[ Rain ]Two days quickly passed in the preparation of the competition. My nerves have been high as I feel very small against world famous and award winning photographers. I had zero experience in the field. I bet that people wouldn't spare a glance at my pictures are are going to be displayed among the new release of the year, in short among new bees."Can't you sit straight for a minute?" Candace glare hard at me as she is trying to put make up on my face much against my wish. I want to keep it neutral but she opposed my idea. According to her, I must look like a regal lady, a page 3 model who should make her presence acknowledged by everyone. According to her, a strong personality, an elegant feminine beauty to lure everyone around here.She made me wear a black, tight fitted dress which ends just below my knees and have a low neck. It has a heart shaped neckline with no straps. The drass caught my eyes but it's not my style, it's way out of my comfort zone but Candace thinks I ha
[ Rain ]The amount of praises that I have been receiving from the admirers of art and other visitors, boost my confidence. I feel less worked up and opened up more to everyone who congratulated me on my works.My family has also been with me, introducing me to more people and also applauding for me but again, the void isn't gone. My eyes hopelessly search for a familiar face in the crowd thinking a miracle would happen and he'd be here on my big day."Hey, Rain, come here. There's a group of Amazon tribal who want to meet you as you took their picure when they were fishing in the river." Candace drags me to a group of people who seems very happy. It's visible in their eyes."I shot the photo five years ago, Candy. I was there with my Dad on his business friend's anniversary party. I took it when we're traveling through the boat. I don't think it's that much special." I tell her.One of the elderly man comes forward and pats my head. He's saying something in his local language which I
[ Rain ]"Mrs. Blackwood, it's your turn. We want to know what is your inspiration behind such great work at such young age." The anchor's voice brings me back in the present.I reluctantly tear my eyes away from Nicholas which I still think is a dream. He can't be here. He made it clear two days ago. I give a last glance at him whose eyes are fixed on me. It's hard to tell what he is feeling right now but my heart is ready to jump out of my rib cage.He hands me the microphone. Goosebumps erupt on my skin as I feel everyone's attention solely on me."Hello everyone, I don't know what to say right now. In fact, I wasn't prepared to stand here, share my thoughts because right now, I am an emotional mess. Please pardon me." I blink my tears, a low laugh waves through the audience."Everyone has something or someone as their inspiration and in my case, I have both. My photography passion developed when my grandfather's collection of vintage cameras and the photos he used to capture durin
[ Rain ]"You're here?" He asks me still in his daze."Yes, I am here." I reply with confidence.We stare at each other for god knows how long. We exchange our emotions through our eyes.Suddenly I push him inside and kicks the door close behind us. Call it the effect of multiple shots I gulped during the party or the instincts of my heart which force me to act in this way. I may regret it later. Heck, I'm going to regret a hell but I want to live in the present moment.The room is dimly lit which gives me only the shadow of his handsomely face but I can feel his increased heartbeats."Rain, are you drunk?" He asks me."May be, I am but does it matter?" I ask as I rub my hands on his naked chest."Rain, stop." He grabs my hand and hold it firmly.My heart sinks at his rejection."Don't make me regret my decision to come here only for you, Nick. I want to be with you." I whisper leaning on his chest, to feel him and his touch."You're not in your senses." He shakes his head dismissivel
[ Rain ]I trace the perfect curves on his chest with the tip of my fingers, brushing them with edge so he can feel the tingles the way I feel. His eyes slowly close and his breathing become erratic with the motion of my hands southwards. I play with the knot of towel which hungs dangerously low on his waist.I know it's a fatal game but I've crossed the first stage. Sweat beads begin to form on my skin, the low temperature of A.C doesn't help. The growing hardness beneath the thick fabric is my conquest. I can make him hard only by my touch.A smirk plays on my lips. I take the advantage of his closed and get rid off my lacy panties.With a deep breath, I slowly untie the knot and free his masculine pride from the barriers. He hiss as the cold air hits his hardened member. I hesitate for a second before wrapping my shaking hand around his soft, velvety thickness which is hot and throbbing."Fuck Rain!" He growls and places his hand over mine and begin to stroke himself.He feels so g
[ Nicholas ]I am staring at sleeping Rain for God knows how long. Her face looks serene. She's a divine beauty without any layer of make up but the faint dark circles under her eyes are the proof of her sleepless nights.I know she has been straining herself since we drew apart. There's an invisible rift between us which we both don't want to fill but last night I have realized something.I can't let her go. I know her plans of moving out of the city and perhaps divorce me but it goes in both ways. She needs my consent and I won't ever let that happen.She's a good friend and a person with whom I can share anything without any hesitation. For last one month, I kept fighting myself. My brain warned me to suspect her as she might be a part of the conspiracy but she proved me wrong. I dug deeper in her past but I found nothing which increased my guilty day by day.The last night's events keep playing in my head. She was totally different person. I admit I liked this side of her and now
[ Rain ]The day we returned from Boston went by quickly as I slept till the evening. It was Elle who woke me up to have my dinner but I preferred to eat in my room. My encounter with Roselie wasn't good. It actually spoiled my mood and speaking of Nicholas, well I haven't seen him after we arrived at our house and I don't think about it as I have been busy receiving wishes from everyone and reading articles online. Roselie was right about it. I actually made a name for myself but I also know that this fame may be temporal if I do not work hard to maintain it.A knock on my door forces me to shut my laptop and climb down from my couch to open the door. It's lunch time I guess it's Elle or one of the maids to call me but I am left surprised when I find Nicholas at my doorstep."Yo..you?" I blink my eyes a several time to believe on whom my poor eyes are seeing."I think it's me, Nicholas. Do you know someone else who looks like me?" He responds sarcastically."No, I didn't mean it in t
[ Rain ]I can feel my palms getting sweaty as the moment comes nearer. The ticking of old Victorian clock increases my heartbeats.The interview.I haven't done something like this in public. I have always been a under dog, shy girl who prefers to stay behind curtains but now, I've to face the real world where I belong. There's no running away. I am not only the daughter of a rich man but also a wife of a richer businessman. Now I have to play the stereotypical role which includes giving fake gestures of love and propagate my everlasting support to my husband."May I come in, little sis?" Roselie's sweet voice rings in my ear. I first glance at the dresses hung elegantly in my closet and then at my waiting sister."Come in." I sigh, I hate to do it but I have to take her help as I refused taking the help of professionals. I brought it upon myself and now I must face the consequences of my stupidity.She merrily walks in my closet and eyes my vast collection of dresses and footwears w