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The Actor's Contract 101 Wedding crasher
Date = 15 AugustPlace = San Francisco (Inferno)POV - EnriqueJust then, Mel wobbles up the last step, winded with a red face, with Damion holding her arm.“Sorry, we’re late,” Damion charms, “Your sister takes a while to walk up the stairs.”“She takes a while to walk, period,” Luke sneers. It earns him a glare from both Mel and his brother.“Mel!” the three girls chime, making a dash as if to see who gets to her first. Damion steadies his body for the impact.“Let me help you to the penthouse,” River says and grabs Mel’s arm. My sister gives four steps, then halts. She turns and looks at Damion.“Give me the blue box,” she says, holding out her hand. Damion gets this strange face.“What blue box?” he asks, looking surprised.“The one I gave you yesterday.”“Uh … you didn’t give me any blue boxes.” Mel frowns and tilts her head.“I did,” she pews, “You must have forgotten it at the building site.” She points a finger at his nose.He rolls his eyes. “Moron,” she mumbles softly. “I ne
The Actor's Contract 100 Sex ed
Date = 15 AugustPlace = San Francisco (Inferno)POV - Enrique“Hey, bro, where are you guys?” I ask over the phone. “There’s still a ton of work to be done.”There’s really not. Everything is ready.But judging from the rasp in my own throat, I’m panicking. It’s in my voice, that edge I can’t file down. And Jackson will definitely pick it up.Also, in the fact that this is my sixth call. I’ve counted. Six times I’ve harassed my twin today like some lovesick maniac who forgot how to breathe without a babysitter.“We’ve roughly moved around two miles closer to the club since your previous call.” Jackson’s reply is even, patient, but there’s a faint quiver beneath the calm — annoyance held on a tight leash.Barely audible. But it’s there. In his tone.“I don’t know why he’s so on edge … it’s just a wedding.” Audible amidst the backdrop din, Logan gives his unwanted opinion. I let it slide … for now. But I’ll make him swallow those words the day he gets hitched. The boy clearly doesn’t k
The Actor's Contract 99 Raincheck
Date = 14 AugustPlace = San Francisco (Black Pit)POV - EnriqueThe bass from downstairs fades, like even the club knows not to interrupt.Jackson looks exhausted. Older than usual. Like he’s been dragging too many coffins through too many nights.“I’m telling you to leave it, brother.”“Why?”“Because the truth doesn’t fix things. It just makes them heavier.”We stare each other down, silence pulling taut as barbed wire. I suck in a breath, trying not to drown in the weight of it.The clinking of glasses and the faint thump of bass from a test run on the speakers buzz in the background again, but all I can hear is my own breath. Thick. Shaky. Full of the kind of weight that only comes from decades of being lied to.Jackson moves back to his seat. As if the topic is done.“You wonder if he knows about us?” I ask quietly, also sitting down again.Jackson, across from me, doesn’t move at first. He is messing with the tablet, pretending he hasn’t heard. But I see the way his shoulders t
The Actor's Contract 98 Emotional chaos
Date = 14 AugustPlace = San Francisco (Black Pit)POV - EnriqueThe club is chaos. Not the wild, sweaty kind we built it for — but the kind with white ribbons and floral tape and people arguing over centerpieces. I spot River barefoot on one of the bars, trying to hang peach streamers with her teeth, while Mel yells at someone about candle symmetry.If hell threw a wedding, it would look exactly like this. Lights are half-installed, florals are everywhere, and at least three people are arguing about whether peach is technically a color or just a fruit with delusions of grandeur.I step over a ladder, avoid a child wielding a hot glue gun like a small war criminal, and find Aria outside the club near the delivery area.Her cheeks are flushed from laughing too hard, probably at something Noah said. He always has that casual golden-boy charm. It’s annoying. I adore it.Aria grins like she’s been keeping the world’s best secret, and when she presses a set of keys into Noah’s palm, it’s w
The Actor's Contract 97 Champagne problems
Date = 13 AugustPlace = San Francisco (Black Pit)POV - AriaI’m mid-sip of champagne when Sky squints at the envelope on the table. Her eyes narrow. Her head tilts. Then she looks at me like she’s just uncovered classified government secrets.I bite my lip.Inside that envelope — creamy white, thick and expensive, SPORT written across the front in big, ridiculous curly letters — is the new ‘contract’ Enrique made me sign.Which I did. Freely, knowingly, and in love.Because I have read every clause — even the fine print. I agree with every word. No amendments are required, and no escape clause is desired.Signed. Sealed. And tomorrow, I will personally deliver it into his hands like the obedient lovesick menace I apparently am.“Why,” Sky asks slowly, dangerously, “do you call him Sport?”Not exactly the question I expected.Mel perks up immediately. “Yeah, I also want to know.”I cough. Hard. Champagne burns its way up my nose. “It’s nothing.”“That,” Mel says with delight, “is a l
The Actor's Contract 96 Wedding jitters
Date = 13 AugustTwo days to go.Place = San Francisco (Black Pit)Our safe zone.POV - AriaIf anyone had told me a year ago that I’d be sitting on the floor two days before my wedding — barefoot, wrapped in a silk robe that cost more than my dignity, inside an estate four times the size of Manhattan — drinking flat champagne with two women who feels like sisters I’ve known my entire life — all of us traumatized — I would’ve laughed in their face and suggested intensive therapy.Possibly medication.Yet here we are — flat on the thick carpet.The couch is occupied by wedding junk — shoes, makeup, a veil I refuse to look at again because it turns me into a weepy liability. And a suit jacket Enrique abandoned earlier, before he left with the boys, as if he was afraid it might bite him.So the floor it is — a half-eaten tub of ice cream sweating onto the rug — our legs crossed, knees touching, close enough that I can feel Mel’s warmth and Sky’s restless energy vibrating beside me.Outsi
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