Chapter 69
Liavenne was bustling with energy as they were about to shoot a fashion ad, with the lead model being Alice Sandalwood, a B-list celebrity who, due to some background dealings, was given the opportunity. Damien didn’t really care if she was an A-list celebrity or a D-list celebrity, all he cared about was that the models would be able to convey the feeling he wanted: seduction and yet innocence, two contrasting themes, ones that even top models might find hard to express. Damien was promoting his new collection titled Reverie.
Amelia, as his dutiful assistant, stood ever quietly beside him as he dished out orders sternly.
The photographers stood with their cameras, taking shots while Alice lay on a bed filled with roses. However, these roses still had their thorns, or at least, that’s what it was meant to look like. She wore a long, flowy chiffon dress that did little to cover what was underneath, its ends adorned with distorted rose petal designs. Her ginger hair was splayed over the bed.
"You are playing the part of a seductress well, but you also need to show that innocence."
Alice nodded and posed again, picking up a rose and placing it on her lips.
"That’s good," Damien said, and the lights began to flash.
Once the photoshoot was done, Alice turned to Damien, her eyes lit up as if waiting for his approval but she saw him whispering in Amelia’s ear, and Amelia smiling brightly.
Alice frowned. She had done everything and anything to get Damien’s attention, but he barely even spared her a glance. Yet here he was, with another woman.
She bit her lip in anger, almost breaking the skin. Her assistant, who was beside her, came with a water bottle, snapping her out of her thoughts. "Here is the cold water you requested."
Alice barely spared her a glance, muttering, "Keep it," before taking a step forward, adjusting the sheer fabric of her dress as she approached Damien and Amelia. Her lips curled into a sweet smile.
"What are you two whispering about?" she asked, tilting her head slightly.