Camila's phone buzzed persistently on the mahogany coffee table, its vibrations echoing through the silence of her chic, dimly lit living room. With a resigned sigh, she plucked it from its place and swiped to reveal an email notification. She tapped the message open, her dark eyes widening at the unexpected content- a series of professional photos featuring the chiselled torso of the model she'd been collaborating with.

　　"Wow, didn't see this coming," she muttered under her ...