Semua Bab My secret baby with the moviestar: Bab 51 - Bab 60

*Willa*I have basically just arrived at the set to try and find Levi, so I can tell him about the scan, but he is not where I expect so I go searching.Coming around a corner a man comes running, slamming into me hard, and I stumble, grabbing his arm to steady myself, not wanting to fall.“Out of my way, bitch,” he growls, trying to push me away, but in the same moment, he is grabbed by Levi and thrown on the ground with a nasty sound and a grunt.“Are you okay, baby?” Levi is instantly by my side, supporting me, his eyes full of worry. “Did he hurt you?”I nod, trying to catch my breath, as it was knocked out of me in the collision. “Yeah, I am okay, just lost my breath a bit.”“Are you sure?” he says, looking at me with concern, his eyes slipping to my stomach. “No pain or weird feelings?”“No pain, just a bit out of breath, as I said,” I give him a smile to calm him. “I am okay, Levi.”The guy is scrambling to get to his feet and gets ready to run off, Levi is instantly on the mov

*Levi*As I pull up to the hotel, I spot a police car parked out front, and an unsettling wave of panic washes over me. I didn't call Willa before heading home; I was too worried about disturbing her if she was asleep. My heart races as I hurry inside, impatiently tapping my foot while waiting for the elevator. I know I must look like a kid who desperately needs to pee, but I couldn’t care less—I just need to ensure Willa is okay.“Come on,” I mutter under my breath, frustration bubbling up. Was the damn elevator always this slow? I simply do not have the time or patience for this.Finally, the elevator doors slide open, and I burst onto the right floor, practically crashing into the room. Willa, Dan, and two police officers look up at me, surprise etched on their faces.“Levi!” Willa exclaims, her eyes wide. I must look like a madman, panting and disheveled.“What is going on?” I demand, scanning the room. Relief floods me as I see that Willa appears unharmed.Willa glances at one of

1 week later*Levi*"Great... that's a wrap," the director says, and applause breaks out around the set. "Wonderful, everyone, and thank you."I feel happy and relieved; we have managed to actually finish ahead of schedule, and I can get home to my family. Making this movie has no doubt been different from every other movie in my career."Levi, wait," I hear Aslyn's voice behind me as I am on my way to my trailer to get my things. I am skipping the wrap party and taking the red eye home to surprise Willa and Will. They have no idea we are finished early."Hi," I stop and wait for her to catch up as she runs over. "Don't you have a wrap party to get to?"She shakes her head. "Nah, I am skipping it; it's my brother's birthday in two days, so I want to go home and help prepare things for him.""That sounds great," I smile warmly at her, happy to hear she prefers her brother's party to the wrap one. "Please wish him a happy birthday from me.""I will," she bites her lip. "Uhm, Levi... Tha

*Levi*"Sir, could you please sit down?" the stewardess asks me, her tight smile betraying the patience she’s clearly had to muster, perhaps for the third or fourth time now.I’m practically pacing the plush carpet of the first-class cabin, an anxious energy radiating from me as I circle the narrow aisle. My heart races, and the hum of the engines only amplifies my agitation. “Sure, sorry,” I reply, forcing a semblance of calm as I drop into my seat. But the moment I sit, my leg springs into motion, bouncing restlessly as if trying to shake off the tension that grips me.I had seriously considered chartering a private jet for this flight… a sleek, fast solution suited to my urgent needs. But as I weighed the options, the reality set in: for a journey this long, a smaller jet wouldn’t suffice; it would require multiple refuels, adding precious hours to the travel time. And with a larger aircraft, the flight duration mirrors that of a commercial plane. The logistics involved in securing

*Will*My blood is boiling, and I’m ready to unleash every ounce of fury I have. I propel myself out of the chair, using every bit of strength I can muster, and slam into Dan like a freight train. My arms flail wildly, a whirlwind of rage. “Do not ever hit my mom again, you fucking bastard!”“Will, no!” My mom’s voice rings out, laced with fear, slicing through the chaos like a knife.“What the…” Dan grunts as I send him crashing to the floor, my body pinning him down.The moment he hits the ground, I rain blows upon him, each punch fueled by a mixture of adrenaline and fury. “You freaking bastard freak! This is your fault… it's all your fault!”“Get him off me! Someone get him off me!” Dan’s voice is a mix of panic and desperation, but I’m too consumed by my rage to care. I am relentless, my fists pounding down on him like a storm.“Will, please stop!” My mom pleads, and I can hear the tremor in her voice. It’s not mercy she’s calling for; it’s fear… fear that I might get hurt in thi