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“Why would you say that?” He shrugged. “Because that’s how the world works. A young actress runs away from her wedding at the last minute, then takes off with the man she’s been cheating with for two years? That’s not a drama, Tara. That’s a PR disaster exploding like a bomb on the red carpet.” His voice was so... cruel. But also honest. I stared at him, trying to figure out if he was faking it. But there was no anger there. No heartbreak. Just the calm of a man who had calculated everything three steps ahead.

“THREE! TWO! ONE! ACTION!” Jordan found himself shouting, he hated that he was back to the traditional way of directing becasue these humans won’t learn how to stick to simple instructions. He was having it bad and he needed to deal with it as fast as he could.They were supposed to be close to shooting some of the last scenes but here they were still trying to get the characters comfortable with each other.

After briefly glancing at Nathan, he turned and headed toward the garage, leaving only Nathan and me on the side of the road. He instinctively tried to close the distance between us, but I silently took a few steps back, my voice calm as I spoke. "Mr. Baldwin, let's keep some distance between us, or the paparazzi will have a field day. People on social media will start saying I'm deliberately clinging to my ex-husband." No matter the situation, people always had a harsher judgment for women. The whole thing with Jenny was a prime example. In the end, it was Nathan's misjudgment that caused everything, but somehow, I became the one who wasn't generous enough.

Ray's problematic behavior. I throw out all my things from the bag but I can't still find my phone. No way! Oh my God! Dickheads took it out. I slump on the bed and close my eyes and for a still moment, I force myself to believe that everything is going to be okay and that this whole deal is a going to be a shortlived mistake. When I finally open my eyes, the beautiful interior design of the room reminds me that I'm wrong. There's a knock on the door and a deep grubby voice follows. " Come down for breakfast"

Jaxx burst out in anger while Max quickly confronted him and tried his best to calm him down, but after a couple of minutes, he immediately walked away and went to his room. I tried my best to calm him down, but unfortunately, he was a fucking hard-headed person. I think we need to leave him alone to rethink his actions and give him some space. " Max said to his fellow teammates, which they all agreed. "You know what, we should make a plan B in case our first plan fails." Eshal suggests, but everyone ignores her as they start to separate. Everyone acts like they are in a normal situation despite the fact that one of them is going to die next Saturday.

“Let her go!” He didn’t get within a yard before two shadows shot forward from behind Daniel. His bodyguards—quick, precise, and merciless—twisted James’s arms behind him and slammed him to the ground. The sound of his shoulder dislocating was sharp and unmistakable. “Aaagh!” James’s scream tore through the air as his face was shoved into the cold, dirty floor, his features contorted in pain. “Daddy.” Alan walked over, holding his sister. His small face was solemn.

The moment I mentioned Francis stabbing me, Sarah's expression darkened even further. Before she could speak, Alice suddenly stepped in, forcing her tone to stay calm. "Scott, I know you don't want to be just another pretty-boy idol. You care more about real acting skills, don't you? So I completely understand why you're focusing on acting now." She handed me a filming notice. "Here. I just landed you another stunt fight scene. Shooting starts at one in the morning, and the pay's pretty good."

Just then, Sydney stormed into the room and saw everything. Her voice rang out sharp and angry as she marched up to me. “Aaron, what the hell do you think you're doing? Is this some kind of workplace bullying now?” I gave her a cold, sarcastic smile. “Workplace bullying? Please. I wouldn’t dare.”

"Isabella, I heard you learned how to fight in prison. Why don't you give Elena a show? If you can make it lie down obediently, you get a hundred grand tonight." "A hundred grand…" I murmured. I stared at the restless beast. Its eyes were bloodshot, a low growl vibrating deep in its throat. This wasn't entertainment; it was a gladiator match. But I couldn't walk away from that money. I took off my jacket, revealing arms mapped with scars and fresh bandages from the ballistic test earlier that afternoon. "Deal." I had barely taken two steps when the Rottweiler went berserk. It broke free of the leashes and lunged at me with a thunderous roar.

This guy is really testing me. I know for a fact that as a Psychology student, I should learn how to control my temper but I can't seem to hold it when it comes to Maze. It's as if everything he does has a big effect on me and I don't like it. He's pissing me off. And I am Gabriel Solzeek Thornton. I can't lose without a fight. The war has only started. I meed to make sure that I could get even. And I can't help but to smirk while thinking on how exciting this could get.