"May we use you as a figure for one of our firms since we saw that you look like models?" The inquirer seems to be a cheerful guy. The guy in the back of him was simply standing there waiting, while the third of them were out in the distance; his face was too serious to say anything. At first, I thought they would take us all, but I was surprised when he was just looking at Aria and me.
"Are you referring to us?" Aria pointed at each of us, but the man just scratched his head as if he didn't know what to say or how to explain himself.
"First and foremost, my name is Renz. I have a pal behind me who is—"
"It's not her question," Lucas coldly said. In the process, Lucas grabbed Aria by the waist and Cindy by the hand, perhaps intending to exclaim loudly that the guy was conversing with was his family.
"Oh, okay." The guy who introduced himself as Renz had a flush to his cheeks as he spoke because of embarrassment.
“No. We will only use the two ladies as models," he was interrupted by a guy in the back of him. Because his speech is more professional, what they claimed seemed to be true. Because I was required to devote my whole time to Randall and Adams, the only issue was that I would never be able to return to modeling. Aria had a contemplative expression on her face, so I glanced at her. I recall that she was the one who first broached the subject of modeling with me since she used to want to accompany me to every performance. Lucas drew her even closer as if he wished to communicate with her.
"My wife is not available." Adams was the one who talked. I agreed with him by nodding my head. The man with professional speech also nodded as if he understood our situation. They were aware of the presence of our kids and spouse. Isn't it rude because of such an attitude? Why else would they choose us as models since it is evident that we are with our family?
Adams pulled me over, and Lucas was left with Aria. Aria seems to want to grab the opportunity. When I get the chance, I will explain why modeling poses a danger to the family's well-being. Adams' fears have persisted not just because of the passage of time but also because of my fans, which is one of the reasons for their insecurities. I saw that he had returned to his previous level of silence.
"She must not take it."
When I talked, we were just about to go inside the restaurant. His grasp on my waist became more firm, and I could feel the stress in his jaw. Because dinner is approaching, the number of people in the restaurant has also grown. After we had sat down, I saw that his eyes were again filled with worry. I took his hand in mine and squeezed it firmly.
"If she takes advantage of the opportunity, she would miss out on time spent with Cindy and Lucas."
"But, don't you like modeling as well?" He raised his head to look at me, but his eyes and face were expressionless.
“Me? No, not at all." I slid my hand away from his. "I decided to get into modeling because I want to save money in case I come across something costly. If I saw things for you and Randall, I could purchase them without having to spend the money you gave me. I don't want to be reliant on your generosity all of the time because I want to offer you something that you deserve as well."
Because of what I said, I could see the surprise in his eyes. I caught a glimpse of tears gathering at the corner of his eyes. Aria called my name before he had a chance to respond. We took a peek to see where they were calling from. They strolled up to our table when the server was standing in front of us as well. I gave them a friendly grin. Aria sat next to me, while Lucas and Cindy sat on Adams' side of the table.
"Can you tell me what happened?" I went forward and asked her. I've seen two men take the menu, and they seem to be the ones to choose. Aria shrugged, but the smile that had been on her face remained. A while ago, her expression was difficult to interpret since it is clear that she enjoys modeling so much.
"I've just realized that Lucas and I have money; therefore, there's no need for me to waste time. It will just take me a few hours of being up and exhausted." She leaned up close to my ear, her face near to mine. "And it's enough that only my husband can see my body."
Because of what she said, we both burst out laughing at the exact moment, and everyone in the room turned to look at us. Aria and I both put our hands over our mouths. We had to keep our lips shut to keep the laughing at bay. The two persons in front of us looked at each other as though they wanted to know what was happening.
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As we walked inside the bedroom, I sank on the mattress. As for Randall, he was dozing as well. He also has his bed while we are alone in the other. Because there is a curtain between the two beds, it is hard to see what is going on in the bed otherwise. Adams wrapped his arms around my body and embraced me. His hand crawled on my chest, so I closed my eyes. I bit my lower lip as his kiss proceeded to my neck.
"Please don't be too loud, okay? Randall could have a startling awakening." While his hand was already creeping to where he wanted to go, he muttered something into my ear.
His abrupt contact on my sensitive portion caused me to scream out in temptation.
"O-ohh..." I couldn't stop myself from sobbing. He carefully slipped his two fingers inside my hole. Because of the enormous strain, sweat began to accumulate on the back of my neck.
"I warned you not to be very noisy. We can't have our fun if Randall wakes up," he whispers. He made his voice a sexual tone. I put my hand over my lips to comply with his order. His fingers dug into my pussy like a knife. Why is his finger so long! He also took down my bikini top and began licking the tip of my nipple.
There was a knock on the door in the middle of what we were doing, which is why we stopped.