THE LYCAN KING’S SECOND CHANCE MATE

Mr. James is not going to make me cry.

Ryan is right by my side as I work. Watching and saying nothing, but assisting me with anything I need.

It takes me about one hour to draw my designs. And one hour thirty minutes for my team and I to bring them to life. There are a few mistakes in the process, but we correct them and the final results are displayed on the mannequins as instructed.

By the time the bell goes, we're done and so are most of the designers, but a few are still struggling with their final design.

My soul nearly leaves my body when the judges come together again at the centre of the room to address us.

I know I did well. The bikinis look great on the mannequins, but I still feel nervous. I've never had this kind of experience before. God, I hope I don't cry.

The next hour goes by with the judges approaching the designers and their designs and asking them to explain what they've created and why they think people should spend their money on it. Mr. James does not fail to live up to his legacy of brutal blasting. I nearly lose my balance when they approach my team.

My heart is beating so fast, I fear it's going to hop out of my chest soon.

"Miss Ashanti Anderson." Cecil Logan, the other female judge, calls with a serious look on her face. "Can you tell us what you've created?"

I take in a deep breath and release to steady my heart beats and calm my raging nerves. Confidently, I walk closer to the first design. “This is a full cup bikini. It offers full coverage and excellent support for the breasts. This type of bikini makes you feel comfortable and confident especially if you have larger breasts. It's also for people who are not comfortable exposing their breasts. You can also see that the underwear below covers up the ass and every part around the pubic region. It's an excellent choice for women who like keeping their private parts private and who don't want too many eyes on them while at the beach. Sexy and comfortable. Those are the two words that inspired me to create this design." I complete the first presentation with a smile before moving to the next, making sure to avoid Mr. James' gaze at all costs.

The second design is an extreme

micro three piece bikini set and the third is a lingerie G-string underwear swimwear. At the end of myThis is from NôvelDrama.Org.

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presentation, the only remark I get from the judges is "Hmmm" from

Mr. James.

I only breathe properly again when they leave my area for the next person who happens to be Leonard Kirk.

One word for his designs.

Stylish.

He explains his impressive designs like the pro he is and as expected, most of the judges are nodding their heads in amazement but the imprable Mr. James remains as stoic as always.

The judges go back to the high table after the presentation. They are now going to evaluate the designs and rank them.

"I feel like I'm going to piss my pants." I whisper to Ryan, my emotional support. He places a hand on my shoulder and gives it a gentle tap.

"It's normal to feel that way. Those judges don't look friendly at all. Especially the man who made the other girls cry. He's cruel." "He's known for that."

"Your designs are very good. I'm confident you'll be within the first three." His words pit a smile on my face and they turned out to be the truth because I came second in the rankings, after Leonard who got first position.

On his way out, Mr. James stops in front of a girl who I recognize to be one of the girls who were gossiping and calling me names the other day. The girls lips curve in a wide smile but it's immediately wiped off when he points to one her designs and says:

"This design is an unbearable eyesore."