Their lips were glued to each other’s as they went at it for a while. The temperature inside the car was rising rapidly, it was quickly getting hot and steamy inside. That was when Roland let go. With her cheeks completely covered in red, she asked brazenly, “What are you doing?” “This isn’t a good place,” he said in a raspy, suppressed voice. He thought this place was too small and cramped for it? Fair enough, she was not sure about doing it here either. She only kissed him because she did not want to lose face as she wanted to be in control. She knew better than to say it, so she squinted playfully and teased him, “What, you don’t want to continue?” Roland admitted quite frankly, “Yeah.” She scoffed and gently nudged him away before sitting up. She declared proudly, “Just remember that you’re the one who said no so I’ll let you off the hook this time. Next time, I won’t be so merciful no matter the location!” She put on a haughty display like she was
Isabel held his hand tenderly and played with the heart of his palm. Roland was calm at first, but after a while, his ears began to turn red. Isabel snickered at the sight. He looked at her with a puzzled expression. "What are you laughing at?" She motioned him over. “Come closer and I’ll tell you.” Roland hesitated briefly before bowing his head closer. Isabel drew herself closer toward him as well, their cheeks brushed against each other. Then, she gently nibbled his ear with her teeth. Roland seemed to gasp at the touch of her teeth. He stiffened up. Even his breathing began to turn erratic. Isabel was so absorbed in teasing him that she did not sense the looming danger. After nibbling his ears a few more times, she whispered breathily into his ear, "I'm laughing because your ears are turning red." Roland was silent. Was he upset? She turned to him to get a closer look at his face, and that was when he suddenly grabbed her by her waist. H
Isabel recognized her. She was Teresa, one of the actresses who played one of the good guys on Legend of the Goddess. She only had a handful of scenes on the show and they rarely had any scenes together, the point being that she was not very close with Teresa. Still, they were all part of the film crew and since Teresa took the initiative to approach her, there was no reason she should refuse, especially since no rules were saying that she owned this corner over here. Naturally, she gestured Teresa over. “Sure.” Teresa sat down next to her. "Isabel, why do you eat the same boxed lunch as the film crew?” Teresa stared perplexedly at the tray of food Isabel was eating out of. Isabel responded with another question, “What else am I supposed to eat if not this?” They were far away from the city and they had many more scenes to shoot, getting to eat anything at all was a blessing enough. Teresa remarked, "You’re a big shot, I thought you wouldn’t eat something as com
Teresa’s assistant asked cautiously, “What would you like to eat?” This instantly prompted a wrathful scowl from Teresa. She asked snappily, "Don't you know my appetite by now?" "Okay, I'll buy something right now but it might take some time because I need to drive to the city.” "If you don’t come back with my food within half an hour, you don’t have to bother coming back.” The assistant grimaced but knew better than to protest. She held her tongue, then frantically ran to get food. Teresa sat down and reached for her phone. Then, she sent a text to Isabella, “Hey Isabella. I talked to Isabel and she’s got her guard up the entire time. I only chatted with her for a while and only managed to find out that her boyfriend wasn’t part of the entertainment industry, I still don’t know who he is. She did mention that her boyfriend didn’t come from a rich family, maybe he’s just a commoner.” Isabella replied almost instantly, “There’s no way he’s any ordinary person.” Tere
"Yeah." he said stiffly. It was just a short answer, but Isabel felt like it punched into her chest like a hammer. She took his hand to comfort him. "Sorry, I shouldn't be upset at you.” Roland smiled affectionately. "It's not your fault, I should’ve said something earlier.” Isabel did not even know that his father passed away, in a car accident no less. This explained why he only lived with his mother. Come to think of it, she knew nothing of his family. She asked him, “Can you tell me about your family?" Since they were dating, she should try to get to know him better. His eyes immediately darkened although there was a tint of a smile inside them only seconds ago. Isabel noticed she had misspoken and quickly retracted the question. "It's okay if you don't want to talk about it.” Roland fell silent for a while before starting, "I was born in Southboro. My grandfather was decently wealthy and my parents have always had a very good relationship." It soun
“Hey Isabel, are you done for the day already?" Teresa asked with a quick smile. Isabel nodded with a grunt. Teresa asked nonchalantly, "There’s this fashion show going on tonight, are you going to be there?” Isabel made a look. "Yeah." Teresa announced gleefully, "What a coincidence, I'm going too! Why don't we go together then?” Isabel was not against it. “Sure.” She did not mind going with Teresa. Teresa was ecstatic. She took a seat nearby to wait for Isabel. After only a brief silence, she started to ask questions again, "Isabel, since we get the weekend off before we go to Glanchester, what are your plans? Are you going to see your boyfriend?” Isabel ignored her. Carla could not stand the endless pestering anymore and said grumpily, "Teresa, why do you keep asking about her personal life?” Teresa froze with shock and explained vainly, “Sorry Isabel, don’t get the wrong idea, I was just trying to find something to talk about.” Carla was relentl
Isabella replied within seconds, “I know, she’s the most cunning and arrogant person I know, I’m surprised it took so long for you to get stung by her.” It seemed like she was no stranger to Isabel’s aggression. Teresa heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing that Isabella was not going to tell her off for her lack of progress. She followed up with another text, “Sorry Isabella, she saw through me, I don’t think it’s very likely I can get more information from her from now on. I did some research on the car her boyfriend drove here every time he came to visit her. The model barely costs a million dollars so I’d wager he’s respectably rich, but not to the point of being absurdly rich.” Isabella replied after several minutes, “Alright, I see.” Teresa tried her luck, “By the way, you mentioned you got some script for me recently. How are things progressing?” Even though she failed to uncover the identity of Isabel's boyfriend, she still managed to take some pictures and videos o
Isabel gave Carla a reassuring look before stepping onto the stage, clacking her high heels against the platform. Bright lights beat on her from every direction. There were many attendees to the show and a lot of them were very fond of her as they cheered and cried out her name. "Isabel, I love you~" "Isabel, you’re awesome!" "Isabel, you’re so beautiful!” "..." The cheers reached one crescendo after another, there was no limit to their excitement. Almost everyone in the venue was chanting her name. Even Isabel was shocked by the reception. She smiled and waved at her rabid supporters. Just as she made it halfway down the runway, the lower half of her dress suddenly fell off. The frantic cries transformed into horrified gasps, sucking the air out of the venue. Even the host on stage was dumbfounded by what he was seeing. Carla, who was waiting for Isabel backstage, was no exception and nearly shrieked. Everyone present at the fashion show, from the a