You Complete Me novel (Skylar and Coralie)

"No. Back then, when we drew bodies, the male models would always wear underwear..." Lucille explained with a blushing face.

When she first started to draw the human body, she could not bear it even if the model was wearing underwear. She often looked at them roughly and drew quickly. Her teacher often criticized her for not being good at drawing, and she only overcame those psychological barriers after a long time.

After hearing that, Franklin realized that he had misunderstood her. He was in a good mood, so he reached out and began to unbutton his clothes one by one. "You can draw one without underwear today." "No! I don't have anything right now, not even a pencil. There's simply no way for me to draw."

She realized that he was serious. She was so terrified that she wanted to hide, but her body was pressed down tightly by the man.

"Come here," he sat up. He pulled her out from the side of the living room, and they passed through a short corridor to the master bedroom. Beside the master bedroom was a room with adequate sunlight. It was an art studio.

Inside it was a pile of brand-new art tools. There were brushes, paint, and even a big Venus Statue.

"What is this?"

"These are for you. If you need to paint in the future, you can paint at home. In this way, I can see you everyday."

Franklin hugged her waist from behind and planted a kiss on her neck.

"This is not my home. This is yours."

"Are you still mad? It turns out that you haven't forgiven me yet. I guess I have to be the naked model for your painting."

When she heard him, Franklin was already unbuttoning his shirt.

"I don't think that's necessary... I don't want to draw a human body right now." Lucille wanted to slip away, but he held her tightly to prevent her from escaping.

"There are reporters at the entrance of the art academy. You can't go back either. What are you going to do besides paint? Besides, you didn't ask for my permission when you used me as your model. Now, you won't even let me request something?"

He had absolutely no intentions of letting her go.

He took off his shirt and revealed his clearly defined muscles.

She was lost for words.

"Do the other male models have better bodies than me?"

Lucille shook her head.

Most of the people who worked as models were the elderly, and there were very few young adults in this field.

"What are you waiting for?"

As he said that, he went to close the door. After that, he walked to the sofa in the room. He took off the rest of his clothes and sat down...

Lucille only stood there in a daze. She looked at the floor, and her face was extremely red.

She was not blushing because she had to draw a naked man. She was blushing because... not only was this the first time she drew a completely naked man, but his private parts were upright! She did not know how to draw it at all!

However, Franklin continued to sit there. Lucille could only bite the bullet and prepared a plain piece of paper on the drawing board. She sharpened her pencil and really started to draw!

He could not help but stand up and he leaned down. He pretended to look at her with a pitiful face and asked, "Do you really have the heart to do this to me? How about you satisfy me first? Then I'll let you draw me?"

She was speechless.

"Pretty please?"

Franklin asked again.

Lucille held the pencil in her hand, and she was at a loss for a moment. In fact, the answer in her heart was "yes". However, when she thought of what Franklin used to do to her, she decided not to let him go so easily for the time being. She said with a straight face, "Since you want to be a model, you should be aware of how a model acts. Sit down first, and we'll talk about other things after I finish this portrait." He did not expect her to be so bold after a few years!

He nodded with a deflated look on his face, "Alright, I'll let you draw."

She was not in a hurry, and she half-squatted there. She slowly sharpened her pencil. Franklin must have bought her a hundred pencils, from the sizes of H to B, from the softest to the toughest. She sharpened pencils for over half an hour.

Franklin watched her. A malicious thought grew in his heat. He would definitely make her regret it later! The desires in his body burned even more.

Finally, after Lucille finished sharpening the last pencil, he could not help but directly pick her up, and he pressed her on the sofa without explanation. He suppressed his desires and asked, "Have you finished?"

"I haven't even started drawing yet."

"Well, your model is feeling uncomfortable. He is in great pain. What he needs now is emergency treatment."

After Franklin said that, he bent over and kissed her. It was a long kiss.

He was obviously anxious, but he still guided her bit by bit, just like how he did the first time.

Only this time, Franklin's physical strength was better than before, and his endurance was also a lot better as well. Lucille finally knew what it meant to dig her own grave.

By the time their 'battle' finished, it was already evening. Jessie was sensible, and she had already finished preparing dinner.

When they arrived in the kitchen and saw the table filled with food, they were grateful. "Thank you, Jessie."

"You are welcome, Miss Lucille. It's just that I am not as good as Marie in terms of cooking.

I hope that you won't mind it."

Jessie stood by one side and said politely.

"I picked you up from that hellhole because you were willing to call me Miss Lucille," Lucille smiled.

After their meal, Lucille told Ralph about what happened over on her side. She was also discussing with Franklin whether they should bring Aurora over.

Although Jessie only stood by one side and never said a word, she had been hesitating. When Franklin saw how abnormal she was acting, he asked, "Is there anything you want to say?"

"I..." When Jessie heard Franklin asking her, she was shocked. She looked at Lucille and then at Franklin. She slowly took out a phone from her pocket and said, "This is for you."

"What?"

He looked at the phone, and the first thing that came to his mind was whether it was about a recording of Natasha or Alma.

Jessie turned on her phone and found a video from inside it. She clicked on the playback button and then placed it on the dining table.

When the video started to play, it was the scene that happened that night! However, it started when Marvin collapsed.

"When did you take this video?"

Franklin was excited when he saw this video, while Lucille, who was next to him, shed tears from her eyes.

Although she did not know what they said before, she never expected Alma to be so crazy as to do that!

"Whenever Master Marvin returns,

he likes to drink a cup of tea before

going to bed. I waited for him to return, and then it happened. At first, I did not expect something like that

to happen, so I did not record it. After that, when I saw Master Marvin falling to the ground, I felt that

Madam wanted to cause trouble, so

I started recording."

Jessie said nervously.

"What did they say before that?" When Franklin asked, he sent the video to his own phone.

Jessie looked up at Lucille and

hesitated for a moment before

saying, "I don't remember what they

said before, but I remember Miss

Natasha saying that you and Master

Zane were in a relationship. She

even said that your child belongs to

Master Zane. After that, Master

Marvin fainted..."

Lucille was furious when she heard this! She suddenly stood up and grabbed Franklin, "Help me. I want to sue them! I will take back everything that belongs to my father!"

"Alright, don't worry. Of course, I will help you." He gave her an affirmative look.

"I'm sorry. At first, Madam and Miss Natasha kept threatening me and Emma. They said that if we went out to help you, they would kill us... I was afraid at that time." Jessie looked at Lucille. She stopped for a moment and said, "But now I have decided to help you, Miss Lucille. If you need a witness, I will be willing to testify."