Skylar had felt that something was amiss during this visit of Tobias’, when they’d barely had any
physical contact. It worried her, knowing that Tobias wasn’t one to restrain himself. However, Skylar
found herself too bashful to approach the subject if he did not initiate it for fear that she might look
desperate.
“I’m in a rush to leave. My assistant’s coming over in less than fifteen minutes. Is that enough for you?”
Skylar said hesitantly.
It was as if Skylar’s words had triggered something in Tobias. His eyes darkened, and he grabbed her
roughly, kissing Skylar with such violent passion that he seemed almost intent on swallowing her
whole. It felt like he was releasing his pent-up emotions.
Suffused in her yearning, Skylar was rudely yanked out of the moment by a brisk rapping on the door.
“Ms. Jones, have you woken up yet? It’s time to leave,” Hannah’s voice called faintly from behind the
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Skylar and Tobias disentangled themselves regretfully. Tobias looked at Skylar critically, then said,
“Don’t use green tea-flavored toothpaste anymore. I don’t like the taste of it.”
Skylar wiped her mouth surreptitiously. “It’s better than the smell of cigarettes. I’ll change my toothpaste
when you quit smoking,” she teased.
Skylar knew how addicted Tobias was to smoking. He used to be able to finish a pack in two days.
Tobias patted Skylar on her behind. “Stop arguing. Go ahead with your work. Be patient, though. I won’t
have the time to visit you before the filming ends.”
Skylar seized Tobias’ hand in hers, sulking. “How do you expect me to be patient? I won’t physically
cheat on you, but I might stray emotionally. Will that do?”
Tobias took in Skylar’s lovely, irresistible face, then replied evenly, “It’s up to you. I don’t like other men
touching my women, but I don’t think I have to teach you that.”
The romantic atmosphere that had drenched the room earlier evaporated instantly. Skylar found herself
wishing that Tobias could revert to his original self and resolutely declare her to be his.
Now that they had been together for some time, Skylar wondered if Tobias’ feelings for her had grown
cold. He no longer hungered for her as much as before.
The set was open to the media that day. Dressed in their filming outfits, both Skylar and Largo
presented themselves before a sea of reporters to field questions.
Avery had covertly snuck up next to Largo and insisted on standing next to him throughout the entire
event. Before the interview began, Avery had warned Largo that if he refused to give her another
chance, she’d expose their relationship to the media that very day.
The original media duo thus expanded to accommodate an unwanted third.
Skylar had not received any advanced notice on the interview. Hence, she was cast immediately into
deep waters without even a change of clothes. Skylar had just finished shooting an action scene, and
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opportunity to stand out in striking contrast to Skylar, with her carefully made-up face and hair.
“Hello everyone, I’m Avery,” Avery announced, worming her way in between Largo and Skylar.
The reporters exchanged uncertain looks. Is she a new lead? They whispered amongst themselves,
puzzled.
“We don’t have to stick to these conventions. Don’t ask me questions like that,” Avery replied breezily
with a toss of her head. She had been crowned the prom queen back in school and was used to
hearing compliments about her outlook. With that practiced toss of her head, Avery’s hair rippled like a
waterfall down her back and served to emphasize her gorgeous beauty.
“As a newcomer, how does it feel to be co-stars with Skylar?” A reporter piped up.
Avery bit her lip, glancing at Skylar. She nonchalantly shrugged her shoulders, then replied, “Skylar is
not very professional, but that makes me feel more comfortable around her. Besides, having to reshoot
so many scenes gives me more chances to refine my acting.”
Dramatically, Avery mimicked Skylar, her eyes widening exaggeratedly. “Can I really do this? Can I say
that?”