I opened my eyes slowly. The sun warmed my skin and bothered me. I felt exhausted, as if I hadn't slept enough or at all. I felt someone knocking on the door far away. When I looked at the clock it was almost 9:00 am.
Shit!
I fell asleep.
I looked in all directions. Where did Christian go? Had he left without telling me? But what did he leave in? Elliot had taken his car.
I got out of bed and put on some clothes and almost ran to the door to open it because I imagined who was knocking. As I opened the door I met Grace, who looked at me with a frown. And I knew I had to give her an explanation.
Damn Christian and his powers of seduction. Because of him I'm in this mess.
—I'm so sorry Grace, the alarm didn't go off. I'm getting dressed quickly and we're leaving. —I said to her as I invited her in.
—Where's Christian?
That wasn't the question I was expecting. What was I supposed to answer? That he had stayed with me last night. Or was I supposed to tell her a half-truth?
—I don't know. —I answered her sincerely.
It was the truth. I had woken up and he wasn't by my side, I had no idea where he was.
—I spoke to him a moment ago, and he said he was here with you... — she paused and stared at me. —... since last night.
He didn't leave?
Where is he?
—In the kitchen! —I heard him scream.
I made my way there. As I passed through the living room, I saw a blanket on the sofa. Strange, I don't remember leaving it there.
Christian was finishing his breakfast. I stared at him. What was he planning?
—Anastasia, your breakfast is getting cold and we must leave. —he said to me as he sat at the breakfast bar.
I sat in front of him while his mother looked at both of us alternately.
—Christian! —she called him as he looked at her, arcing an eyebrow. —What are you doing here?
—I came last night to rehearse some scenes with Anastasia. —he replied as he looked at me mischievously.
Yes, I imagined the scenes we had rehearsed. His mother looked at him waiting for him to finish the explanation.
—Where's your car? I didn't see it outside. —she asked him while I looked at him waiting for his answer.
Today I wasn't going to get in. Today I was going to let him speak. I already had enough problems with having to face Greg, to find me another one.
—Elliot had a setback, and I lent it to him. Anastasia offered me her couch to stay, I didn't want her to drive so late at night. —I didn't want her to drive so late at night. —he said as he continued with his breakfast.
Now I understood why there was a blanket on the sofa.
—I'll be waiting for you in the living room. —she said as she let us have breakfast.
As soon as we were alone I stared at him.
—Did you sleep on the sofa? —I asked him curiously.
—Not exactly. —he smiled at me.
Christian was sitting in front of the living room, and I was sitting on my back. And then I saw him looking at his mother in the living room and he started laughing.
—Can I know what you're laughing at?
—How much furniture is there in the living room to sit on? —he asked as he continued to look behind me.
—Several.
—Try to guess where my mother sat. —he challenged me as I thought.
I began to look through my mind at the furniture in the living room. And then I stopped the train of thought I was carrying. Was Christian laughing at the place where his mother sat? That could only mean one thing. I couldn't turn around. But I imagined she was sitting on the sofa.
—In your makeshift bed?
—Exactly.
—If she knew, she wouldn't sit there. —I said to her as we both laughed out loud.
We finished breakfast and I dressed in record time. As soon as we were sitting in the car, Grace turned to us side by side.
—We'll stay late at the studio today, we have to make up for lost time. —she told us as we were heading there.
As soon as we got there, we went straight to the dressing room. And there I set out to review once again the scene that we would be filming today, the one that had remained pending yesterday. I looked at it in astonishment when I saw that it had been changed. That explained why they had put this dress on me.
Today we would film the scene after the rain. As soon as I finished my makeup and wardrobe I went to the studio and sat in my chair waiting for the set preparations to finish.
Christian sat next to me and smiled at me perversely. He took my hand between one of his and put something inside, closing it.
—Go to the bathroom, and use this, it's not a suggestion. —he said to me as he let go of my hand.
I stared at my hand before slowly opening it. He wasn't serious. I closed my hand again and stared at him.
—Is this a joke? —I asked him as he stared at me.
—Do you think I'm joking? —he asked me, raising an eyebrow and smiling at me.
—I can't use this, Christian.
—Carpe diem, Anastasia.
—If I had known you were going to use the phrase tattooed on my ribs against me, I wouldn't do it.
—I thought you were thirsty for knowledge, you were curious.
—One thing is curiosity to know a world unknown to me until now and another very different is to use this during filming.
—Nobody is going to know that you bring it, just you and me.
—And what am I going to do when I can't stand it anymore? Come me?
He didn't just answer, he smiled at me perversely. But he'll be a jerk.
—Forget it, Christian, I'm not going to use it. —then he came to whisper in my ear.
—If you do, I'll let you do to me what you want it tonight. —he said to me as he separated from me.
Then I could see his mother approaching in our direction. I stared at him.
—Whatever I want?
—Whatever you want. —he said to me as I meditated.
—Ready? —asked his mother, looking at us alternately.
—Yes. —I replied as I turned my gaze away from Christian. —I just need to go to the bathroom for a moment. —I said to her as I got up from my chair and almost ran to the bathroom.
