Juho's breath nearly left him the moment he saw the blue-eyed girl walk into the studio, white silk pooling around her body.
He'd seen countless beauties pass through that door, wearing all kinds of glamorous outfits, but not once had his chest tightened the way it did when the deep green of his eyes met the deep blue of hers.
She blinked, just once, as if making sure she wasn't seeing him wrong, and that alone was enough to make his whole body feel weak.
And yet, none of that could compare to the cold way she'd once declared that his entire life was nothing but a curse from God himself.
The girl settled at the center of the refined backdrop, already striking a pose he'd shown her during one of their modeling sessions.
"Should I do it like this?" she asked, her voice pulling him out of his stunned state.
