Millionaire Girlfriend

Chapter 24: Chapter 24 - True friend

Three Years Earlier...

"Don’t smile," Regina said.

Clara’s mother was a brunette in her forties, about 5’6" tall. Standing beside the photographer with her arms crossed, she sounded more like the one directing the shoot than the professional behind the camera.

"Stop slouching and stand up straight," she ordered.

"I’d love to stand up straight," Ashley complained, "but these heels you’ve had me wearing for hours are killing my feet."

What was supposed to be a simple favor for Regina had turned into a full-blown torture session.

"I told you that you needed to wear them for a while so they’d look natural in the pictures. You’ve never worn heels a day in your life," Regina shot back.

Ashley didn’t argue.

She knew from experience that the more she complained to Regina, the worse things would get.

Besides, she hadn’t been in a position to refuse.

She still didn’t have a job, so when Regina offered her a modeling gig for one of her clothing stores, she’d figured, Why not?

Now she regretted it.

She would’ve much rather stayed at the apartment she shared with Clara, spending the entire day watching movies.

"No... that’s not working at all," Regina said with a disappointed sigh.

"What’s the point of those beautiful eyes of yours if you can’t use them in front of a camera?"

Ashley was seconds away from losing it.

But she held herself back.

If she snapped at Regina, she knew Clara would be the one who’d have to deal with the consequences.

Still, her feet were throbbing after spending the entire day in high heels.

’ What can I do to get this over with? ’ she thought

An idea crossed her mind.

Ashley slowly lowered herself into a seated position, making sure the heels remained clearly visible. Then she crossed her legs, lifted her chin, and looked straight into the camera with a composed expression and just a hint of sensuality in her eyes.

"What are you doing?" Regina asked, clearly unimpressed.

"Actually... that might work," Sarah suggested.

Sarah, Regina’s assistant and niece had been silent the entire time.

Ashley was genuinely impressed that the young woman had the courage to disagree with Regina.

"...Or maybe not," Sarah quickly added after noticing the icy glare her boss a.k.a. her aunt was giving her.

Regina studied Ashley for another moment.

"...Stay like that."

Fourteen minutes later, the photoshoot finally came to an end.

Ashley immediately kicked off the heels, revealing the painful red marks they had left on her feet.

’ Damn... women who actually enjoy wearing these things are masochists,’ she thought.

A few seconds later, Regina walked over wearing a pair of heels even higher than Ashley’s.

"Here," Regina said, handing her an envelope.

Without another word, she turned around and walked away.

"Wait!" Ashley called.

Still barefoot, she hurried after Regina through the large shopping mall Regina owned.

But Regina didn’t slow down.

She kept walking at a brisk pace as if she had somewhere important to be.

Ashley couldn’t understand how anyone could move so quickly and gracefully in heels that high.

Yet Regina made it look effortless.

"Maybe... we could have lunch together?" Ashley asked hopefully.

She genuinely wanted to build a relationship with Clara’s family.

So far, no one in the family seemed to like her.

She wanted to change that.

"No. I’m very busy," Regina replied without even looking back.

Then she simply walked away.

Ashley finally stopped chasing after her.

This is going to take a lot longer than I thought, she admitted to herself.

She had honestly believed this little modeling job would help her grow a little closer to Regina.

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Present Day...

Regina was leisurely sipping a glass of wine worth a small fortune on the spacious veranda of the luxury restaurant she owned.

It was her private sanctuary.

Every Friday afternoon, she had that entire section of the restaurant closed off so she could enjoy it alone, even though the end of the week was one of the busiest times for the business. She didn’t care.

Compared to the satisfaction of having complete peace in a place she owned, a little lost revenue meant nothing.

A few moments later, the sound of high heels echoed behind her.

Regina frowned.

She was supposed to be the only person allowed on the veranda.

" There’s nothing I hate more than having my peace disturbed by someone insignificant," she said after slowly looking Ashley up and down.

"Oh, come on, Regina," Ashley replied with a grin. " I know you’re happy to see me. We’re practically friends."

Without waiting for permission, Ashley pulled out a chair and sat across from her.

Regina glanced toward the entrance.

"...Where’s security?"

" Don’t tell me that little brat Sarah let you in," Regina said before taking another sip of her wine. " She’s going to have a serious problem."

" Don’t be too hard on her, " Ashley replied as she grabbed an empty wine glass and casually poured herself some of the expensive wine. " I asked her for a favor."

