Beauty And The Boss
Chapter 2: Hating Women?

Vegas stared straight at his gaze at the camera lens, he followed some directions from the photographer. "1 2 3, hold it!"

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"Okay, this is pretty good, but I don't see any strong chemistry in this photo. Laura, can you be more close? Vegas, I want you to embrace Laura with a deep look."

Hearing the direction, Vegas breathes in, this dark room starts to feel stuffy now, she hates the most when she gets a job with Laura, a beautiful model but always messes with her life, spreading rumors about their relationship that never existed. Where there is Laura, surely the name Vegas is always mentioned there, and Vegas hates that, moreover the color of Laura's hair that makes her feel uncomfortable. "Hi, you miss me?" laura whispered as the faces of the two of them were so close, if it was not worth the word professional and thought of the magnitude of the fine from the beginning Vegas had already cancelled this contract!

"I'm sure you miss me more" Vegas whispered with a photographer-like look.

A small smile appeared on Laura's face, she gently rubbed the slightly exposed part of the collar of the Vegas shirt. "I've always missed you, Vegas. So, is there gonna be a romantic dinner tonight?" asked Laura in a tone that managed to make her hatred increase. Vegas hates women who tease her, her shadow is always on the woman who breaks her mother's heart, such a woman can only take a Father from helpless children like Vegas and Rose, he said, unable to persuade their Father to return to their ailing Mother, leaving the two bewildered children to survive in a small village with a Mother who could only lie in pain.

The sound of camera shots and flashes of light made Vegas return to the real world, he turned to look at the Bus and the man seemed to understand with the gaze of Vegas and raised his thumb. "Okay, this kind of closeness is what I want. Good job!"

This time the little smiling Vegas, she quickly released her arms around Laura's waist and before moving away from that pretty face, Vegas whispered something. "There's never gonna be a romantic dinner with me Laura, just keep dreaming like that if you like it," said Vegas then passed from the shooting spot and walked towards Harry who had prepared tissue and water.

"Do you want to have lunch first or do we go straight to the next location?" harry asked which made Vegas look at him in confusion.

Harry clucked softly, he gave the tab and showed me the list of Vegas shots for today. "Not 1, but 4 more Vegas. You remember when you used to talk, 'Take all the jobs that get paid big, don't let them down and we'll get rich' You're still excited by your own words aren't you?" ask Harry.

Vegas stared in disbelief, he was bored from morning shooting in 2 places and apparently there are still 4 more places! "But not this much Harry, you want to see me die young?"

"You're not going to die just from the photos, drink this fast and I'll order your lunch first. Oh yeah, the next location you just need to take a few photos for a live ad next week," said Harry, who passed by as he received a call.

Vegas sighed then sat on the comfortable sofa and drained the water in the mineral bottle. "Laura, you're so beautiful today, keep a seductive expression like that, you never let me down. I really like this part." Vegas turned towards the Bus voice that was busy showing some photos to Laura, eye Vegas also saw some crew who were busy cleaning up the equipment of this shooting session and replace it with another theme for the next model.

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This whole day really made Vegas tired, he seemed to stop at nothing to display various expressions on camera, his desire at this time was just to sleep and come back refreshed in the morning. "Rest me, I'll wake you up again tomorrow morning."

"Hmmm," muttered Vegas who instantly closed the bathroom door.

Harry set the temperature of the Vegas room to keep it from getting too cold and after seeing this room was pretty neat, Harry pulled out a letter he had prepared from the morning and put it on a table near the television in the room. "Before going to bed I hope you take the time to read the letter near the TV" cried Harry who again only got a mutter from Vegas. "I'm coming home" continued Harry who this time did not get any answers from Vegas.