I closed the door and leaned back. I opened my hand and stared at it. I can't believe I'm about to do this. But on the other hand, being able to do what I want to Christian, that made me smile. And without thinking twice I took off my underwear and put on what Christian had given me.
I came out of the bathroom in the direction of the set. But as I walked there, I realized there was something wrong. It wasn't working.
I got to where Christian was, smiling mockingly.
—Where's the trick? Why doesn't it work? —I asked him as I stared at him.
—I forgot to mention a detail to you last night about that.
—I knew there was no such thing as an integrated temperature sensor.
— If it exists, you can turn it into manual mode as well.
—So at the moment it's in manual mode. And what makes it work? — I asked him as he touched a ring on his finger that I had not seen before and turned it a little.
And then I felt it. I closed my eyes and bit my lip hard. I opened my eyes when I stopped feeling it.
—I control it. —he said to me as I opened my eyes and stared at him.
I was going to kill him. I swear that if I survive this I will torture him until he begs me to stop.
Our exchange was interrupted by Grace who arrived with us at that moment.
—Everything is ready, we start with you Anastasia standing by the hood of the car while he holds you by the arms and with the last two lines of the previous scene. Okay? —we both nod.—"We started in a minute." —she shouted as she walked away.
—Ready to raise the temperature a little. —he said to me as he approached me.
—Control the ring. —I said to him very low while he smiled at me and turned it a little.
—"All ready." —shouted his mother as the lights went out and the water began to fall on us.
Christian glued his body to mine as he grabbed me by the arms. I stared at him and he looked back at me. I just had to let me go. It wasn't a complicated scene to shoot, especially when he and I knew each other intimately.
—"Scene 70, take 1, Action."
—Let go of me, Max, I told you it's over between us. —I shouted at him while he smiled at me.
—Baby, ours isn't over until I say so.
And he glued his lips to mine. He put his tongue in my mouth, making me lose my mind. I literally forgot everything, that we were on a set, that this wasn't real.
I raised my hands towards his shirt and pulled him towards me. The vibration inside me combined with the heat of his body glued to mine, and his tongue exploring my mouth made coherent thinking impossible. I raised my hands and opened his shirt as he sat me on the hood of the car. And as his hands caressed my back, underneath the blouse I could feel the vibration inside me increase. And I couldn't stop a groan from escaping from my lips against theirs.
Christian chuckled at my lips as he pushed me into lying on the hood of the car and almost on top of me.
—Max! —I shouted in a groan when I felt the cold against my back.
—"Cut!"
The lights went on and the water stopped falling on us. I sat on the hood of the car as Grace approached where we were.
—Anastasia, I need to see some resistance, I want you to oppose what he wants to do with you, remember that you saw him cheating on you and he still hasn't explained to you what really happened. —she said to me as I nodded.
That I could do. I had already done it when I met him in the VIP.
—Christian, I want to see desire and despair. —Christian nodded as he stared at me.
And I did not take my gaze away from his hands. The vibrator was still inside me, now it wasn't vibrating. But my breathing continued to accelerate.
—"All to their places, we started from the beginning, in the kiss..."
I returned to my position in front of the hood of the car. Christian stopped in front of me, turned the ring a little before holding me by the hands and gluing his body to mine.
—You're getting used to this, aren't you? —I said to him as Christian glued his face to mine, smiling at me.
— If it were up to me, I'd have you completely naked in my house permanently. —he whispered against my lips while I laughed.
—You're not serious, are you?
—Don't tempt me because I'm kidnapping you on the weekend. —he laughed.
—"Scene 70, Take 2, Action."
He glued his lips to mine as I made an effort to resist his caresses. Christian laid me on the hood of the car as I tried to push him across the chest.
—Don't resist Elizabeth, you know you want me. —he whispered in my ear.
—I can't Max, I want you, but I can't. —I said to him as I pushed him across the chest.
We stood there staring into each other's eyes. He separated himself from me and helped me off the hood as he held my hands, without separating his body from mine.
—Let's get out of the rain, let me explain Elizabeth, what you saw has its explanation. —he asked me with pleading eyes.
—I'm going to give you five minutes to explain and try to clarify what I saw.
—Thank you, let's get out of the rain. —he said to me, intertwining his fingers with mine.
And he pulled my hand as we ran towards the door of my building.
—"Cut."
The lights went on on the set and Grace came up to us.
—Do you want to take a break, or do you want to continue?
I stared at Christian. He hadn't turned off the vibrator yet, and I urgently needed to get rid of it.
—Let's continue, so we don't have to get wet again later. —he replied to his mother as she stared at us.
And then I realized what she was looking at. Our hands joined. I let go of Christian's hand, I didn't realize he was still holding my hand.
—Take five minutes and we'll continue. —she said to us as she walked away from us.
—I need to go to the bathroom. —I said to him as I walked away from him.
I went into the bathroom quickly ready to get rid of the vibrator, I couldn't stand it any longer. Then the door suddenly opened behind me.
Shit!
And now what kind of trouble have I gotten myself into?
