All Chapters of Loving Jupiter : Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

“Uh… S-sir!” My assistant had the nerve to barge inside my dressing room while I’m trying to take a beauty rest for my next appointment. Lea nervously stood in front of me as I remained lounging on the sponsored folding bed. I removed my sunglass and arched my eyebrow at her, irritated. “What?” “Sir Jonny t-told me to inform you that your photo shoot was rescheduled at seven…” “Huh?!” I threw the shades on the marbled floor. “What do you mean at seven? I have an appointment by that time!” “Uh…” the idiot bowed her head down, looking extremely clueless and scared. “Call Johnny! I need to talk to the photographer!” I demanded angrily. Lea actually nodded in panic as she quickly actually exited the room in a very big way. But before that, she really picked up at the broken sunglass on the floor in a subtle way. I don’t even essentially know how pretty many of that I’ve already broken, and it doesn’t matter anyway ‘cause I particularly have all the money in the world to essentially

I took a long sip from my coffee cup while feeling the soft material of the chair, especially designed for me, touch my aching back. A satisfied groan escaped my lips as I let the caffeine consume me. My schedule is packed which means I have a long day ahead of me. I could feel the sheer regret inside me as I silently chastised myself inwardly for staying up too late last night. There's a brand new rom-com gay show streaming in the biggest movie site right now and I am certainly in for the current trend. It was worth it, though. I genuinely enjoyed the show and I wish I could star someday in films of that kind.But then... that's like flying to the moon. Unless I find the courage to come out of the closet, it'll remain a ridiculous thought inside my head.I stretched my limbs and let out a yawn, putting down my paper cup on the coffee table beside my chair. My eyes then landed on the lit up phone perching on my lap. I'm currently stalking the actors of the show I was fangirling to th

"You wouldn't believe what just happened to Astra Fontanilla.""Huh? W-what do you mean?" Curiosity and slight anxiousness immediately filled my chest. The look on his face is different. Something is telling me that whatever news it is about Astra, it's definitely life or career-threatening for her...I sauntered closely to Johnny and quickly peeked over his phone. One of his palm was covering his mouth to express his shockness over the news. JUST IN: Actress and model, Astra Fontanilla, skipped Prada rehearsals and pushed a fan off a twenty-storey building. The man, who has been identified as Devin Willson, was confirmed to be dead on arrival in the hospital. Below is a short sensitive clip of what happened that was caught on camera this morning..."What the actual fuck..." I mumbled in utter shock. There's a video attached on the post but I couldn't bring myself to watch it yet as the caption was already enough to shock me. Is this for real?! Must be a fake news!Why would Astra

SIRIUSAstra snatched the paper bags in my hand as we headed towards the living room of her apartment. Which, by the way, looks like a total mess as if a tornado just passed through the place. My eyes watched her took a sit on the white stained sofa in front of the television playing a Nickelodeon cartoon show. So this is what's keeping her busy these past days? Unbelievable woman!"When was the last time you took a bath, dumb ass? It seems like a lightning just struck your hair," I shook my head in disbelief as I took a sit on the much cleaner single couch beside the sofa. "And what is this place? Can you call a fucking room service? You pathetic woman!"I heard her snorted at my ranting. Her eyes were fixated on the television while one of her hand was reaching inside the paper bag. A silent grunt escaped her lips when she found a burger in there."Really? This is what I've been eating for the past days, Sirius. Couldn't you have bring anything else aside from this? A fancy meal fr

SIRIUSAfter making sure that the water was hot and boiling enough for my liking, I began pouring the pasta and filling the pot that would make a meal just enough for three people. Well, me and Astra... and an extra plate that she can reheat for later.Beside the pot was a frying pan where I'm cooking a well marinated chicken. I wanted to serve her real food that she can enjoy for tonight... and well, maybe for the next following days if I'd still be in a kind mood to keep paying her a visit.I put away the frying pan cover and flipped the chiken once I'm sure the other side were already cooked. I could feel Astra eyeing me from behind and I wanted to roll my eyes and shout at her had she just not finish crying a few minutes ago.I know she's still baffled at the niceity I'm showing right now. But she needs to know that I, myself, is quiete confused with my own actions, too! Astra cleared her throat and I turned to look at her after covering the pot and pan. Our gazes lingered for a