The next day…Natasha went to ‘Pixy Media’, a studio of ‘Picmotion Production House’, for an audition for a figurant.The studio seemed luxurious, all carved glasses and steel. Natasha walked in, pushing the heavy glass door. The solid steel handhold of the door was cold enough to numb her fingers. A white sandstone lobby welcomed her. The cold air from the air conditioning made her shudder. She felt the need to hug herself.A young woman behind the solid sandstone desk smiled at her. In her white blouse and black skirt, the woman looked pristine.Natasha, dressed in a brown, long skirt and a plain white top that she had worn several times, was self-conscious before her. She regretted not borrowing a dress from Daisy. She approached her with a smile."Hi, I am here for the audition… for a figurant." She was able to form a sentence without fumbling. She submitted the form.The woman checked the form and said, "Go straight, then turn right and then left, and on the right-side wing you w
When Natasha entered the green room, she was surprised to see Nia. It reminded her of the hooligans who had vandalized Zion Consultant. That caused her to lose her job.Her stomach churned with rage. She clutched the script in her hand, her expression darkening. She wished she could chastise her. Then she thought it was useless to argue with her. She finally got a chance to start her acting career after a long time. She should focus on the audition.Nia was equally astonished to see her. "Natasha… What are you doing here?" She asked, coming over to her.The disdainful look on her face made Natasha extremely annoyed. "I am here to do the same thing you are here to do," she sneered."Audition and you?" Nia scoffed arrogantly. "Well, I hope you will get a side role at the very least. Good luck." She walked away to the other side.Natasha pulled her eyes down to the script in her hands, not bothering about her."Hey... did you hear that the producer is here?" Someone said in a hushed tone
When Natasha arrived at the house, she found her son doing something in the kitchen."Mommy…" Jack rushed over to her. "You are back.""Yes…" She squatted in front of him, holding his arms. "I am sorry. I am late. You must be hungry. I will go cook something delicious.""I have already made sandwiches," Jack said with a grin."What?" Natasha burst into laughter in amazement. "Let me check what you made." She walked over to the kitchen.She opened the lid and looked at the sandwiches, which were not perfect. Green lettuce and cheese were drooping out. The tomato sauce was smeared all over the plate.Natasha couldn’t help but smile, looking at his delightful eyes. She put her fingers under his chin and said, "Thank you.""You like it!""Of course… I can’t wait to taste it." Her smile gradually faded as she took his hands in hers and said, "The director thinks that I have the potential to be the heroine of the drama series. But I am not sure whether I will be selected or not. If I get se
Natasha started feeling extremely hot. Her throat was parched and her back was drenched in sweat. She initially thought it was because of the crowd. She went to look for Nia on the dance floor, ignoring the discomfort. But her uneasiness grew with time.Her cheeks were flushed and hot. As the heat rose, her desire spiked. Tingling crawled throughout her body. She let out a throaty moan whenever someone collided with her and desired to lean on that person.Her already flushed face turned redder in embarrassment.‘What is happening to me? How can I feel this way?’Surging hormones were almost blurring her thoughts. But she knew, at the very least, that something was not right with her. She had to escape from here as soon as possible.She hugged herself and walked down the dance floor without stumbling. With her head down, she rushed out of the bar and into the restroom. She didn’t notice someone’s sharp gaze following her.Sean owned this bar, but only his close ones knew about it. He o
Natasha bit her fingertips even harder and curled her toes. She wondered why this guy was questioning her. She was struggling to deal with the rising heat. Shouldn’t he help her or drop her off at home instead of yelling at her?She wanted to ask him for assistance, but the last of her sanity kept her from doing so. She believed she would find some way to quench the fire of desire once she got home. She clenched her thighs even tighter to stop the tingling sensations down there.Sean glanced at her while driving. He grew irritated when he didn’t get her response. He parked the car on the roadside and leaned over to her."I am asking you something," he grumbled, his gaze roving over her flushed face.Natasha stared into his dark green eyes. He was so close that she could feel his breath. His smell of fresh citrus awakened her senses to the point that she could barely contain herself from hugging him."Help me… mm…" she finally said those words, her voice just above a whisper.There was
The next morning…"Yes, send the footage to me immediately. Don’t let any of the staff take a leave today. I will question them on my own." A male voice inside the room disturbed Natasha’s sleep.She rolled to her side and slowly opened her eyes.An overwhelming headache forced her to close her eyes back. It felt like someone was splitting her skull open. She winched and pressed her brow."I need her phone call details, too," the man continued to say.Natasha opened her eyes with a squint and saw a tall figure standing beside a window, a towel wrapped around his waist. Only his broad bare back was visible.Natasha’s vision was blurry. She frequently blinked to get a clear view, wondering who this man was and why he was in her room.Room…The curtain appeared to be different from the one in her room. She gradually started to remember the phone call she had received last night.She had been looking for Nia at the bar when she suddenly became sick. She also remembered a man dragging her
When Natasha returned home, she couldn’t find Jack. All she found was a note from him on the dining table.‘Mommy, where have you gone without informing me? I was so worried when I didn’t see you in the morning. I hope you are fine. It’s getting late now. I'm off to school.’Natasha sagged on a chair, pressing the note against her chest. She couldn’t hold back her tears. She always despised herself for not being able to fulfill his wishes. She eventually became an irresponsible mother who left her six-year-old son alone at home.She regretted going to the bar. If she hadn't gone there, nothing would have happened the way it did last night."I am so sorry, Jack. It won’t happen again." She sobbed with her head bowed, her elbows on the table.She then suddenly remembered Nia."Nia…" She instantly stopped crying and pulled her phone out of her purse.She phoned her.The ring went on and on, but Nia didn’t answer the call. It made Natasha even more worried. She dialed her uncle’s number.
