You're a well-known model around the world. Almost every brands wants you as their endorser, though you're too picky when it comes to that.

After you finished your interview, you immediately went back to the fitting room to change your clothes. Just as you walked in the room, you saw Rose: CEO of a famous brand company called Rose's Essence. She's known for being a stylist and designer. Her company's been known for having the best bags, clothings, shoes, heels, make-ups, and perfume. Though you refused her offer to be the ambassador of her company.

But Rose's persistent.

You looked at her, her short red hair is on loose, she's wearing a red long dress, paired with louboutin heels and her signature red lipstick that's the same color of her hair.

"Do you need something?" You asked as you close the door behind you, not locking it.

She looked at you from head to toes, observing your outfit. You're wearing a fitted backless black dress with slit on your right hips and with spaghetti straps, paired with black YSL heels and silver long earings. Your make up is inspired by dark feminine make-up, making you look fierce; which fits you perfectly.

She smirked and put down the magazine she's been reading. She stood up from the couch and walked towards you. Without saying anything, she dragged you to the fitting room and shut the curtains.

"What are you—" She didn't let you finish by kissing you, your lipstick and hers are smudging together, making you two look like a complete mess.

She pulled away and pushed you against the mirror, your face facing the mirror while your back is pressing against her chest. Her right hand is gripping tightly your waist while her left hand is cupping your cheeks.

Her right hand went from your waist down to your hips and lifted up your dress and started tearing it apart.