As the morning sun pierced through the clouds, Mila and Anna found themselves on their way to the location of the photo shoot. Silence hung between them, each nursing a pounding headache from the previous night's indulgence in too much wine.
Pulling into a parking spot in front of the building, Mila turned to Anna with a determined gaze. "Listen, Anna. I will support you in any way I can but if I feel uncomfortable with the lingerie, they want me to wear, if it's too revealing, I won't do it. Got it?"
Anna nodded, her eyes filled with gratitude as she leaned forward to embrace her sister tightly. "I understand and thank you, Mila. I truly appreciate your support."
With renewed resolve, the twins stepped out of the car and walked side by side towards the building's entrance. Drawing much attention, every head turns as they walk past. As they reached the elevator, they exchange smiles before pressing the button for the top floor.
"You've got this Mila, "Anna whispered. "You're going to enjoy it, I just know it, remember how incredible you are in front of the camera. And hey, I made sure there's music playing, because I know how much you thrive when there's music. This is your moment to shine."
Mila let out a long, exasperated sigh. "I'll try my best Anna," As the elevator doors opened, Anna skipped out with a shout. "Yeah, Tokyo, here we are!"
Shaking her head, Mila caught up to her sister, "Anna, it's Singapore, not Tokyo. There's a huge difference between the two." She couldn't help but facepalm at the mix up.
Unfazed, Anna grinned confidently. "I bet you a hundred dollars this is Tokyo, and I'll proof it to you."
Their animated discussion caught the attention of a pair of photographers at a nearby table, busy with their cameras. Mila's eyes met one of theirs, and her heart skipped a beat when he smiled at her.
Meanwhile, Anna confidently approached the photographers and introduced herself. Hi, I'm Anna, and this is my sister Mila. Could you gentlemen please tell my sister that we're in Tokyo and not Singapore?"
The photographer on the left smirked at Anna, then turned to Mila with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. "This is Tokyo."
Mila tilted her head, furrowing her brows at him skeptically. Looking for support, she turned to the second photographer beside him only to be met with a shake of the head and laughter.
"Hey, I'm Phoenix!" the first one said with a dorky wink, pointing to the guy standing next to him. "And this is my partner in crime, Chad. And if I'm not mistaken, you are the two models we've been waiting for!"
Anna's eyes lit up with excitement. "Wow, your hair is so alive she explained Phoenix's wild hair.
Smirking, Phoenix replied, "Do you like it?"
Anna burst into giggles. "No, I don't like it, I love it!" Phoenix grinned even wider.
Meanwhile, Mila looked at Anna and Phoenix with one arched eyebrow, only to hear a familiar voice right behind her. "So, how have you been Mila? I didn't know you are a lingerie model," Chad said, his voice calm and smooth. Mila blushed, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance.
She turned around, folding her arms. "Hi Chad. I've been good, thank you. And I definitely didn't know you are a famous photographer, capturing women in lingerie," she replied, a hint of jealousy creeping into her voice.
Chad looked down and smile, but before he could say anything, Phoenix interrupted. "Wait! Do you two know each other?"
Mila sighed and rolled her eyes. " We met a while ago in a flight," she explained hastily, not wanting anyone to jump to wild conclusions.
Phoenix's eyes widened with curiosity. "So, this is the girl you can't stop talking about?" Wow, Chad, I can see why now. I, mean, just look at her sister. It's just..."
Chad cut him of swiftly, sensing danger. "Phoenix! Let's focus on the shoot, alright?"
Phoenix grinned sheepishly. "Right, right. Let's get to work.
"Well, you own me hundred bucks, Mila, hand it over." Anna said with a raised eyebrow.
Anna greedily held out her hand, and Mila retrieved the money from her purse, handing it over. As Anna sauntered off to their dressing room, Mila turned to Phoenix, arms folded and foot tapping impatiently.
"Alright, bro, pay up. You just cost me a hundred dollars," she declared, her outstretched hand waiting for the money.
Phoenix dug into his pocket and pulled out a handful of crumpled notes, shoving them into Mila's palm.
"What? Do you think I'm stupid?" Mila exclaimed, inspecting the cash. "This isn't enough, I know your currency mister!
Phoenix groaned dramatically, digging deep into his pocket, he triumphantly pulled out a wad of cash. "Here you go, Mila," he said, handing her the money. Mila's eyes widened in surprise, and she counted the bills, mouthing a heartfelt "thank you."