Johnson began to swing left and right even more, constantly tapping his hand on his chest. A layer of sweat covered his face and neck. He remembered her having a pastry with a boy. This recollection made him restless. He wanted to hug her and ask her to love him the way he loved that boy. He couldn’t say a word, though, because of his anxiety.Natasha swallowed down her uneasiness. She was more worried about him. Looking at his pale face, she was sure that he had some discomfort."Honey, why are you so pale?" she asked, holding his shoulders. "Are you not feeling well?"Johnson shoved her away and ran into the hall.Natasha sprang to her feet and stretched out her hand to call him. She quieted down in the end. She didn’t know his name. An unbearable pain gripped her heart. She was sorry for the child. She wanted to go after him and see if he was okay. At this point, she came to the realization that the boy wouldn’t be alone here. He could have come with an elder.What if he had come w
"Erin…" He yelled and rushed towards the building.Sean had just arrived at the site. He jumped out of the car and dashed over.The fire came out of every hole in the building. It was terrifying. Victor jumped through the fire, and so did Sean."Natasha…""Erin…"There was no one inside. They hurried to the first floor, where the fire was less. However, the smoke made it difficult for them to breathe and see through it. They coughed and looked for her."Sean, I will look here. Go to the upstairs."Sean ran to the second floor, where there was more fire. The raging flames on the threshold stood in his way. Sean took a step back, only to run through the fire. The flames engulfed his back and arms.He took off his jacket and threw it down, stepping on it to put out the fire. He saw her tied with a chair."Natasha…" he rushed over to her.She was unconscious."Shit…" He hurriedly untied her and tapped her cheeks. "Wake up. Look at me. Natasha…"She was unresponsive.Sean picked up his jac
Natasha resumed shooting since Easton assured her he would take care of her. She was delighted Sean had not opposed it. They agreed to change the storyline so that Natasha's character would be replaced with a new character. The team had already begun looking for a new female lead.She was resting in the green room during her break. She received a few messages and frowned at the ‘private number’. Curious, she checked the message. Her face turned ashen in seconds, and the phone slipped from her grasp. Her hands were shaking. Tears seeped through her cheeks."No…" She slumped to the ground, the world around her spinning. She bit her fingertips as she tried to contemplate what to do. At this moment of tension, her brain shut down. She could see no way out.Ding-Dang-Ding-Dang…The phone started ringing. The private number blinked on the screen.Natasha trembled even more. Her muscles were numb, while her heart was pounding.With her shaky hand, she picked up the phone and answered it."Co
Sean arrived at the office and looked for Harry. His secretary hurried over and informed him that Harry had died in a deadly car crash a couple of days ago."What? Why didn’t anybody inform me?"The secretary looked here and there, nervous. "We were all shocked at the unexpected news, and you were on vacation. We thought we shouldn’t disturb you."Sean went silent. He waved his hand, asking her to leave. Gloominess spread across his face as he suspected whether Antony was involved.Harry had been monitoring Antony’s activities recently and had called him two days ago, saying that he had something important to tell him. But he had a car crash that day. This couldn’t be a coincidence.What if it was a planned murder?Sean became worried.Antony had become even more lethal than before. He was always causing minor and major issues in the workplace. He had tried to hurt him several times in the past but had never been successful. All of that paled in comparison to his recent deadly attacks
Sean considered throwing his twins a birthday party after being released from the hospital to cheer them up. However, the unexpected news of his grandmother's illness forced him to return home.He arrived at the mansion and went straight to Helena’s room. He found her sleeping with a nurse changing the IV drip."How is she?" he asked in a low voice, approaching the nurse."She is stable now," the nurse replied. "But still weak. She needs proper rest and care.""Hmm…" Sean nodded. "What happened to her? She was okay a few days ago.""Stomach upset. It is normal at this age. She will be fine.""Mm…" Helena groaned and woke up after hearing their murmurs. "Sean, you are here." She stretched her hand towards him."Grandma…" Sean hurried to him and took her hand, sitting down beside her. "I am here.""Mm…" She whimpered as she tried to get up."No…" Sean held her shoulders and stopped her from moving. "You need rest. Don’t move, and don’t talk.""I am not going to die until I see you marry
