Millionaire Girlfriend

Chapter 26: Chapter 26 - Picturing Her

Ding. Ding. Ding.

Ashley’s alarm was already ringing loudly early in the morning.

It was only 4 o’clock, and she already had to get up for the modeling job Regina had generously offered her.

Ashley got out of bed, put on a comfortable pair of shorts, and started exercising.

After all, who said modeling was easy?

In this industry, your body is your livelihood, so you have to take good care of it.

Thirty minutes later, Ashley finished her workout, took a shower, and got ready.

Unsurprisingly, she arrived at Regina Turner’s department store before almost everyone else.

The store wasn’t even open yet, which meant Ashley would have to wait for hours before the photoshoot could begin.

She already knew Regina enjoyed making her suffer, but the strange part was that Regina herself also woke up incredibly early for work.

"Ashley, would you like some coffee?" Sarah offered, holding a tray with pastries and coffee.

"No, not for now. I need to maintain my figure for the photos. But thank you," Ashley replied politely.

"So, what time are we starting?" she asked.

"We’re still waiting for the other models and the photographer. They should get here around 8," Sarah answered.

That confirmed Ashley had been played once again.

She almost let out a few insults aimed at Regina, but held herself back since she was getting paid anyway.

Now she had no choice but to wait there for about two and a half hours until everyone arrived.

"And where’s the boss?" Ashley asked.

"She’s already in her office, and she specifically asked not to be disturbed... especially by you. She also told me I’d be in big trouble if you bothered her, so please don’t," Sarah informed her.

"I should get back to work before she realizes I slipped away. See you later," Sarah said before giving Ashley a kiss on the cheek.

Now alone, Ashley pulled up a chair and sat down patiently.

Even after two years in captivity before her release, patience still isn’t one of her strengths.

Still...She managed.

Right on schedule, a little over 2 hours later, the other models finally arrived.

"Hi," Ashley greeted them with a friendly smile. "I’m Ashley."

"I’m Charlie," one of the women replied. She was a brunette with obviously enhanced full lips and a piece of gum she never stopped chewing.

"And that’s Cherry."

Charlie pointed toward the other young woman sitting beside her.

"Hi," said the girl named Cherry.

She had red streaks in her hair, several ear piercings, and a tattoo just above her chest.

"Nice to meet you," Ashley said. "Have you two been modeling for a long time?"

"Not really," Charlie answered. "We got hired last month after we blew up on social media. We have thousands of followers on Instagram and OnlyFans."

That was when something clicked in Ashley’s mind.

’ what kind of modeling job did I just sign up for? ’ she thought

For the first time, she wondered if it would be smarter to quit before anyone tried to pressure her into doing something she wasn’t comfortable with.

"What about you?" Cherry asked eagerly. "What’s your story?"

"Well..." Ashley began.

Before she could answer, Regina walked in with the photographer, while Sarah followed a few steps behind them.

"Good morning, Ms. Turner," Charlie and Cherry greeted respectfully.

Compared to Regina Turner, they felt like ordinary people standing before royalty.

"Good morning, everyone. It’s nice to see you again," Regina replied warmly.

She always behaved this way with people she considered business partners rather than simple employees.

"Are we all ready?" the photographer asked.

Ashley recognized him immediately.

They had worked together many times in the past.

"Ashley! My goddess!" he exclaimed as he walked over and kissed her on the cheek. "I’m so happy you’re back."

"Damien!" Ashley replied with a smile. "I’m happy to see you too."

"When Ms. Turner told me you’d be joining today’s shoot, I didn’t believe her. But now that you’re standing here..."

Damien laughed.

He was about 5’7", with short, bright yellow hair and pierced ears just as eccentric as Ashley remembered.

"Morning, everyone!"

Two tall men had just arrived.

"Ladies," Regina announced, "we have two last-minute additions to today’s shoot."

She gestured toward them.

"You’ll be working with male models as well. This is Jason, and this is Carlos."

With the arrival of the two men, Ashley felt even more out of place.

Still, she had promised herself she would endure whatever happened...

As long as the photoshoot remained a photoshoot.

Inside the changing room, Ashley couldn’t help noticing that both Charlie and Cherry had extremely curvy figures that had clearly been enhanced with cosmetic surgery.

