A young man with a hoodie and sunglasses sat on the train heading to Fifth Avenue. Lazily dazing out of the windows with his headphones in listening to music, and with the sharp aura he was unconsciously emitting, no matter what anyone thought of him, they could all agree that they could not keep their eyes off of him. Too suspicious!

The young man was naturally Faer.

He had yet to realize the cute girl sitting beside him that kept trying to see what he looked like. It didn't matter either way whether he saw her or not though since he didn't have the courage to speak with girls, especially cute ones.

As he exited train car, unknown to him, the people inside exhaled a breath of relief.

Making his way to the agency, Faer was thinking about the memory of the male model. After replaying the memory twice just for good measure, he felt that at the bare minimum he could do the model's talent justice. Whether it is a devilish smile, an evil facade, acting mature, a tender expression, you name it, Ty Rivers could do it. It was just too bad that he was a little past his prime before he started modeling. With this much, even if Faer wasn't good looking, he should be able to find an agent who would take him on.

Finally, inside the agency, he saw several people milling around looking super busy. Walking to the front desk, he knew it was disrespectful to keep the hood up and the glasses on but his sister explicitly advised him to keep them on until he saw the person whose cards she gave him.

"Uhm hello, I'm here to see Jenna Mccaw." Said Faer in his soft-spoken voice. No matter if he had the models temperament, he still could not get rid of his timidness so soon.

The receptionist took a look at Faer and immediately turned him down. They had a lot of people like him come to the office trying to see the agents. People like this hooded guy were a dime a dozen. Not even knowing what Faer looked like, she had already grouped him together with the wannabes. Faer's future modeling career hit its first snag as soon as he arrived at the agency.

Obviously, Faer had no idea as to what the receptionist was thinking. He just patiently kept waiting for her response.

After a minute passed, he finally couldn't take it anymore.

"Excuse me. I'm here to see Jenna Mccaw." Maybe she didn't hear him the first time, Faer thought.

"Come back another time. She's not here." The receptionist dismissed him.

Faer not knowing what to do decided to call the number on the card. Only God knows why he didn't do that yesterday.

(Who said I knew?! Not because I'm God means that I know everything you know!).

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Pressing the phone to his ear, he waited for the other side to pick up.

A sultry voice answered. "Hello?”

“Yes, uhm I'm Faer Mensa, I was referred to you by someone?”

The voice laughed, completely captivating him. "Why do you sound unsure, you should be the person Fleur mentioned? Alright, where are you right now?"

Eh? Did Fleur tell her about him?

“Fleur told you about me? I told her not to.”

"Yes, I remember her saying if I don't take you on I'd regret it. I know for sure someone like her wouldn't lie but I want to see you myself before I agree, you understand.”She said.

“That's fine; I'd prefer it that way. I'm calling you to tell you I'm at the front desk of the office, in hindsight I should've called and told you I was coming, for that I apologize. The receptionist said you weren't here, even though I knew she was lying.”

"Ok wait there; stay on the phone until I get there."

"Ah yes." What a straightforward woman. That was Faer's first impression of her.

A while later a lady with beautiful fire engine red hair, and a perfect oval face approached him. Her big limpid eyes were a vivid green that sucked you in. Luscious red lips that had a slight mocking curve to them. She was too hot, so much so that Faer's little fellow had a reaction.

After secretly checking her out he came to the conclusion that her boobs had to be at least D cup! He couldn't see her ass but he was sure it was firm enough to bounce a coin off of it.

The close-fitting pencil skirt and shirt suited her really well.

This woman was a lust demon.

("You're the lust demon, idiot!" A certain God was watching in excitement while munching on popcorn.).

Putting the phone away after hanging up the call, Faer met her halfway.

"You must be Faer? I can see why the receptionist didn't let you in. Why are you all covered up?"

"I was told to come like this, apparently my looks aren't too good which is why I had to cover up my face. I know it makes no sense to want to be a model with a face like this but I can do shoots from the neck down right? There must be something like that. I have confidence in my physique you see."

'Was this guy for real? Just what did Fleur get her into?' Jenna was perplexed but by looking at her face, one would never guess.

"Well, shall we go to my office? We can talk more there." She gestured for him to follow her.

Now in the office, away from prying eyes, she asked him to take off the glasses and lower his hood.

With slight trepidation, Faer complied.

Faer's exquisite face was now visible, abruptly freezing Jenna in place.

Wow! Am I dreaming? Such a strikingly handsome man! His slightly curved peach blossom eyes, the two tones were too alluring for words. Those pink lips that could move people to distraction. That tender white skin. The face was the real deal, even better than that but she still needed to see his body.

Jenna took several much needed deep breaths.

"Your shirt. Take it off!" She knew she was being brusque but this man unnerved her. Where in the world did Fleur even find him? Now that she looked closer, he really resembled those siblings. The silver hair should have been a dead give away, but Jenna didn't even entertain the thought that he was THAT Faer.

Poor Faer didn't even know the effect he had on the so-called lust demon. The shirt made its way over his head, and as soon Jenna saw his sculpted body, she passed out.

Just Kidding.

She thanked Fleur repeatedly in her head for sending her such a treasure. God got no credit here.

"You're mine. Wait for my call. I'll book you something great!"She shooed him out of the office, so she could get to work. Jenna couldn't remember the last time she was this excited.

Faer Mensa. The modeling world will be turned upside down because of you.