Bright jade eyes rolled up with a scoff as the model reached for a pale silk robe. “Are you going to make a fuss every time I have a photoshoot in something less than a turtleneck and a pair of sweatpants?” She drawled out, slipping the robe on over the bikini that she’d been shooting in. “Honestly, let me know. I need to look in my schedule and make notes of when you’ll be in a mood.” Because she certainly wasn’t going to stop. Dita loved her job. She loved showing off. She loved knowing that people were looking at her, and how could they not? With how beautiful the goddess was, it was impossible not to draw the gazes of others. And she thrived beneath them. // @chainsmokersx














