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"That bad, huh?" Jenson got up from the bed and shook his head in dismay, feeling like absolute crap after glancing at the naked woman under the covers.She looked as if she'd rather undergo a tooth extraction procedure than spend another waking moment with him. Now she was ignoring him and checking emails.
Perfect. Great way to start off the day.
He put on his sweatpants and let out a lengthy sigh, eager to show her his disappointment. Jenson glanced at his fiancée one more time while ignoring the torn pieces of clothing strewn all over the bedroom carpet.
The huge carpet was a Persian rug, an engagement gift from his future in-laws: the van den Hovens. They came from a noble lineage with mostly purebloods in their family tree.
That included Charmaine.He'd always thought she was beautiful and deserved the best in life, the best career opportunities, the best husband, and a grea
× "Why aren't you pickin' up? I called ten times." "Don't even start." Jenson ignored his co-star's frown and resumed studying his lines. With how Darren was acting lately—ignoring his advice and keeping secrets from him again—calling Darren his 'friend' would be a stretch. So yeah. They'd keep it just professional and not so friendly this time. That ought to teach the guy a lesson or two. "You're upset 'cause I called Evie?" Oh great. Now the idiot wanted to ruin his morning with a pointless argument, when they should be busy preparing for the hours of work they got on schedule this week. Jenson restrained a sigh as he pretended to read through the rest of his lines. The director and UM would be expecting them to be early on set this week. Yet instead of reading the script and rehearsing his lines, Darren was wasting his time with an issue they should've talked over days ago. "She's the only family I got, Joss. The only one who gives a shit about me." "Don't use that card." J
× "What d'you want?" Jenson ignored the grim look on his friend's face the moment he stepped into Darren's trailer. He glanced outside. Coast clear. He shut the door and locked it to make sure privacy wasn't going to be an issue. Perks of being one of the lead stars in a big-budget TV show: a personal trailer complete with amenities and a spacious bed for each of them. Darren sat on his trailer bed with his copy of today's script on his lap, his medium-length hair restrained by a neat man-bun. His dark beard appeared thicker than last time, while his fist on his thigh clenched. "Before we even begin this talk..." Jenson sighed and ignored his friend's deep scowl. They hadn't talked in days. Probably why the guy was still pissed. "Gotta be sure you're gonna tell me nothing but the complete honest truth." Darren scoffed and resumed reading the copy of the script,&nbs
× "Zach's not coming." "He's busy looking for that girl, Ramona." "He got a call from the girl's mom." "The petite blonde at the party. You seen her recently?" Those were just some of the gossiping Jessi had been hearing all morning. It raised suspicions but didn't particularly pique her interest. Not as much as their boss not being around today. Instead of focusing on their jobs to do on this important first day of shooting, the makeup team had been gossiping about their boss and a young woman named "Ramona". No one familiar to her, although Jessi couldn't help but listen in to her colleagues gossiping during their cigarette and coffee break. Apparently, Zach and Ramona were friends and workmates before, and the two lived in the same town before Zach moved to LA. What Jessi couldn't figure out was why they said the girl was reportedly missing. Hence Zac
×"It's fine, Jess. I'm good." The guy cleared his throat. "It's nothing."Nothing? Seriously? Jessi could only stare at Darren as he tried his best to convince her he was physically fine, and not paralyzed by shock or fear after the utter craziness that just happened. She stood next to him, her knees still weak. They felt like they're going to buckle any second now.Darren sat still on his trailer bed, gripping his phone, his fairly bloodshot and watery eyes glancing at her from time to time.If only she didn't witness him being choked to death on the floor by his co-star, she would believe him without a shadow of a doubt. But she saw what happened with her own eyes. The unbridled violence. The hostility. Jenson swearing out loud at him... Darren's face getting all red and swollen from the aggressive choke hold and...The images just wouldn't leave her brain. Jessi restrained a sigh. Should she call the management? Or just call the cops on Jenson? Would they even believe her? After
×"And that's a wrap, guys!""Finally," mumbled someone from the set, earning a collective sigh of relief from the cast and crew.It sounded like Darren, who had been in a rather chipper mood all evening despite what happened back in his trailer. At times he would even prank his female co-stars during filming, distracting them from saying their lines right.On the other hand, Jenson was the more serious actor in front of the camera. Perhaps the most professional of them all. Well, since he also had considerable experience as a director and producer, Jessi didn't find his behavior surprising.Performance-wise, though, she found Darren's acting more dynamic and amusing to watch. But maybe she was just biased.It was half past ten when the director, Mr. Roberts, yelled "Cut!" and then called it a night. "See y'all in the mornin'!" seconded Margaux, the sweet, soft-spoken brunette Hollywood actor and the oldest among the cast members. She didn't look older than 55, though, her actual age.
× He's wearing pajamas now. At first, Jessi thought it was a joke or something. "Sleepin' in here tonight," Darren said while she hesitated whether he was actually going to sleep in his trailer tonight. It prompted her to begin her last task for the day so the guy could rest up now. Never mind that she had to render another half hour of overtime tonight. She couldn't let the actor go to bed with his itchy hair extensions. They might irritate his scalp all night. "Are they too tight?" she asked once Darren sat in the makeup chair. The stench of cigarette smoke in his breath bothered her somewhat, but it wasn't like she could complain to him about it. "Yeah. A bit. We gonna take 'em all off now?" The guy itched his recently trimmed beard as he stared back at his reflection in the vanity mirror. He looked as photogenic as Jenson, but in close-up shots, Darren appeared more mysterious, thanks to his long-hair-plus-dark-beard look adding points to his debonair appeal. "Yep. Just to m
× 1 new message from:Zach Boss"Hi Jessi. Hope u r doing ok just wanna let u know u will take on Mae's tasks and will be handling Jenson's makeup and hair plus extras. Nik will do D's and rest of the cast. Fam emergency. Can't come to work this week. See u soon"Today 07:07AM It was her supervisor's text. She expected to hear from him early in the morning, but the message slightly disappointed her. Zach didn't even explain why Mae had to go, or why she got "transferred" to another show. Did someone from top management fire her? For what? Jessi sighed and shut the bathroom door. She kind of lost sleep over the whole thing. Nikki, the other makeup artist, hadn't heard much, either. Maybe it's just how production companies worked?After sending a reply to Zach, Jessi picked out her outfit for work. Her phone went off before she could hang her bathrobe to dry. Zach's name stayed on the screen, prompting her to take the call. "Hi, Zach. Morning." "Hey, Jess. G'morning." "You doin' o
× - 1 new message Charmaine VDH "Omw to Beijing. Important board meeting. I'll be back next weekend. Kisses" Today 22:12 - Not again. Seriously. She didn't even bother to call him before going to the airport. With a loud sigh, Jenson turned off his big bike's engine after parking it inside their dark garage. He clapped twice to switch the lights on, then unzipped his leather jacket while trying not to hurl his phone into the trash. She had better make it up to him once she got back. Those corporate workaholics must be doing their best to convince her to take the promotion. Their new offer. It didn't annoy him as much as her behavior did, though. He thought everything was back to normal last night. They had sex twice and she was acting all sweet and caring the past few days. Now he knew why. "Such bullshit." Jenson stomped into their quiet home. The lights automatically lit up the two-storey house the second he stepped into the noiseless kitchen. Well, he should've seen it