“Oh yeah, I’m contemplating a potential fix. What if your fans or paparazzi spotted you with someone who isn’t Everett? It’s early yet, so they can spin it as the start of Everett’s romantic pursuit of you. How about we have you date a guy guesting on the show? It would fit how you’d meet him? I’m thinking about a series of dates; two, three, not just one date. Maybe you’re seen by the fans and paparazzi getting cozy with him in a club; maybe an intimate dinner before or after. Everett might catch sight of you with this guy; he can’t help his jealousy. He interrupts your dates, making a scene. Everett won’t profess his love right away; he’ll interfere with your dates. Make the guy feel like a third wheel. It’s not odd for actors to frequent the same few clubs and restaurants. Perhaps that’s how he figures out he wants to pursue you romantically. He’s jealous of the other guy and your interest in him.” Ben first sounded distracted. As he worked through this. His excitement grew noticeab

“Paulo ensured you never found out, with Gena’s support. So, fine. You have a history with both women, but I’m sensing or hearing regret based around Ms. Jones.” Nunzio Christiano watched his latest client understand the situation he’d fallen into. He didn’t realize how much of a pawn he’d been until now. Nunzio had worked hard to reach this level, close to Rebecca Jones. Right now, Nunzio cussed out Everett Stone and his relationship with Rebecca. Several black marks stained the man’s record. His only saving grace is he admitted to Nunzio he recognized his mistakes and wanted to pursue repairing them. This would make the person paying Nunzio thrilled. Rebecca was unaware, but her past was sneaking up on her in a way she’d foresee. Gena D’Ore and her family of barely legal businessmen, would soon realize how far their connections were, and the lasting influence of their family. Nunzio knew what Rebecca suffered from. After all, it ran on her mother’s side of th

Everett had become worried when Rebecca hadn’t arrived on set on time. Since he’d arrived from his breakfast meeting with Nunzio, he’d been traveling back and forth between the sound stage and their dressing rooms looking for her. He only stopped doing that during his turn in the makeup chair. Currently, he didn't care about people staring at him. They filmed it and met with PR people for the romance plan. He still struggled to believe how quickly they’d come up with a plan. Now, he suspected they’d worked on it before either he or Rebecca agreed to the plan. “Have you seen Rebecca?” Everett stopped a grip as he walked by him. He’d asked anyone who passed him if they knew anything about Rebecca since he discovered she hadn’t arrived on time. It was so unlike her. Everett wanted to know how she took the comments online this morning. He prayed the comments didn’t cause her any unnecessary stress. Everett didn’t want her to get sick from it. “Not yet,

With the meeting over, Everett glared at Yuri. Yuri’s presence would soon become a problem for him. Rebecca may not see it, but Everett did. It didn’t help that he didn’t have an agent right now. He expected the contract information by this afternoon, and then he’d have to explain this to Nunzio. Everyone would see him as a fool. “I’ll be right back after using the restroom. Please act like descent grown adult human beings and don’t kill each other while I’m gone. I won’t be the one cleaning up your blood.” Rebecca looked at them like they were a couple of rowdy teens who were ready to rumble over a girl. Neither Yuri nor Everett liked the meaning behind her words. This was work, not some territorial fight. “Don’t take long, Becca, or we won’t guarantee what you’ll find when you get back.” Everett tried to make his words sound like a joke, but the truth was he wanted to pound Yuri’s face in. He smirked like a begging ass. “Everett, we mu

Yuri may have left before Rebecca returned, but Everett stayed. He didn’t want to make Rebecca feel like everyone abandoned her to her own devices. They believed her worth so little, only when she was absent. They didn’t give her a second thought.She hadn’t returned yet, and he couldn’t get his mind to forget the image of her lying on the bathroom floor. He checked if she had collapsed or left the meeting before Yuri. What he found eased his mind. Rebecca returned, at least for her things, with coffee in her hand.Did he use the men’s room? I brought coffee.” Rebecca entered the room, expecting them to have done nothing while waiting for her. At least, she tried to fix things with coffee. She appeared surprised when Yuri didn’t wait for her return. “He left saying he had things he needed to do. He believed you should go into this blind for the most authentic response you could give.” Everett couldn’t help himself. He must have informed her about Yuri’s true na