207 CH 206: Unravelling a Treasure Chest

Eve faced herself in the vanity mirror. The lights illuminated on her fair face, exposing every texture on it—from her natural skin, the liquid makeup and the powder ones. She closed her eyes and let the artist add a pair of false eyelashes.

A bit of sweat coated her forehead.

And it didn't come from the lights alone.

"Can I see what she'd be wearing for this shoot?" Ambryan asked from another spot in the room. His tall and broad frame easily radiated a domineering presence. The provided space was a small one and cramped things.

Eve flinched, already imagining a sullen expression on his face.

The stylist jumped at his sudden question. She rummaged through the rack and held up a pair of skin tone leotards. The fabric was highly elastic and clung to the skin. It had a tube top and ended in a pair of shorts. 

Ambryan took one look at it and said, "She won't be wearing it."