Fenella’s POVWithout realizing it, time passed quickly as we stood in line to buy pizza and placed an order for delivery to Dave and Rowan's home—a small surprise gift for them. The sky stretched clear without a cloud in sight, with the midday sun shining brightly in early November.Lunchtime had begun, and most people were enjoying their packed lunches at the wooden tables. Laird and I chose to sit under a shady tree without a mat, letting the grassy ground serve as a comfortable cushion.I was nestled in Laird's embrace while we playfully fed each other pizza with affectionate giggles. From a distance, I noticed several young children starting to arrive at the small baseball field in front of us, filled with enthusiasm in their baseball uniforms."Hey, look. They're the Little League team." I looped my arm around Laird's."Yup. Brings back memories," he said, his gaze drifting over the scene in front of us."Yeah, Laird. You used to be so dedicated to playing baseball. Do you remem
Fenella’s POVI still remained silent, refusing to answer. My heart was beating fast. Laird's interrogation that forced me to answer was something I didn't like.If he saw my facial expression, I knew he could easily guess my answer. Therefore, even though Laird kept asking, I still covered my face with my knees."Hey, are you going to accept him?" Again and again, he forced me to answer.His taunting eventually disturbed me. I'm impatient and easily triggered by emotions. So, his voice, the way he manipulated words to persuade me, and his mischievous fingers twisting my loose hair now make me even more annoyed."Stop it," I said irritably."Tell me," he continued to persuade me."Stop! I'm going to reject him!" Finally, my emotions exploded, and I exclaimed in frustration."I've answered. Are you satisfied?" I glared at him, expressing my frustration.He simply remained silent. It seemed he was surprised by my answer. Laird's eyelids blinked, then he stared at me intently. Yes, I kne
Fenella’s POVOn November 10th, it was Laird's birthday. Of course, we celebrated it together. Laird had already reserved a table at a famous restaurant known for its intimate ambiance and live jazz music.Laird said he would be arriving soon to pick me up, so I didn't want to keep him waiting too long. With my hair neatly tied up, wearing a black bolero jacket with floral patterns, a sleeveless knee-length black midi dress, and ankle-high boots of the same color, I stood frozen on the sidewalk in front of the apartment."OMG!"My mouth dropped wide open, and I immediately covered it with both hands. I held my breath, eyes wide. A red hatchback car with a license plate I knew very well pulled up in front of me.The car I knew so well and had desired since last month. Yes, the same red car that I drove crashed into the park's fence late at night. Laird stepped out of the car with a broad smile."OMG, Laird!" I held back a scream with a wide grin."Yup, I know," he said, nodding and app
Fenella’s POV"Well, Fenella, dear, please sign here." Jessy handed over a folder containing job contract documents.My mouth dropped open as I looked at the stack of documents he placed on the table. I had just finished a magazine cover shoot and decided to take a short break in the café outside the studio with Jessy. After this, I still had another appointment later in the afternoon for a small promotional video shoot on social media.I was sure the list of projects I signed last month hadn't been completed yet, and now I was signing another stack of new project contracts. Wasn't I incredibly lucky?"This many more?" I asked incredulously."Yes, isn't it great? You should know Alan really went all out to promote you to all the agencies and producers." Jessy waved both his hands and emphasized each word, making sure I knew it was all real."Wow, it really feels like being the main model at an agency is starting to make a difference," I said as I began to open one contract title after
Fenella’s POV"So, I was going to be busy with a packed schedule until February next year," I said before biting a grape, its juice staining my fingers."Wow, that's fantastic. Are you really going to carry the title of supermodel now?" Laird asked as he peeled and sliced an apple with skillful knife cuts."Well, I have to finish all the projects properly before earning that title," I replied before popping the remaining grapes into my mouth."Hm, so does that mean you'll be crowned as a supermodel in February?" He asked with a lopsided smile, placing the knife safely on the table."Not automatically. Seriously, you know it takes patience and extra work to truly be branded a supermodel," I chuckled."For me, you're automatically a supermodel in my eyes," he said, reaching for my grape-stained hand and bringing my fingers to his mouth. Laird sucked dry all the red liquid from my fingers."You're quite skilled at seduction behind closed doors," I said with a gleeful smile, letting him w
Fenella’s POVThe sweet and tangy taste of the grape immediately filled my palate. Half of it dropped red juice from my lips to my chin. Drop by drop, it stained my skin down to my groin.I still held the gaping grape in my hand and brought it to my neck. I applied the grape piece to the base of my neck and then slowly down to my breasts. I did all of this while my eyes remained fixed on Laird's eyes, burning with desire.Intentionally, my fingers squeezed the grape onto my left nipple. The juice immediately reddened and moistened my areola. Not stopping there, I also applied the fruit to my right nipple."I'm very hungry now," he growled, licking his lips."How about it? Do you feel wild enough to venture to Mexico with me?" I asked, then slid the grape down to the inside of my thong."I think I need a tester first. I don't want to get stuck there without getting a proper reward," he said as he leaned forward."Uh huh. I'm sure after tasting the tester, you will immediately buy everyt
Fenella’s POVI sat on the plane next to Jessy. We weren't too far from the cockpit, but we were still seated in the economy class section. To my left was one of the female models from Gene, while on my aisle side was Jessy.The plane was still preparing for takeoff, but Jessy seemed restless. I figured he might need to use the restroom urgently, so I gave him some privacy in his agitation. Seriously, he kept looking back multiple times, his legs shifting uncomfortably, and I had to pretend to adjust the music on the screen in front of me."Fenella," Jessy called out."Finally. Yes, Jessy, dear?""Um, can I switch seats to sit next to Mike? I'll convince Alan to move to this seat if you don't mind," he wh
Fenella’s POVSince arriving in Mexico City on Friday afternoon, our schedule has been packed to the brim. We checked in to the hotel immediately to drop off our luggage. I had booked an extra hotel room for a future vacation with Laird and Jessy, opting to pay for the additional room myself.After that, we headed straight to Jemima Hors' studio for a fitting. This was followed by a pre-party dinner, rehearsal, and early morning preparations for the photoshoot before the runway show began.Despite the whirlwind pace, I loved every moment of it. In fact, Jemima herself appreciated my work ethic and performance during my time in Mexico. She truly valued me as the lead model."Okay, next up."The stage manager signaled for me to walk out onto the runway. With practice and careful preparation, I smoothly strutted on the runway. I changed outfits three times as planned, and everything went off without a hitch."Fenella, come accompany me to the stage," Jemima said to me."Yes, of course."