Max fiddled with the tiny flowers that covered the bodices off her dress, a glass of sparkling cider in her hand everything seems serial it was the opening of the gallery that was honoring her work of art, along with others. Some of the other pictures that were being displayed in the gallery were spectacular, she couldn't believe she was here. Real artists would see her work, the blue skirt moved as Max made her way over to some other students, "Hey this is so real isn't it?" Max asked trying to be nice,
"Eh my works been in much better galleries than the likes of this" A pompous boy spoke in an almost English accent
"Oh… well this is my first time... My mentor is calling me I have to go it was lovely talking to you" Max lied leaving to find Mark.
He stood next to another woman talking away like there was no tomorrow, he was smartly dressed in a black suit with a light blue pocket square and tie that matched Max's dress (they somehow had come with the same color even though they hadn't planned). Max approached "Oh, this is Avily, my old friend from college. She is a wondrous fashion designer; you know half the stuff Victoria wears is done by her?"
"Oh stop it Mark, this night is about the students, not me. What's your name?"
"Max," she said quietly suddenly feeling very small compared to this beautiful blonde haired, jade-eyed lady.
"What was that I thought you said Max but that's a little boys name" she laughed giving Max a cruel stare.
"Her names Maxine Avily," Mark corrected. Max felt tears welling in her eyes, she didn't know why Mark would want her when clearly this woman was all over him and she was so much more than Max ever thought she could or would be. Her feet covered in small pastel purple heels ran to the bathroom, once inside she locked herself in a stall and cried. Her makeup streaming down her cheeks, 'what have I done, I'm mixed up in a whirlpool of emotion and agreed to be my teacher's lover when he is so much better than anything I am'. The bathroom door swung open and then closed again. "Maxine?" Marks' voice said softly, she tried not to cry but she softly sobbed into her hands. Mark undid the lock from the outside and stepped in "Oh little doe, why are you crying?" he said moving to hold her in a warm embrace "Avily has no filter you shouldn't listen to her"
"Bu.. but sh.. sh she's she's she's, so much prettier than me" Max sobbed harder.
"Maxine look at me," he said pulling back taking her red puffy face into his hands
"You are my muse, you not her. If I wanted her I would have her. But I don't I have you, so please dry your eyes this is meant to be your night you've only got one more. Do you want to go back to the hotel, and just come back and view it more tomorrow when not so many people are crowding you?" he asked softly.
Max softly nodded at his kind words "don't get used to this," he said smirking
"What?" She stuttered
"Me being so kind little one" he finished as they left the building making there way back to the two-bedroom apartment they had stayed the night before. Max slipped off her blistering shoes. "Maxine, you're going to have to be less emotional when I'm around other woman you know my models are all female?" He said rubbing his forehead taking off his glasses.
"Yeah I know," she said quietly
"And when I'm in studio mode and not in normal mode, I'm a cruel, monsterous, inhuman man." He moved gasping her waist.
"Fuck your so beautiful, I would love to shoot you in a bright daisy flies in a flowing white dress." He mumbled moving his hand to her cheek leaning down kissing her soft and gently. "You know you've only seen half of what I can do. I'll let you run back to your parents and not speak a word about it. If you just say so now" he said softly
"Mark..." she breathed out feeling more confident, she moved to his ear "you haven't seen what I'm capable of" as the last word left her lips she pulled back. Mark had a hunger looming in his dark eyes."Maxine I...I never mind, I think it's time we went to our rooms" he said stalking off mumbling a goodnight as he left the room. Max stood in the same spot slightly dumbfounded by what had just happened. She headed for her room and turned on the lamp that was sitting on the bedside table of the luxurious hotel apartment. The bed she had was pure white headboard with grey and black covers. Her pastel pink suitcase didn't fit in at all with the room. max walked over to it grabbing her PJs as she was half way through taking off the dress she was wearing she heard a slight whisper yelling from the next room. She quickly put on her lacy pink shorts and her matching singlet and headed to see what it was. Creeping across the dark stain floorboards max heard part of the conversation "Nathan you can't be a whiny brat your whole life!" 'Oh he's taking to Nathan'
"Maxine will be helping me and that's finally, and I would choose carefully what you say and do next because you know quite well what I'm capable of." She heard a click then footsteps to the door Max panicked moving away and then going to the kitchen area making it look like she was getting a glass of water.
"What's are you doing up Maxine I told you to go to bed?" he said a snappy tone, Max got annoyed by him calling her Maxine and snapped looking over at his shirtless form. He was thin and slightly toned, his hair was slightly messer than normal and his glasses were missing from his face.
"Max never Maxine and your not my father Mark so don't tell me when to go to bed" she stormed past him with a confidence that wasn't hers. A large hand grasped her small wrist spinning her "Whlist you are on this trip you will obey my rules, actually no while in or outside of my presence you will obey me. So would you like to apologise?"
Max knew she would have to rewind for this "No, I don't Mark"
"No…" he muttered silently
"Well then I'm sorry my rules don't fit your liking." His face was still as stone, max gulped.
"Heh with Nathan all I have to do is say jump and he asks how high. But you, your cocky now. Why?"
Max shrugged
"Oh nothing to say now" he walked forward making max back up into the kitchen counter.
"Tell me why Max, why your so fearless now" his thumb moved to her chin.
"It's nothing," Max mumbled her eyes looking everywhere but his eyes.
"Oh nothing okay" he nods, max tried to move away but his hands moved to either side of her "Oh Max you can't back away now," he chuckled to himself, his hand run down her face softly
"Your mine now my little doe, I gave you a chance to run back to mommy and daddy but you denied" a smirk formed on his lips.
Max's heart raced a million miles a moment at that small change in facial expression, his lips moved to her covering them, a spark light in her stomach. The kiss was forceful and rough, Max moved trying to keep up as best she could, his hands wandered to her ass. Mark roughly squeezed, quickly he picked her up placing her on the counter Max wrapped her legs around him quick so she wouldn't fall. He kept the quick harsh pace until breaking free and moving to her neck, he kissed from the base of her slender neck up to her ear he softly bit her the lobe and whisper as he took her into the air carrying her "I was going to wait… But you've unleashed the wolf in me little doe and guess what…"
Max's eyes widened she softly breathed out "what?"
"I'm starving"