It All Came True: A gripping psychological thriller! by Rowan Aubert

Author:Rowan Aubert [Aubert, Rowan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Deroulement Books
Published: 2024-08-20T00:00:00+00:00

THE CLOCK READ SIX the morning when I entered Isabelle's studio, a loft filled with the remnants of her creative process. My chest tightened, the weight of the day pressing against me. This session was different. Today, I would be posing nude for Isabelle's gallery—a thought that danced between thrill and dread.

Isabelle's smile greeted me from across the room, her eyes warm but probing. She motioned for me to join her. "Morning, Arielle. You seem prepared."

I attempted to mask my uncertainty with a nod, inhaling deeply as I followed her to a corner of the studio. Two artists were arranging their easels, the scent of paint and charcoal hanging in the air, a comfort amidst the tension.

"Meet Maria and Pierre," Isabelle said, her voice smooth. "They’ll be collaborating with us today."

They nodded politely, their eyes already immersed in the blank canvases before them. I returned the gesture, the knot in my stomach tightening as the reality of my exposure settled in. But this was art, I reminded myself—a moment where vulnerability met beauty.

Isabelle directed me to a small platform in the center of the room, a plush rug waiting to soften the experience. "Take your time, Arielle," she murmured. "We’ll begin when you're ready."

My breath hitched as I willed my heart to slow. The ritual of undressing began, each article of clothing folded with deliberate care. With every piece removed, the weight of vulnerability pressed harder. Finally, I stepped onto the platform, the cool surface a stark contrast to my bare skin.

The room settled into a quiet rhythm as the artists prepared. I adopted a pose, striving for a balance between grace and comfort, my hands finding their place on my thighs. The flood of thoughts in my mind needed silencing.

Isabelle's gaze lingered, her intensity both soothing and unsettling. "You're doing beautifully, Arielle. Just relax—you’re perfect."

Her words flowed over me, but the exposure made it hard to absorb them fully. Each movement, each glance from the artists heightened my awareness, making every second feel like an eternity.

As minutes stretched into hours, the initial discomfort began to wane. The vulnerability that had gripped me earlier slowly transformed into a quiet peace. This was more than just posing; it was an exploration of the human form, finding beauty in its most raw and honest state.

Isabelle’s voice broke through my thoughts. "You look so thin, Arielle. Your lines are exquisite."

The comment pierced through me, a mix of fragility and pride swelling within. I had worked hard for this figure, and Isabelle's admiration felt like a validation of that effort.

Maria and Pierre moved around the room, capturing different angles of my form. The soft scratching of their tools created a rhythm, lulling me into the moment—the vulnerability, the art, the raw honesty of it all.

Isabelle’s encouragement was a constant thread, grounding me. "You’re breathtaking, Arielle. The way your body curves, the way it holds itself—it’s all perfect."

I met her gaze, warmth spreading through my chest. Despite the unease that had initially clung to me, I began to understand the allure of this experience.

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