
It was one of the secret he would carry to his deathbed.
The photographer called her and asked if she's okay to give it one more shot. She immediately okayed and got in to the character again. Well, she tried but Lyndon's confession made her blush every time she recalled it. She can't help it. It was like her brain having a defective remote control and automatically pressed the rewind button.
It escalated to the point where Brandon walked out from the studio not minding he's only wearing a boxer on him. He's fuming with anger because he felt Misha was so unprofessional. Every time he looked at her with a blush on her face, he could only twitch the corners of his mouth.
The main reason why she was having a hard time was because of the man she brought her along.
He confronted the man.
He was wearing thick nerdy glasses with a long trench coat. It was even patched and he wore ripped jeans and a shirt. He looked like a bum but when you looked at him more, he was wearing a high end pieces. It's just that he looked untidy. No one would believe that it was Lyndon Lincoln, the most famous bachelor. If not one would notice that he's carrying a netbook, one would really thought that he is a beggar.
"What have you done to her? he asked angrily. He couldn't be more delayed than he is right now. He had important client meeting later.
"Nothing. We were just conversing. Is there something wrong?" he asked innocently. 'Ohh… Brandon Feine. It's been a long time! How dare you court my woman before!' he sneered in his mind.
Brandon was fuming mad and walked out. He felt like he was talking to an idiot.
How dare he!
As a man, he couldn't help but feel lust at the woman under the camera lens. She's damn hot. She's oozing with sex appeal and definitely pulled well the character she's playing. He could help but admire her more.As he stared at her, he couldn't hide the thoughts that he want to pin her down and devour her entirely.He's feeling hot all over. He glanced over the males inside the studio but it only added to his frustration because he had seen them gawking at his fianc. He wanted to claim ownership but he can't. He doesn't have the right to do so. Even though they were engaged, they were still not so familiar with each other. He wanted to dug those eyes that staring at her hungrily. He wanted to hide her in a place where only he can have access. He don't want to share her with the entire world if possible. But, those thoughts were his own selfishness. He still wanted her to soar higher and reach every possible milestone in her career.These mixed feelings were proof that he ended his celibate life. He was having a life with platonic relationships. All was bland and tasteless. Unexciting and he can't call it serious relationships.What he is feeling at the moment is a proof that he is still can be attracted to opposite sex. He can't believe that Misha turned his fire on. He must do well on courting her is what he instantly thought. He wanted to claim his rights with her. He wanted to brag to the entire world that she is his woman. The one and only woman who moved her. The woman who made his senses sharper than before.These inner thoughts hindered him as he worked so he stopped. He's been staring at her intently. It was as if, he's gonna rip the cloths off from her voluptuous body. He couldn't take his eyes off from her and that made her conscious. She couldn't focus well because of the way he stared at her.Those lusting eyes that glued on her made her hot. She didn't know why but the way Lyndon gazes at her had lust on them and she can clearly feel it. It was as if, she's been roasted in an oven or grilled over.She felt uncomfortable and messed up her pace during the photoshoot. She requested a time off to calm her senses down. She purposely sat beside him and asked, "Is there something wrong? Why do you keep staring at me?""I don't know either. It's just that, I can't take my eyes off from you. I tried to avert my gaze but I'm really sorry.. I couldn't do it." he said hanging his head down. What he said was the truth. He couldn't deny the attraction. He couldn't resist the temptation. He didn't want to lie about what he truly feels so he blurted it out to her like confessing his inner thoughts to her.Misha on the other hand, could only blush hardly of what he told her. She immdiately lowered her head when he looked at her with an unwavering stare. It penetrated down to her soul. She felt like she was bare in front of him. She bit her lower lip out of embarrassment and mixed feelings. She was glad that they are the only ones occupied that specific corner or she would really faint out of embarrassment.How can he say something so embarrassing nonchalantly?Is he not embarassed at all?For all these questions Misha had in her mind, Lyndon however was really so embarassed but he definitely won't show it to her. Over his drop dead gorgeous sexy body.Ha!It was one of the secret he would carry to his deathbed.The photographer called her and asked if she's okay to give it one more shot. She immediately okayed and got in to the character again. Well, she tried but Lyndon's confession made her blush every time she recalled it. She can't help it. It was like her brain having a defective remote control and automatically pressed the rewind button.It escalated to the point where Brandon walked out from the studio not minding he's only wearing a boxer on him. He's fuming with anger because he felt Misha was so unprofessional. Every time he looked at her with a blush on her face, he could only twitch the corners of his mouth.The main reason why she was having a hard time was because of the man she brought her along.He confronted the man.He was wearing thick nerdy glasses with a long trench coat. It was even patched and he wore ripped jeans and a shirt. He looked like a bum but when you looked at him more, he was wearing a high end pieces. It's just that he looked untidy. No one would believe that it was Lyndon Lincoln, the most famous bachelor. If not one would notice that he's carrying a netbook, one would really thought that he is a beggar."What have you done to her? he asked angrily. He couldn't be more delayed than he is right now. He had important client meeting later."Nothing. We were just conversing. Is there something wrong?" he asked innocently. 'Ohh Brandon Feine. It's been a long time! How dare you court my woman before!' he sneered in his mind.Brandon was fuming mad and walked out. He felt like he was talking to an idiot.How dare he!