Both sisters stood in front of the camera, dressed in the most exquisite and alluring lingerie. Sensual moves accompanied by a seductive melody played in the background, captivating Chad and Phoenix attentions. Their mouths hung open in awe of the sight before them.
In a moment of distraction, Anna accidentally dropped the flowers she was holding. As she turned to pick it up, her butt faced Phoenix, he completely lost it and threw the camera in to Chads hands and stumbled towards Anna. Grasping her hand, he gently pulled her towards the dressing room, unable to resist his growing desire.
Mila watch in shock as they retreated, instinctively crossing her arms to cover herself. Chad chuckled, watching Phoenix impulsive move, and walked over to Mila. He effortlessly slipped off his black leather jacket and draped it around Mila's shoulders, pulling her into a possessive embrace.
'I missed you Mila," Chad whispered into her ear, planting a tender kiss on her forehead. He guided her towards a nearby table, his arm reassuringly around her shoulder.
Once they each had a steaming cup of coffee in hand, they settled on the white wooden boxes positioned by the window, usually reserved for display during shoots. The soft light spilled onto them, creating an atmosphere of intimacy amidst the chaos of the studio.
"So, wow Mila....I really had no idea you were a model too," Chad said, his voice filled with intrigue.
Mila blushed and brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "Well, I'm not actually, I just help Anna out sometimes when her agency requests it. But this is the first time I've done lingerie," she admitted, feeling a hint of nervousness. "But tell me what's up with Phoenix aren't you guys used to models and models that are half naked? Mila asks.
Chad couldn't take his eyes off her. "You don't understand, you and your sister are on a whole different level. You both have natural beauty. Look at you, hardly any makeup, and yet you radiate sensuality. I can't explain it, Mila, but there's something magnetic about you that draws me in. I'm not sure about Phoenix, but this is how I feel.... I like you Mila and it's driving me crazy you don't know me I don't do this, and it worries me," Chad shook his head and look down, he whispers, "with you, it's different."
Mila's eyes widened in surprise, her heart pounding in her chest. She had never expected Chad to be so transparent about his feelings. Before she could respond, Chad gently cupped her cheek, his touch sending electricity through her body. She kissed him back but refused him entering her mouth with his tongue, he bit her lower lip lightly, she moaned softly, he then took the opportunity and enter her mouth. Mila kissed him back, her emotions spilling over, her mind and body surrendering to the connection they shared. Their kiss was filled with passion and longing, sending a tingling sensation coursing through them.
They lost themselves in the enchantment of their embrace, their lips dancing together in perfect harmony. Time seemed to stand still as they explored the depths of their desires. Eventually, gasping for breath, they broke the kiss, their foreheads touching, trying to catch their breaths.
Chads voice trembled as he inhaled deeply. "Did you feel that?" he whispered, words full of wonder.
Mila nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. "Yes, I did. I've never felt anything like this before."
They both understood in that moment that what they had experienced was more than just attraction. It was something deeper, something that went beyond mere physical desire. It was the stirring of true love.
Chad pulled Mila into his arms once more, holding her tight. "This is what they call true love," he murmured, his voice filled with awe and contentment.
Mila cleared her throat, coming out of Chad's embrace. "So, tell me more about your oh-so-famous photography career," she teased, a mischievous twinkle in her eye.
Chad laughed, eager to share his story. He recounted his journey from humble beginnings as a model to his current role as a successful photographer. They spoke and laughed for hours, losing track of time as they shared stories, just like on the airplane when they first met.
As the sun set and darkness descend, two more figures made their entrance. Anna's face was flushed, marked with redness and smudges on her back and chest. Phoenix's alive hair was even more alive.
"Ah, glad you both decided to grace us with your presence," Chad teased, a mischievous grin on his face. Mila chimed in, relieved, "Thank goodness you're here, because now I can finally go get dressed!"
Everyone burst into laughter, the air filled with a light-hearted playfulness when suddenly, a deafening explosion echoed from outside. They turned to look outside the window, only to see Mila's car engulfed in flames. Panic and confusion filled the room.
At that exact moment Mila's phone vibrated, disrupting the chaos. She hastily took it out from her bag, her hands trembling with a mix of fear and curiosity. The screen displayed an unknown number, she unlocked her phone and open the message.
"I'm here, and I'm back for you." The words glared at her, making her heart skip a beat. Her eyes widened as the realization sunk in.