A Beautiful Misunderstanding

Walt was in Essie's studio.

He had asked Essie to make an outfit for him for the evening party. Of course, he was doing that only in order to get close to her.

As the door of the studio wasn't locked, Mary pushed the door slightly open and peeked inside.

Essie was taking Walt's measurements.

His physique was perfect...the perfect frame to model for the clothes. His solid, toned muscles were partly hidden and partly visible through the thin, white shirt he was wearing.

"It looks like the very genes of your family are advanced. Each one of you is in such great shape. Perhaps for us ordinary people to admire." Essie grinned as her slender fingers brushed across his abs.

"If by ordinary people you mean someone as beautiful as you...what wouldn't I give to be admired!" said Walt with a smile, making it sound like a joke.

"I thought you rich, young men are all arrogant and unfaithful. I didn't expect you to be interested in me..." Essie spoke quietly, not meeting his eyes and focusing on taking the measurements of her arms for the sleeves. Her fingers touched his flexing muscles...

"There are many beautiful women in this world, but only few of them are really attractive. Some of them look stunning at the first sight, but gradually their aesthetic fades..." Walt said softly, looking at her face tenderly. He could never get tired of looking at her face.

"Maybe it's just falling out of love with someone old and falling in love with someone new," Essie spoke with a crooked smile. That was a common characteristic in men.

"Oh, no, you are misunderstanding me," said Walt with a look of slight grievance on his face. "I'm not such a person." He had been a complete playboy when he was young, treating girls like clothes he could just wear and throw away. It was after he had met Essie that his heart was captured. There was no room for anyone else there now.

"I was just joking. Don't take it seriously." Essie waved her hand and planted it on his chest to reassure him. Of course, for her it was just a friendly gesture. But his heart started beating faster at her touch. It was none of her business even if Walt fell for girls easily. His girlfriend was the one who needed to care.

After taking the measurements, she drew some quick sketches and explained the whole process to Walt. At the end of it, he had a lot of options to pick the best suit from.

"You're so talented. Can't believe you could make the drawings in such a short time!" said Walt, totally in awe of her skills.

"Well, customers with a perfect face and body certainly are a source of inspiration. Anyway, what color and style do you want to wear. You don't need to worry about your body at all...so you have a lot to choose from!" Essie found it difficult to design clothes for some of her customers who were insecure about their bodies. Hiding parts of their bodies really got into the way of her artistic expression. Once, she designed a dress for a girl who had been going on several dates but none brought any luck. She was 155 cm tall and weighed 70 KGs. The day she wore the dress Essie had designed was when she truly found the one and bade farewell to her single days. She felt lucky to wear Essie's design and was promoted as a loyal customer. She also introduced her to all her friends who also had problems in choosing the suitable outfit.

"Do you remember you asked me to be your male model in Maldives? Am I still eligible for the job, Miss Essie?" said Walt jokingly.

"You are the master of a magnificent family! I could never afford to pay you!" Essie made a funny face and stuck out her tongue at him. She was already working with several companies which were launching men's products. Her clothes were all over the market. Some parts of the clothes were processed in a factory. Other parts were personally tailored by her.

"Little pineapple, are you worried that I'm not professional enough?" Walt raised his eyebrows and folded his hands against his chest. It looked like he wasn't joking anymore. Did he really want to be her exclusive male model?

"Brother, your fortune is over twelve digits. I couldn't afford you even if I sold myself

a secret...I used to be a professional model once, and walked the runway on the T-stage," said Walt in her ear,

a model!"

to try my luck in

were as complicated as his temperament. When they were in Maldives, Walt was travelling the world, and going across the Amazon jungle and the Africa Grand Canyon. Now he was the president of an international company, and was very

respond at all, a smile spread at the corner of Walt's

tell me which styles are you satisfied with, please?" she said, waving her

the company these past years. After watching 'Beauty on Runway', I feel like getting into the fashion world again.

he and Zac were both narcissistic. They were twins, after all,' Essie

complex and unpredictable than icy

case, you will have to sign a one-year contract. You can't quit halfway," Essie replied. She didn't want

what I start..." Walt said with a charming smile. She

to refuse him. Even though she was a successful businesswoman, she hadn't found a suitable male model for her suits.

stood outside the studio, peeking in and eavesdropping on their

was trying to seduce her son. What was worse...her son seemed to be hooked and had offered

no way she could watch both her sons tortured by this tramp. She would even cause them to

Essie in the studio,

men's wear?" he asked

fact, it's

was surprised. "Why are you making clothes

highly of me and asked me do it for him," she said with a

too? Anyway, I'm your exclusive model." Zac flashed his charming smile, leaning down with

guy, there's something I wanted to tell you: I have an official model

taken aback.

idea who would dare

lips slightly and spoke his name in a voice as gentle as the night breeze...but it shook

to be a model. After watching the show, he wants to return to the fashion circle," Essie answered

his chin and decided not to ask anything else. His brother had always been very enthusiastic about everything. He was

even if you hire him, you can't fire me. That's a lifelong rule. As usual, his tone

and couldn't hide it.

a model for your brand. I can serve you in my room." He smiled wickedly and put

you." She rolled her eyes at