Becoming The Mafia Queen
Soft music was playing in the background, and the scent of lemongrass clung to the air so much that I instantly felt relaxed.
Ariana slipped onto the massage table next to mine with a sigh, and she said, "God, I needed this. My whole body's sore from shooting that stupid jogging scene twelve times yesterday."
I looked over at her and asked, "What jogging scene?"
“It’s a new romcom I’m working on,” she said. “It’s called ‘He's the One’, and I know it’s a stupid title but the check cleared so I'm not complaining."
“Sounds interesting,” I said, laughing. “What’s it about?”
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