《The Journey Towards Stardom》Chapter 6 - His first time
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Now that he finally found an agent, Faer thought he should move to the city since it was more convenient. After he left Jenna had texted him saying that in her haste she forgot to mention the contract so he promised to be back tomorrow.
Calling the real estate agent that sold him the warehouse, he asked if they had any apartments or houses in the city. The realtor assured him they had several properties he would be interested in and that he'd pick him up in 40 minutes. The realtor knowing Faer was actually a Blixt was over the moon. Due to selling Faer the warehouse, he received a promotion, so obviously, he was even more excited than before! Thanks to Faer he could finally take his wife to eat lobster once frequently! and now they even had sex twice a week!
'Godly Faer, I put my sex life into your hands!'
Faer felt sick to his stomach all of a sudden for some reason. He's been having some weird reactions since the other day, maybe he needed to get a checkup?
Sitting outside the cafe in his suspicious getup, Faer leisurely sipped his coffee as he waited for the realtor to pick him up.
This was now the fifth viewing and Faer was tired but he wanted to finish the sup today. The apartment building itself was a tall structure with a very modern and appealing exterior.
Guiding him through the house, the Realtor prattled on about the apartment but Faer didn't need any lip service. This was it!
Faer slowly looked around the apartment.
There was a living room, kitchen, two bedrooms, two bathrooms with marble floors, and large balcony. It even had top of the line appliances.
It perfectly suited his taste, it wasn't too extravagant and having two bedrooms was a bonus.
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Having come to an agreement with the realtor, Faer now had his first apartment in the city.
"Then I'll be going." The realtor scampered off, not even remembering in his excitement that he was Faer's ride.
"Whan an irresponsible man." Faer clucked his tongue.
Faer called for a taxi to take him home and also a moving company to move his stuff to the apartment tomorrow.
The next day Faer moved into his apartment. Now with that over with, it was now time to meet with Jenna. Fear still had some apprehension towards Jenna, even if he thought her attractive, her predatory gaze did things to him.
Meeting up back at the agency, Faer was officially signed on. Soon as the contract was signed Jenna loaded him into her car and took off.
"There's a shoot today, normally they don't do anything last minute but I somehow got us in. Your looks are top notch but this is your first shoot, you either make it or break it. Have you practiced facial expressions in the mirror? The worst thing that you could do is be a dead fish."
'Was this supposed to be a pep talk?' Faer wasn't so sure.
"I've practiced to some degree, but even I don't know how effective it is."
"Ok give me something."
His lips slightly raised, Faer glanced at her sideways, his intense stare drilling into her.
That cocky smile and hot piercing gaze were too effective. Jenna couldn't endure, so she looked away, feeling slightly awkward but inside she was jumping for joy.
Apparently, the shoot was for a clothing add.
Faer was directly taken away for makeup, leaving behind Jenna who was talking with who he assumed was the photographer. The makeup artist declared that she wasn't needed since his face was already gorgeous enough.
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Immediately after that was getting his hair styled. The stylist kept raving about his hair and trying to steal glances of his face while she was working.
In the end, his hair looked exactly the same as it was before she started. Faer wasn't given a moment to breathe as he was dragged away to get dressed.
The shirts top button was left undone and tucked neatly into the form-fitting pants. There were no shoes since he was told to go barefoot.
Faer exited the dressing room with a leisurely gait, hands in his pocket, already channeling Ty's charisma.
When everyone saw him they were instantly affected by his casual elegance.
Now standing in front of the camera with so many eyes on him, Faer was undoubtedly nervous.
The photographer told him to do what felt right since he was already captivated.
Faer narrowed his eyes as he looked into the camera, his beautiful lips rose into a slight smile, the overall look was devilishly handsome.
~Click. Click~
The sound of the camera shutter resounded throughout the room.
Rolling up his sleeves, he then ran his fingers through his hair, his eyes glittering as he looked off into the distance.
The only sound that could be heard were the camera and the occasional gulps from the staff.
The photographer was so into it, he was taking pictures from every angle he could.
Faer stuck the tip of his tongue out as he leaned against a windowsill while slowly undoing another button on his shirt.
And like so the photo shoot progressed. It was a success, to say the least.
With everyone satisfied and thanking him profusely, Faer and Jenna left.
"Good work today," Jenna said as she dropped him off at his apartment.
"Thank you. I didn't know photo shoots were that tiring." Faer waved goodbye.
Unbeknown to him, when he had responded to Jenna, Faer had a smug expression.
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