It was one of those days again, but today they'd be doing the photoshoot. Silvia and Davian were at the dressing room getting ready with the help of some of the fashion designer's staffs.
They soon came out. Davian was in a black tuxedo looking as sexy as ever, his hair gelled neatly backwards with only some few strands of hair falling towards his forehead.
Silvia was on a sequin gold gown, it was heart shaped at the bust, handless and backless. She matched it with a pair of matching earrings, necklace and shoes. Her long black hair falling beautifully downwards unto her shoulders towards her back.
"Wow, beautiful. You couple my dears, are the most gorgeous I've met so far," one of the photographer gushed over them.
"Gorgeous is an understatement," another, who was a woman, said. They were three photographers, two men and one woman.
"Okay, for the first photos...uhm, I'll need both of you to come close, hold each other by sides as you stare at us," the third, who was a man, went straight to business.
"Yeah, yeah...hold her waist Mr. Randell," the female photographer said. Davian stared at Silvia before she felt his large arm wrap around her waist in a firm but gentle grip.
"Ms. Reyes, hold his shoulder from the back..." the other photographer trailed off as he assisted in Silvia's posing.
They were done with the posing and so the photographers started taking pictures of them from all angles.
"Nice," one of them said.
"You may rest your head on his shoulder, Ms. Silvia," he added, and she did just that.
Another round of photos were taken;
"Okay, now stare at each other's eyes with all the love in the world," the woman photographer beamed. They did that, their eyes met as they stared at each other.
The photographers continued.
"Smile please," one of them commented.
"Yeah, please you guys are kinda stiff...relax." another added.
They forced a genuine smile at each other and tried to relax. This was the first time Davian was doing a photoshoot like a model, he was a little uncomfortable.
It wasn't Silvia's first time, she just feels a little off today about being this close to Davian and he holding her this close. But it was her idea anyways.
Then finished with this attire and changed into another. This time, it was a navy blue suit for Davian and a white mermaid gown for Silvia, which was off shoulder. But it was all equally ravishing.
Silvia sat on a beautiful arm chair, which was nicely designed and made of fine wood. Davian hovered above her from behind, his hands spread on the arms of the chair and he leaned in a little.
The photographers did their jobs. Davian was again instructed to stand by the side and hold the headrest of the chair. He did so and another round of photos were taken.
"Wow, your auras right now is like that of a domineering power couple," one of the photographers complimented.
They changed positions again with Davian now sitting on the chair, Silvia stood as she held his shoulder.
"Okay, okay...now sit on your fiancée's laps, Ms. Reyes," the photographers instructed as they finished taking photos of that pose.
Silvia glanced at Davian, she slowly and reluctantly sat on his laps, her heart skipped a beat when he held her waist possessively to bring her closer.
"Good, Mr. Randell...beautiful. Please crossed your hand on his shoulders," one of the photographer requested.
She placed her hand across his shoulders, they smiled at the camera as the photos were taken.
They did another change of attire, Silvia wore a simple gown that cling unto her body. It was peach in color and stopped right before her knees. Davian wore a white shirt and trousers.
This time, it was a nice comfy white couch that was on the white background. They adjusted the lights and got back to business again. Silvia and Davian were asked to sit on the couch.
"Please, Ms. Reyes sit leaning a little bit to the edge...uh, as if in a lying posture," one of the man suggested.
"Yes and Mr. Randell lean at her, you know. You guys are in your moment, don't kiss but just act as if you want to kiss and make out with her," the woman explained.
"Huh?" the duo responded.
"Yes, don't you guys get all lovey dovey sometimes? I'm not asking you guys to kiss or make out or something, besides you guys must do it all the time, don't you?" the woman stated.
"Yes, Just act it this time, it will be really eye-catching," one of the man added.
"Yes. Very." the other agreed.
Silvia leaned unto the edge of the couch as instructed. She felt Davian's knee in between her legs as he hovered above her. His hand on the arm of the couch as he leaned in.
"Is this good?" Davian asked, but his eyes focused on Silvia's.
"Lean further a little," they said and he leaned more, the tip of their noses almost touching.
"A little more," the woman added and Davian's lips brushed on Silvia's as he leaned more.
He immediately retracted a Little.
"Sorry," she heard him whisper to her.
She pursed her lips, why was he sorry? She didn't feel sorry about it at all.
"Perfect, just perfect," the photographers voiced in unison and began to have their fill of photos.
"Okay, change your attires for the last shoot and let's take ten after before we resume," the woman announced.
They changed again and were flabbergasted at what they were asked to wear next. They were asked to wear just white towel robes with just their underwear beneath. These naughty photographers!
"Is this necessary?" Davian asked Silvia when he came out of the dressing room. Silvia was out of hers too and was sipping on a glass of red wine.
She smiled, it was kinda funny. Their hairs were made damp;
"Yes," she replied.
"Have some grapes?" she offered and he plucked some few into his mouth. Silvia smiled as he chewed. He was unbelievably so cute at times.
"What do you think of the invitation cards?" she showed him two invitation cards. One for the wedding, the other for the engagement.
"They look great," he said.
"I know," she replied not tearing her gaze from the cards one bit.
"Is...is your mom ready? To meet my parents?" she asked.
He just stared at her. The dinner would be happening sooner than the engagement party.
"She will be," he assured.
***
The next day, they drove to the fashion house. Their wedding dresses were ready and they were going for the fitting.
They got there in no time, they walked into the building and Ms. Strowman welcomed them again. They didn't waste anytime and started the fitting of the clothes immediately.
It was perfect!
"Wow, you are both gorgeous," Natasha gushed.
"You deserve to be pronounced the king and the queen of Asteria," she added and everyone present shared a small laugh.
"Your wedding day will be unforgettable I can tell already," Ashton continued.
They put off the clothes.
"We'll be taking our leaves now," Silvia announced.
"Okay, I'll see you out," Natasha said.
They walked out of the building and got into their car.
"Thank you very much once again and drive safe," Natasha bid them good bye. She continued to stand until the car was out of sight.
"Should I take you home?" Davian asked, his eyes focused on the road as he drives. Silvia sat close to him.
"Where else?" she replied. He grinned as he glanced at her through the rear mirror.
"Isn't it too early to go home yet?" he continued to grin.
"You want us to hang out together more often, don't you? And...I do owe you an amusement park visit?" he added. He was bored, he wanted to cut himself some slacks.
"I really don't want to go," she whined. She was so tired, all she wanted was to sleep.
"C'mon, have you been to an amusement park before?" he asked and she eyed him.
"Which kid hasn't?" she replied.
"Well, have you been to it as an adult?" he mused and she chuckled.
"No, I don't think so," she responded.
"Okay then. Let's go, you'd love it," he replied.
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