“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
Unlike many stars, Rebecca didn’t expect special treatment. Her makeup artist didn’t come to her to beg her to allow her to put her makeup on. Rebecca wouldn’t do that to anyone. She felt it was unnecessarily rude, though she knew some who would fight to prevent the makeup artist from doing their job. “What happened Becca? It’s not like you being late.” Daisy said. She scolded Rebecca good naturedly. They’d become work friends over the years and comfortable in their friendship. “I’m sorry someone must have sent me the wrong schedule. I’m cursing myself for not calling to make sure it was correct, but it was so late when I received it, I was afraid to call so late.” Rebecca settled into the makeup chair while Daisy hovered, ready to pounce and do her job. “Hon, John is in fine form this morning, so I’ll try to get you done as soon as I’m able.” Daisy said. Her words warning Rebecca of what to expect as much as to tell her what she’d misse
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,
Rebecca thought the filming went well once she confirmed no one saw Everett kiss her. What was he thinking? His action could cause the Studio to fire them if they’re caught. If she slapped him, it would draw attention to their situation.They had a meeting with a PR Representative to discuss the foolishness. Sign some legal wavers and the like. Rebecca questioned how they could believe anyone would see them as a couple.However, they sat and listened as this individual explained the proceedings. “Rebecca, you’ll start off dating Yuri Johannes. The first date is a dinner date. The second date you’ll appear at the Children’s Hospital Fundraiser with Yuri. Everett will arrive and assume control of the date.” The PR Rep said to Rebecca. His knowing smile annoyed her because it proved to her that no one considered how she felt about any of this. All the while, he thought he’d achieved something remarkable. “Everett, you’ll come in and do whatever you need to. Your goal is to ma
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
Rebecca stood outside the conference door. Yuri and Everett didn’t realize the door was open a crack and she could hear their foolish posturing. She was clueless about their point, but she refused to be a prize they fought for. At first, Yuri seemed playful. However, Rebecca changed her mind upon hearing of his attempt to improve the deal. Hello! WTF? She was involved in this and neither took her feelings into account. Why did Yuri want to antagonize Everett? That was what Rebecca wanted to know. Everett acted like he had some prior claim on her and had some secret knowledge no one else had. Well, Rebecca would have to admit he might remember more than anyone else knew. She had to confront him and make him stop confirming her illness to others. Damn it, she’d end up losing everything this way if he had his way. Is that why he’s back? He’d slowly take everything she had. He could witness her gradual breakdown. Rebecca would die before tha
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
“I gave you a chance once already, Everett. You demanded a divorce. That means you gave up on us, long before I did. Why should I bother trying again? The first attempt proved unproductive. Disregard the emotional pain I endured. Why would I want another round? What guarantee do I have? That I’m not wasting my time again?” Rebecca couldn’t help herself. She needed to protect herself from the previous events their breakup created for her. Rebecca gave so much of herself into their marriage, she’d felt the too actual pain. “It won’t be like that. I promise you. Please listen to me and believe me? “Never again.” Everett’s sincere voice reached Rebecca’s ears. His words echoed with a desperate need. Rebecca knew how much she feared his mood’s influence on his decisions. She couldn’t take another upset like she’d had back then. Another thing he’d not done yet was accept the guilt of following his agent’s promises. He’d decided and done what his agent persuaded him