"Wow... now that’s a model’s body," Cherry whistled as Ashley slipped out of her dress, leaving only the lingerie she’d be modeling.

"Even if I wanted to, I’d never look like that," Charlie said with a laugh. "I love fried chicken and burgers way too much to end up with a body like yours."

The two women immediately assumed Ashley lived on salads to maintain her figure.

If only they knew she had eaten an entire pizza not long ago.

"Thanks for the compliment," Ashley said with a smile. "But compared to you two, I don’t have much competition."

Her eyes briefly drifted toward Charlie’s and Cherry’s dramatically enhanced curves before she laughed softly.

"Here are the first outfits you’ll be wearing today," a young assistant said as she handed each of the three models a garment bag containing their lingerie.

Ashley looked inside hers.

She wasn’t surprised when the first thing she pulled out was a thong.

By now, she had already imagined the worst, and posing in a thong wasn’t even close to the worst-case scenario her overactive imagination had come up with.

She wrapped a small towel around herself before stepping out of the fitting room and walking over to Regina.

"Do I have to wear this?" Ashley asked, holding up the thong.

Regina looked at it for a few seconds before answering.

"No." Said Regina.

With that, Regina turned her attention elsewhere, ending the conversation as if it had never happened.

After everyone finished getting their makeup done, it was finally time for the photoshoot.

Ashley was told to watch the other models first.

The two women put on an impressive performance.

Each of them seemed to instinctively know how to highlight her figure in front of the camera.

One leaned forward ever so slightly, naturally emphasizing the curve of her hips while drawing attention to the red lace thong she was wearing. She then glanced back over her shoulder, her expression confident with just a hint of playful mischief.

Another rested against a white wall with one knee slightly bent. Her fingertips slowly traced the curve of her waist before lightly brushing the satin ribbon of her black lingerie set. Every movement was deliberate, directing the viewer’s attention to the details of the outfit without ever looking forced.

Their confidence made every pose feel effortless.

Ashley watched carefully, fascinated by every detail.

Little by little, she realized that lingerie modeling wasn’t just about having an attractive body.

It was about posture.

Expression.

Confidence.

Every slight adjustment of the shoulders, every shift of the hips, every glance toward the camera helped tell a story one that felt refined, stylish, and undeniably captivating.

Then...

It was finally Ashley’s turn.

She took a slow, deep breath before stepping beneath the studio lights.

Unlike the other two models, Ashley wasn’t especially curvy.

Instead, she had a naturally slender, athletic figure that seemed perfectly suited to the lingerie she was wearing.

The black lace bra complemented her frame with understated elegance, while the matching bottoms fit comfortably along her hips without looking overly revealing.

Still...

Ashley knew that having a beautiful figure alone wouldn’t be enough.

If Ashley tried to imitate the bold, confident poses of the other two models, she’d only end up inviting comparisons she couldn’t win.

She needed to find something that was uniquely hers.

After a few moments of thought, she gracefully knelt on the set.

With her legs tucked beneath her, her posture gave off an almost delicate elegance. She let a few strands of hair fall across her face before lightly running her fingers through it, creating a naturally tousled look.

Then she slowly lifted her eyes toward the camera.

The atmosphere in the studio changed instantly.

There was nothing provocative about her expression.

Instead, it radiated a quiet softness mixed with understated sensuality. Her large eyes seemed to silently invite the viewer closer while still maintaining an air of mystery. She looked vulnerable, yet incredibly captivating.

It was that contrast that caught everyone’s attention.

At that moment, Ashley appeared so delicate that anyone meeting her gaze almost instinctively wanted to protect her. Yet beneath that apparent fragility was a calm confidence that made the image even more compelling.

The studio fell unexpectedly silent.

Even the photographer forgot to give directions for a moment before instinctively raising his camera again.

The shutter clicked in rapid succession.

Flash after flash illuminated the room as Ashley made only the smallest adjustmentsa slight tilt of her head, a subtle change in the angle of her shoulders, a gentle shift in her expression each movement creating an entirely different emotion.

Members of the crew exchanged impressed glances.

Regina, who could usually find something to criticize, remained perfectly still, unable to take her eyes off Ashley.