Natasha woke up early in the morning and found Sean sleeping beside her. As she glanced around the room, she noticed Jack and Johnson sleeping on the sofa. She remembered falling asleep in the bedroom. What happened overnight to send her to the hospital? How come she didn’t know anything about it?She moved to get up, which awoke Sean. She then laid back, looking into his eyes.He also stared back at her with nostalgia. He pushed the strand of her hair that was stuck on her face and murmured, "Good morning.""Good morning. Why am I here?"He caressed her cheek and kept staring at her. Every time he looked at her, he felt at ease, as if all of his desires had been met. Without her, he couldn’t even imagine his life. He would have died of heartbreak if something bad happened to her. He had never expected to fall so deeply in love with someone.He didn't want to distress her by telling her about the last night’s incident. At the same time, he couldn’t hide it either."The maid in the vil
Victor, Easton’s cousin, paid a visit to him. His sole motive was to take him home according to his grandfather’s instructions. However, he was surprised to find Easton depressed."I have never seen you drink during the daytime," he said as he took a seat on the sofa next to him.Easton chuckled and poured him a glass of whiskey."Thank you." Victor raised his glass. "What is bothering you?" He glanced at him curiously, taking a swig."It is something that no one can help me with," Easton replied, his face solemn."I can do anything for you, and you know it."Easton smiled, which looked ugly on his face. "I love someone. Sadly, she is in love with someone else. And... she is happy with him." His eyes turned watery. "I am happy for her. But this pain…" He rubbed his chest. "It is not going away. It is killing me. I am trying to forget her…" He inhaled and sighed deeply. "I can’t stop thinking about her. Alcohol helps me to numb my brain, and I am able to forget her for a while."He dra
Amber was pale, the chill reaching her bones. She was trapped in a situation from which she had no way out. Despite her displeasure, she had no choice but to obey Antony's orders. Otherwise, she would go to jail or the grave.Buzz-Buzz-Buzz…A sudden vibration of her phone startled her, and she dropped it. Her face turned even paler at the glimpse of Harry’s name on the screen. Antony was ahead of her, and Harry was close behind. One was leading her into the endless darkness, while the other was pleading with her to flee. Standing in between them, she couldn’t decide who to choose.Her heart desired to flee, holding Harry's hand. Her conscience, however, reminded her that she couldn't escape Antony. There was no way she would choose Harry.The phone continued buzzing.Antony glanced down at the phone. "Why are you not answering the call?"Amber was jarred back to reality. She picked up the phone. "It’s not important." She disconnected the call.Antony glanced at her and said, "Keep on
It had been two days since the amusement park incident. Natasha became strangely quiet. She stayed with Jack and Johnson when she returned from the shoot. She avoided Sean completely as if she was upset with him.Sean tried several times to strike up a conversation, but Natasha ignored him. He reasoned that she was still shocked and considered taking them on vacation and celebrating the boys' birthdays.The next day, they arrived on an island where Sean had a villa close to the seashore. The sound of waves could be heard from here. The water was deep blue and crystal clear. Watching the sea was always soothing, despite its restless waves. The palm trees that lined the perimeter added to the majestic view.Natasha stood on the porch, which was outlooking the sea, and watched the tireless waves as restless as her mind. The sound of the gunshots was still resounding in her ears. It brought back the terrifying memories of her past that she had buried within herself.She had lost her biolo
When Sean returned home, he found Natasha sleeping. He was relieved to learn from the maid that she had eaten. He sat down beside her and caressed her cheek. His heart was heavy as he saw the tear streak on her cheeks. Despite so much security, he was unable to stop those goons from attacking them. He wondered which enemy had become so audacious that they wanted to kill him and his family.He suspected his uncle as he knew about his involvement with the underworld. But he could do nothing without proof."I will always protect you and my sons," he murmured.Knock-Knock…He glanced at the door and walked over to open it. He found Angus outside the room."Any update."Angus nodded, his serious demeanor maintained.Sean walked into the study, followed by Angus. He sat on his seat, beckoning him to take his seat.Angus only glanced at the chair but didn’t sit down. "We were able to catch one of them alive. He admitted that Mr. Antony had sent them to kill you all."Sean squinted at him, hi