"IS THERE any problem, Stell?" Maricar asked when he returned inside his sculpture room.

"Tell me, have you been exposing yourself under the lights for a long time?" he asked directly.

"Yes! Ever since my father died, I'm already helping my mother to sell fruits and vegetables under the sunlight, that's why I have tan skin." He was confused by her answer because it seems like she didn't get what he meant about exposing her body under the lights.

I thought she's a professional model?

"I mean, have you been doing stripping in front of the camera for a long time?"

"Camera?"

"Yes! Aren't that what models and sexy stars do in front of the camera?"

"M-model? S-sexy star? What are you saying? I'm just a vegetable and fruit vendor on the street."

He closed his eyes. He felt like he's going to have a heart attack. His mind was confused.

"You mean you're not from the Modeling Agency?"

"Yes! And why would I work there if I didn't even graduate from college?"

He was stunned. He thought she was a model or sexy star in Erwan's cousin's agency but she wasn't. If so, where did his friend get or meet this woman?

Despite that, he also suddenly felt ashamed of his question a while ago. He felt like he judged her instantly.

He held both of her arms. "You don't have to flush your body to make money. There are plenty of jobs out there that's suitable for you."

"I know! And I really don't want to do this, but I don't have a choice."

He put both of his hands on his waist and made a decision. "Fine! I'll take care of everything about your mother's needs, but not this way, especially that this is not your thing. Don't worry, you can work here in the mansion—"

"I would like to accept your offer, but I can't."

"What do you mean?"

"I was selling on the street the other day when I almost had an accident with a child. Luckily, I didn't hit the boy. Unfortunately, I ended up bumping into the Attorney's brand new car."

He wanted to laugh at what happened to Erwan's brand new car that he bragged to him last week, but he restrained himself because that wasn't their main problem.

"And then?" he asked instead.

"We ended up with an agreement. That I will work for you so that I can pay him for all the damages in his car."

"You accepted his offer even though it's against your will?"

"It's not like that! He told me that the contract stated what I wanted to happen. That I will do everything he wants so that I will not be imprisoned. Then, I immediately signed it without reading the whole contract." She bowed. "It's too late for me when I read the main purpose of the contract."

He turned his back on her. "You should still refuse."

"I complained! But he threatened me that he would imprison me if I didn't do this. I don't want to be imprisoned because no one will be with my mother who's still recovering in the hospital," she explained while handing him another contract between Maricar and Erwan.

And it says that, for Maricar to pay the damages on Erwan's car, she needs to be the nude model for Mr. Stellvester Vegas.

His jaw dropped. His friend is a psycho. He will do everything just to get what he wants, especially his revenge towards him. Stell thought he can change Maricar's mind, that he can help her in different ways, but he's wrong because this woman in front of him was already caught on Erwan's trap.

Everything is out of their hands, all they could do is abide by what was stated on the contract that was signed by both of them.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything. I'll help you with your mother's medications. And since this is not your thing, I will find another model who's professional for this kind of work. I'll just give you another job here in the mansion so that you can somehow pay for Erwan's car damages."

"You mean, you'll still pursue the nude art?" she asked.

"It is necessary because that's what's written in our contract."

"But how will you do that? I'm sure, Attorney will sue us if I am not the one you'll mold?"

"I will still imitate your face, but not your body. I'll imitate the body of someone else," he said with finality.

He turned his gaze to her when he didn't get any response from Maricar. He suddenly smiled secretly when he noticed that she blushed. But later on, he got confused when he noticed that she also looks tensed. As if she wanted to say something.

"Hey! What happened? You look tensed."

"I-is it okay i-if I continue this project?" she asked shyly.

He raised an eyebrow. "But you're not used to this kind of thing, right?"

"Yes! But, if this is the only way for me to get a lot of money, then I'll do it!" she bowed again. "A-and you already see me naked a while ago, right? So, I have nothing to be ashamed of."

He didn't speak. He just turned around and took the wine from the back of his table, poured it into the glass then drink it straight up.

God! She's making it hard for him to decide, especially that she has a strong effect on his body.

He closed his eyes. "Are you sure about this?"

"Yes! And I trust you."

'Yeah! You trust me! But for me, I don't have a trust with my own body,' he said to himself.

He heaved a deep sigh. "Are you sure? Because once I start molding, there's no turning back, Maricar."

"Yes! I'm sure! Let's do it," she finally said.

"Then strip!"

Maybe it's about time to face what he has been avoiding for so long for the sake of showing the world the beauty of a woman's body.