Tempting the Rude Billionare

h, but what could she do when the

as she stared out the window, her breath quick and shallow. Her hands clenched the ar

ed the model who will be joini

She leaped from her chair, grabbed

Eva's brand. I need to se

her breath uneven, Samantha slammed the gas, driving through the long Broadway streets tow

nning and his habits. Besides, Sama

-so-famous modeling agency and almost pushed out by senior

ferent from those in bigger agencies. To Edgar, women were incredibly diverse, with various shapes and sizes.

irst met Edgar, and it

o teach?" Samantha had asked, pessimistic at the time. She had never seen herself as perfect. Her body

Sam? I just know you fit my

ion designers were the most romantic artists she'd ever met. With Edgar, she

y, constantly inspiring him to admire them endlessly.

in this world. And I need to show them all that they can be beautiful as long as they ha

one had criticized her for being too thin for a model, and her face was considered plain and unappealing. But thanks

felt

determined strides. Her blonde curls flew with the wind as she entered the lobby. A few people glanced

man take Edgar. Edgar was h

vacant cubicles. It seemed that some people had already gone home. It

mbered the last memory she had in that stud

only certain people were allowed in by Edgar's permission. Samantha knew the studio was like Edgar's mind; his

project is finished," Edgar's cold voice greeted her.

o see tha

se, Samantha followed him. She passed the large sofa in the middle of

force you, Sam,

abbing Edgar's shoulders an

jacket quickly while her tongue invaded his mouth. Samantha's breath quickened as she pressed h

t hoarse. It was clear he was holding

s you don't do to he

e pulled Samantha's thin body

ressed

she had already unbuttoned her b

ar? How many models have you stripped of their c

deepened, but his

designing techniques, but

ke with a calm tone, his hazel eyes still mesmerizing. Samant

red, "How many times have I told you never to look at me wit

N

d you anymor

y. In her eyes, the figure of Edgar standing tall sudden

ha

should go home if you do

face stiffened for a moment, her blue eyes widened. With lon

is the

feel the cold gaze from the woman directed at her un

is is Serena Bloom. From now on, she will work here

king in with hesitant steps. Her eyes shifted between Samantha and Edgar. She didn't se

I

a word, she grabbed her blazer from the floor and

the model who often appeared on posters and social media, wh

? Do people around you always

ing his arms in front of his c

re plenty of rumors among the models that Samantha has never been kind to juni

n talking about things you

ude and don't respec

na's jaw with one hand. "I treat y

grimaced slightly, then glared at him coldly. "Stop that, jerk. If

staying in t

en through. She couldn't respond anymore. She knew her place now. Edgar would be her boss, and

me? Out of so many w

Do you want to lower your dignity? Feeling insecure?" A faint smile

's okay. That's good. You already know that you're just lucky

ment. Despite still holding back her

w to pose, find the right angles, and

kwardly. "Is the

o home," Edgar replied,

when she saw the man already engrossed in his iPad on the c

ay, that woman-now with her blouse neatly buttoned, stood near the window. Her face tw

gar is mine. If I find out you're sleepin

lips. The elegant and beautiful Samantha, who appeared on eve

e's just as vic