" Of course....I don’t get what the girls in my family see in you. They all act like they’ve been bewitched or something," Regina muttered.

"That’s not true," Ashley said with an innocent smile. "I’m just a very good friend who people like helping."

Regina gave her a long, unimpressed stare before sighing.

"So...What do you want from me?" she asked bluntly, hoping to get rid of Ashley as quickly as possible and return to her peaceful afternoon.

"I want my modeling job back," Ashley answered without hesitation.

"You’re the only person I know who can get me a job that actually pays well right now."

That much was true.

Regina certainly enjoyed making Ashley’s life miserable during every photoshoot, but she always paid her generously afterward.

Regina let out a quiet chuckle.

"Heh... I’d love to play with you again," she admitted. "Unfortunately, I’ve already hired new models."

She took another sip of wine before smiling faintly.

"Sorry to disappoint you, but you’re not the only pretty girl around."

Ashley sighed.

"I figured."

"...Unless."said Regina.

Ashley immediately looked up.

"Unless what?" she asked, knowingly taking the bait.

Regina’s smile widened ever so slightly.

"Unless you’d be willing to model our lingerie collection."

Ashley thought about it for a second.

"Does it pay well?"

"Very well."

"Then I accept."

Ashley smiled, genuinely happy to have found work again.

Still...

She knew better than anyone that whenever Regina Turner was involved, even the simplest job had a habit of turning into a nightmare.

But what wouldn’t someone do for money?

Besides...

Ashley still needed to reconnect with her old contacts if she wanted to prove her innocence.

Before leaving the restaurant, Ashley headed up one more floor.

The upper level housed the staff locker rooms as well as the offices for the hotel’s management. The general manager happened to be away that day, leaving the hallway unusually quiet.

Ashley pushed open the office door and found Sarah inside, hard at work behind her desk. Standing nearby was the head chef Sarah’s husband.

"Ashley, how did it go?" Sarah asked without looking away from the paperwork spread across her desk. Unlike her boss, who was enjoying a peaceful afternoon downstairs, Sarah was still buried in work.

"Pretty well," Ashley replied with a smile. "She hired me again. This time I’ll be modeling the women’s lingerie collection."

For the briefest moment, Sarah’s expression changed.

It was so subtle that most people would have missed it.

It almost looked as though she wanted to say Ashley had just made a terrible mistake.

But the look disappeared as quickly as it had come.

"What’s wrong?" Ashley asked. "Is there something unusual about the job?"

"No..." Sarah answered after a short hesitation.

Then she stood up and walked over to Ashley with a reassuring smile.

"Actually, I think you’re the perfect person for it."

"Thanks, Sarah." Ashley smiled warmly and rested a hand on her shoulder. "You’re a really good friend."

Sarah’s husband, who had remained silent the entire time, unzipped his pants, pulled out his penis, and began slowly stroking it as though he were about to watch a show.

However, the two young women paid no attention to what he had just done."

"You don’t have to thank me," Sarah replied softly. "You have no idea how much I missed you."

She stopped just inches away from Ashley.

"I was really sad when you disappeared."

A nostalgic smile appeared on her face.

"I miss the games we used to play together with my cousin Clara."

"Me too," Ashley admitted, meeting her gaze with a gentle smile.

Then Sarah leaned in and kissed Ashley passionately.

Ashley responded without hesitation, slipping her arms around Sarah’s neck as she returned the kiss.

The man sitting in the corner stroked himself more and more vigorously, his penis fully erect as he watched the two young women making out.

Without breaking their passionate kiss, Sarah turned Ashley around and lifted her onto the table, scattering the documents beneath her.

She then slowly slid her hand up Ashley’s thigh until she lifted her dress, finally revealing Ashley’s black lace underwear.

Seeing this, the man let out an excited groan.

Ashley then lowered Sarah’s dress, revealing her generous breasts, and began caressing them while Sarah kissed her neck with passion and desire.

They looked into each other’s eyes once more before sharing another kiss.

Ashley caressed and pinched Sarah’s breasts while Sarah grabbed Ashley’s ass with both hands and moaned with pleasure.

A moment later, Ashley got off the table and straightened her dress.

"Its really nice to see you again," she said.

This time, she gave the man a glance, and he smiled back at her.

Sarah gave Ashley one last kiss before slipping off her panties and ride her husband’s dick.

The man’s penis had no trouble penetrating her wet vagina, and she began a back-and-forth motion.

Ashley gave them one last look before leaving the room, where moans of pleasure echoed behind her, and headed home after successfully landing the job.

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