It's mid-September in the glorious city of New York. The temperature is slowly falling and the colors are starting to change. Piper Chapman is slowly waking up to the bright morning and sunshine currently flashing into her bedroom through the sheer white curtains.

"Ugh Fuck" I groan as I rolls onto my stomach and stretch out my hand to grab my phone off the nightstand by my bed.

7:23 am

"Shit" I jump out of bed realizing I'm going to be late if I'm out the door in the next 40 minutes.

Piper Chapman is a new and upcoming model. She's tall with blonde hair that falls right above her shoulders and has striking big blue eyes. She's skinny and athletically toned. She's effortlessly beautiful. And she's young, 23.

A few weeks ago, I got a call from my agent saying that I have a chance to be a part of a photoshoot. I'm not sure what for, but I do know that the photographer is the Alex Vause. I've heard of the famous photographer; incredibly talented, intimidating, and is known for taking the most breathtaking photos of just about anything. Basically, Alex Vause is someone you want to impress.

The blonde rushes into the bathroom taking the fastest shower she has possibly ever taken and pulls on a white crop top that shows off her very defined stomach and jean shorts that makes her tanned legs look longer. She throws her hair up in a messy bun that somehow looks perfect and puts on light makeup even though the stylists will remove it and start from scratch if they decide to use her.

She gets a taxi and makes it 10 minutes before 8:00.

"Piper, good to see you managed to make it on time" her agent says. Her agent is John Bennett. He's a good-looking man with brown hair and brown eyes. He has a nice smile and is a really nice guy and is very good at his job. That smile can get him anywhere. A quality he and Piper share.

"Yea, I'm lucky. I happened to wake up early enough. I forgot to set my alarm last night"

"Always keeping me on my toes. Anyway, I already gave them your portfolio and the good news is that they like you. However, you'll meet with Ms. Vause in the next 10 minutes and she's really the one who decides if you're in"

"Okay what do I need to do?"

"Not much, just sit there and look pretty." He gives her a grin "Don't be fake or full of shit alright. I heard Ms. Vause hates suck ups and basic girls who try and woo their way in"

"Got it"

"Alright, great. I have to talk to some of the other company managers, will you be okay on your own?"

"Yes, John. I can look after myself" I give him a reassuring smile and he walks off.

I head over to the lounge and sit in one of chairs. I sit on my phone looking at emails when I hears a woman with a deep raspy voice say her name.

"Piper Chapman"

I look up to see possibly the most attractive woman I have ever seen in my life. She's tall, taller than me and has straight, dark raven colored hair that falls below her shoulders. The woman has enchanting green eyes framed by black secretary glasses and she is wearing tight black skinny jeans that hug all her curves perfectly, a white v neck top adorned with a black leather jacket, and black combat boots. This woman. Pure, walking sex.

I stand up and walk up to her reaching out my hand to greet her, "Hi, I'm Piper Chapman"

"Alex Vause" she extends her hand and when our hands touch, I feel sparks that travel throughout my body. I lock eyes with the raven-haired woman and I am completely taken back by the sexy smirk on her face. Wow.

We let go and drop our hands back to our sides. She turns her body to the side signaling me to follow her

"Follow me, kid"

Oh my god. Her voice.

We walk into her office and we sit across from each other. She not so subtly looks her up and down. I take this time to study the face of her and truly take in how stunning she is, but my thoughts are interrupted by her voice.

"Piper Chapman. 23. You've been a model for two years now and are slowly making a reputation for yourself. Your portfolio is impressive for someone so new to the game."

"Um, yea. Thank you, I've been really lucky" I say shyly.

"It's not luck, kid"

"I'm sorry?"

She lets out a raspy chuckle and I take a short intake of breath at how amazing that sound is.

"You're young, hot, and have a natural talent. John Bennett is your agent and he's a damn good one too. But I wouldn't give him or luck all the credit. You did this yourself."

Did she just call me hot? I look away and smile failing to hide the redness flowing to my cheeks. God, why is she making me so nervous.

She smirks again. It seems to be her signature and I think it might be the death of me.

"I think you'll do great for this shoot. What do you say kid?" She cocks her head to side and grins.

"Really? You don't want to drill me with a bunch of questions or anything" I'm completely shocked because most photographers try to get to know me more or at least take a few test shots.

"I don't need to ask. I have eyes, Piper. I know what I want and you're going to fit perfectly for some of the shots, individually and with the other models."

"So, no test shots?"

"We don't have to, but I guess it won't hurt to get a feel for it. But first, you need to go to hair and makeup and then wardrobe. Bennett should be waiting for you in the lounge. I'll see you out there"

We both stand up and Alex holds the door open so I can exit the room.

"Thanks"

She nods and gives her a quick wink before shutting the door. Fuck, that wink.

John shows me to hair and makeup where they give me a light natural look, but put on darker eye makeup that make my blue eyes pop. My hair is done in loose waves and as the stylist puts it, "I look stunning". The hair stylist, a tall and beautiful dark-skinned woman named Sophia hands me the first outfit of the day.

"Here you go, darling. Now, put this on and go ahead and make your way to the studio. Alex told me she wants to take a few test shots with you so don't wait up on the other models. Changing rooms are up ahead to your left."

"Okay, thank you Sophia" I give her a warm smile and quickly go and change into the blue skinny jeans, black strappy heels, and tight black top. It's casual but she makes it look sexy nonetheless.

I head over to the studio where I see Alex setting up the cameras in front of a white background. It's typical for most shoots to feature a white backdrop and surrounding so the main focus in on the models.

"Hey" I say softly as I approach the brunette who has put her glasses on top of her head showing an unobstructed view of the woman's forest green eyes.

"Good, you're ready. Go ahead and stand in middle, I need to center the frame on you. No need to pose just yet."

I nod and walk over to where she I was instructed.

Alex walks up to me and briefly tells me to stand slightly to the side and pose. She leans in and I can smell her and it's utterly intoxicating. My senses are filled with the smell of leather and vanilla. Alex is so close, putting her hands on my body, moving and twisting my limbs and posture. Before stepping back, her hand comes up and she puts her finger under my chin and lifts it up slightly.

I'm so captivated by the raven-haired woman. I can sense the tension between us. I don't dare break whatever is happening right now. My gaze remains on her oh so green eyes.

I'm trying so hard to keep my breathing calm, but having Alex stand in front of me and touch me and looking me straight in the eyes is making that nearly impossible. Our eyes lock and neither of us look away. The chemistry is palpable and our gaze intense. Everything around us just seems to fade for a few short moments.

"Perfect" Alex whispers before dropping her gaze to my lips very briefly and then starts walking back to the camera.

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding and try to keep my composure as Alex looks though the lens and takes a few photos.

How am I suppose to do this all day?