She had expected Ashley to disappear into the background beside the two more experienced models.

Instead...

Ashley had created a style that belonged entirely to her.

She had discovered something essential.

Beauty wasn’t just about attracting attention.

It was about making people feel something.

And at that very moment, the entire studio seemed to hold its breath under the quiet power of her presence.

From then on, the photographer immediately understood how to showcase Ashley’s strengths.

During the group shots, he naturally positioned everyone in ways that highlighted each model’s best features, and Ashley finally began to relax in front of the camera. Even when it came time to pose alongside the two male models, she felt surprisingly comfortable.

By the time the photoshoot wrapped up late that afternoon, everyone was exhausted.

But they were also proud.

They all knew they had produced excellent work.

Without a single word of criticism a first in all the years Ashley had known her Regina simply walked over and handed her an envelope containing her pay.

"Hey, Ashley!" Cherry called out. "The guys invited us out for drinks. You coming?"

Ashley wanted to decline.

She didn’t have many friends, though, so she decided to accept.

Later that evening, at the bar, Jason and Carlos quickly turned it into a competition to see who could win Ashley’s attention.

After a couple of drinks, Ashley finally laughed and decided to end the misunderstanding.

"Sorry to disappoint you, guys, but I’m gay."

Jason stared at her in disbelief.

"No way... You’re kidding, right?"

Ashley shook her head with an amused smile.

"Trust me," she said before tossing back another shot. "Charlie and Cherry have a much better chance to fuck me tonight than either of you."

"I prefer men, but I wouldn’t mind fucking you." Charlie said with a playful wink toward Ashley,

After learning that Ashley wasn’t interested in them, the two guys quickly changed their strategy and turned their attention toward Charlie and Cherry instead.

After a few drinks, the two new couples eventually let themselves go.

Ashley left when Carlos discreetly slipped his hand into Cherry’s shorts to pleasure her. It was only discreet enough so that no one at their table or the neighboring table would notice.

Ashley had to leave because she was starting to become aroused by the scene and she didn’t want to stay any longer.

As she stepped outside and raised her hand to call a taxi, someone suddenly grabbed her arm.

Ashley immediately tensed in fear.

But the moment she saw who it was, she relaxed.

It was Clara.

Ashley might not have noticed, but Clara had been following them since they left her mother’s department store.

She already knew about Ashley’s photoshoot.

"You’re drunk," Clara said.

Ashley didn’t answer.

"You really need to stop ignoring me every time I talk to you," Clara continued. "I saw you with those people earlier. You were pretty talkative with them."

Ashley remained silent.

But this time, she looked up at Clara with an expression that clearly said:

’ So you’ve been watching me? ’

She didn’t ask the question out loud.

They both already knew the answer.

"Come on. I’ll take you home," Clara said.

She gently pulled Ashley toward her car.

Ashley wanted to ask, ’ Do you even know where I live? ’

But she already knew the answer.

Of course Clara knew.

After several minutes driving through the city, neither of them said a word.

The silence between them was heavy.

Yet, every now and then, they exchanged brief glances, both pretending not to notice the other was looking.

Then, all of a sudden, Ashley lifts her legs to take off her underwear.

Clara simply watches her without saying anything, afraid that she might interrupt Ashley’s inspiration.

Ashley slowly slides her hand between her legs and begins to masturbate.

Her dress covered her sex, so Clara only had a small glimpse of what was happening underneath Ashley’s dress. But seeing Ashley give herself pleasure intensely aroused Clara, who had a hard time staying focused while driving.

Ashley’s body began to move and her back arched with pleasure. One of her hands was between her legs while the other was on her chest, caressing her breasts.

Clara swallowed with desire, but she resisted despite everything.

When they arrived in front of Ashley’s apartment building, Ashley got out without saying anything, and Clara remained silent as well, still processing what she had just seen.

She looked at the passenger seat and saw Ashley’s underwear, which Clara knew had been deliberately left there as a gift from Ashley.

And she accepted the gift.

She picked it up and smelled it, becoming even more aroused than before.

After a few minutes of hesitation, she looked for a good place to park her car and then headed toward Ashley’s apartment.

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