She was craving a fire photoshoot!
She wanted a fire photoshoot, but her bank account was straight-up laughing at her. Good thing she knew how to negotiate.
The second she walked into the studio, the photographer could tell—this girl wasn’t just hot, she had that energy. She worked the camera like a pro, teasing, playing, making every shot pure gold. The tension? Heavy as hell.
When the last flash went off, she didn’t even think about pulling out cash. Instead, she steppeed up, biting her lip with a sly smirk.
— I don’t got money… but I got other ways to pay.
The photographer chuckled, setting his camera down. His hands found her waist, pulling her in close. That night, let’s just say—he walked away with way more than just dope shots.
