AN Just an advanced note to remind you that this is work of fiction so just go along with whatever Is said. I try to research so I'll just go about with whatever I have found.

Any ways ENJOY!!!

'Sharon!'

Hearing her name being shouted and being thrown over a man's broad shoulder was not the way she anticipated spending her precious break time. Especially since she didn't know who the heck the man was. All she could see was the back of the black tuxedo the men were wearing for the shoot. Just as she was beginning to struggle, wriggle, and try to get out of his grasp, the man settled her to the ground gently. Her mind spun at the sudden rush of blood away from her head.

While she got her bearing, she could hear Cameron, Matt and a woman arguing in a nearby room.

'I don't care. I will not be close or in a picture with this-this sexmaniac. In fact, I'm filing a sexual harassment suit,'Cameron  raged.

'Come now, isn't that taking it a bit too far?'Matt said placatingly.

'Too far? I can't say anything about the grinding and the fondling. But I'm sure Clay has proof that she was forcefully grabbing and masturbating me while I look on in horror,'he snapped.

By then, Sharon had gotten her bearing and saw that it was Logan who had transported her. He looked slightly panicky and sick with worry. He moved his hand in a shooing motion, as if he was asking her to somehow make the situation better. There were others lingering around the area and they were looking at her curiously. Obviously they didn't recall her even though she'd been rushing around the entire morning, completing their requests. What was she? Their slave?

'Well, you were hard,'a smug, woman's voice intervened her thoughts. She recognised the voice. She was one of the models, Stephanie Kingsley. Sharon didn't like her. Yes, she was gorgeous. Yes, she was renowned worldwide. Yes, she was one of the most successful models in the industry. It did not mean that she could deliberately mess things up and create more work for her. All day, she'd been called to attend to the Queen Bitch. And her requests were ridiculous. Once, she'd had to run to a coffee shop 5 times just because Her Highness was fickle minded. She would act clueless, her big green eus widened in innocence but Sharon had seen the gleam in her eyes. She revelled in her power over a powerless individual like her.

Clearly she also liked to exert her power over the male populace. Usually, Sharon wouldn't mind but this was Cameron. He was in obvious distress and anger. Although she didn't know why he should be angry since he did that to her many times. She'd think he would be happy to be in that position. Well, he'd be happy. On the other hand, she'd be devastated. With the reaction he was exhibiting now, she felt her heart grow and smiled. She was beginning to believe their relationship would last.

'It's because you have been grinding against me,'he roared. The entire studio heard him. She thought maybe the entire building did too. 'It was a purely physical reaction. If anyone had been grinding against my crotch, that would fucking happen. Hell, a fucking lamp could get me hard.'

'I hope you're not developing a lamp fetish,'Sharon called out, entering the room, deciding it was time to end the argument. Cameron looked shocked and slightly sick. His eyes were turning panicky. She was worried about him but she decided to survey the room first.

It was a fairly small room, just enough space for 2 people to change clothes. In fact, the three of them were standing fairly close together, even though Cameron tried to get as far away from Stephanie as possible. Stephanie had a faintly smug look on her face although she still had her haughty face on. Matt looked cool and collected but she knew he must've been sweating buckets trying to prevent a fight.

She moved towards Cameron and wrapped her arm across his waist. With his adamant argument against Stephanie's actions, he had earned a bit more of her trust and heart. He was surprised but when she sent him a reassuring smile, he relaxed slightly and hugged her close to his side.

'Well, that was an interesting argument. I think the entire building heard about your lamp fetish. I hope no one reveals that to the press,'she teased. He relaxed further, bending slightly to bury his face in her hair. She pushed him away. 'Hey, that's not particularly sanitary. I've been running around all day. My hair is wet from sweat.'

His shoulder shook from his laughter. Did he found it amusing? Well, she didn't. She wanted to smell clean and nice when with him but with how busy she'd been, she knew that was a thing of the past. She shoved him harder. He finally released her and heaved a loud, relieved sigh.

'Are you alright?'he asked softly.

'That's what I should ask you,'she replied. They shared an understanding look and he knew she didn't hold this against him. She decided to tease him further. 'You must've felt soo violated to want to file a sexual harassment suit.'

'I don't want to talk about it,'he said stiffly even though he still remained relaxed beside her. She giggled.

'No worries, sweetheart. I've been through this many times so I could advise you through this hard and dark time.' He stiffened, ready to demand clarification but when he saw the mischief in her eyes, he laughed and brought her closer.

'Cameron, what are you doing with this servant?'Stephanie demanded in outrage.

Sharon had forgotten the presence of Stephanie and Matt. In fact, she'd forgotten about where they were entirely. From Cameron's furrowed brows, she knew he felt the same. She was faintly worried about the effect of being with Cameron had on her but the feeling of security and warmth overrode it.

'This is not a servant,'Cameron spat. 'This is my girlfriend, Sharon. My sweet, beautiful, headstrong girlfriend.'

'You just had to add that,'she said exasperatedly. However, inside, she was fangirling. He'd called her beautiful, her inner, totally less sophisticated self cried out joyfully. B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L

He ignored her. 'I don't want to shoot with Stephanie. If no other alternative is found, I will break my contract,'he said grimly.

'You can't do that,'Sharon cried before anyone could say a thing. 'That contract is legally binding and you'd have to recompense them. Believe me, it's not small change.'

'Sharon, you can't reveal that,'Matt said, horrified. Cameron cut him a look that made him take himself out of the argument.

'If no other arrangement can be found, I'll break my contract,'he repeated slowly, his gaze on Sharon. It seemed he was reiterating his stand. She loved the fact that he wanted to not damage their relationship but she didn't want it at the expense of his reputation.

'What if we found another model?'she suggested. He smiled softly at her.

'What?'Stephanie sputtered. 'You can't do that. Do you know who I am? I am Stephanie Kingsley, the most sought after model in the world. my schedule is packed all year round. I am worth more than whatever you earn in 20 years. Princes, actors, athletes have tried to get me in their bed but many have failed. Only a select few are welcomed-'

'Yeah. SELECT. Whore,'Cameron muttered, making her giggle. She realised her mistake immediately as all was quiet around her. Everyone was looking at her, even those outside the door, bewildered and in awe. All except one. Stephanie was literally smoking, her face red. The contortion of her face made her look less attractive.

'You dare laugh at me, you imbecile,'she raged, taking a step towards her. Cameron immediately pushed her behind him, creating a barrier between her and the enraged bull.

'Enough,'he said firmly. Stephanie paused, torn between berating her further and seducing Cameron. Before she could decide, he continued. 'The contract that you signed does not does not state that we have to be partnered. It only says that you will be employed to endorse the product. So if we can find someone else to partner with me, then I'll continue.'

'We only have today to shoot,'the art director said. 'I can possibly push the deadline till tomorrow but everything has to be done by 9 pm so we'll have time to review everything.'

'Now's 1 pm. Where are we going to find someone at such short notice?'Sharon wondered worriedly. She didn't want Cameron to get in trouble just for protecting their budding romance. It could cause bitterness in future.

'How about you?'Matt asked.

AN I did this in the middle of the night and I'm not that happy with the flow so I'll come back and edit. I won't change the plot but just some phrasing. If you have a better way for me to phrase the interaction and scene, let me know :D