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Breaking News!
Singer/Actress Mercedes Jones is slated to star along with heartthrob Sam Evans in the upcoming rom-com trilogy Obsession. This is the first time they've worked together since their last blockbuster hit eight years ago! More details and casting to come at a later date!
Mercedes shut her television off and grabbed a pillow, placing it over her face then let out an angry scream before grabbing her phone and quickly calling her agent.
"Artie, I have a short list of people I don't work with, in fact that list only has one name on it... care to guess who's name it is?"
"Listen, contracts have been signed and this trilogy is what you need to shed that sugary image you've been wanting to rid yourself of plus you and blondie have some mad chemistry... it's not like there isn't history."
"I don't care! There has to be another way... I'll post a racy picture or something."
"And that won't accomplish anything, you signed the contract for ALL three films. You were given a lot in said contract, you're stuck this time babe." Artie said calmly.
"So there's nothing you can do... like at all?" Mercedes asked knowing he was right but still hopeful.
"Not this time Cedes... just remain professional and maybe you two can pretend to get along."
"Don't make me vomit ... when is our first meeting?" She asked, already loathing being in a room with him.
"Monday at 8:15am, I'll send everything over so you'll have all the information." Artie replied.
"Fine, thank you." Mercedes said before hanging up.
"Babe!"
"In here." Mercedes shouted from her office, she smiled when she felt her husband's arm wrap around her. He leaned over and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"I heard the news, figured you'd be plotting death schemes." Anthony said with a light chuckle.
"I wish but I signed the contract and I don't think his death would stop that ass hole." She replied, turning around facing him and smiling.
Anthony and Mercedes had been married for seven years and seemed to be a power couple but they had their share of problems. He traveled a lot for his job and she resented him slightly for asking her not to tour while he was gone. She hadn't made a full album in two years, while he continued to thrive in his own career.
"It'll be fine baby, you're an amazing actress and even I have to admit you two are magic together on screen." Anthony said, picking her up and kissing her deeply. "Just make sure it remains on screen, deal?"
"I think I need a little more persuading." She said, wrapping her legs around him and nibbling on his lips.
"Mmm.. I would love to but I want to shower first." He said kissing her once more before placing her down.
"We can shower together... I missed you." She said winking, making Anthony smile before he pulled her back into him and began peppering kisses all over her face.
"You're so damn adorable how can I say no?" He asked, picking her up and running up to their master bathroom.
He set her down and began kissing her gently while removing her shirt. He unclasped her bra, she ran her hands over his shirt before stopping and opening her eyes when the scent hit her. She leaned in and sniffed his shirt thinking she was just overreacting but she smelled that before...
"Why'd you stop?" Anthony asked, looking at his wife confused.
"Sign any autographs today?" She asked calmly and he just gave her a look before nodding yes.
"That perfume... I noticed it four months ago and again about two months ago. I thought, no I assumed it was just a fan that hugged you but i smell it again now. If a fan had hugged you it wouldn't smell this strong, like you'd been sitting near it for a long time... you shouldn't smell like flowers Anthony after practice!" Mercedes said glaring at her husband.
"Baby you hugged me this morning and kissed me…"
"I HADN'T PUT ON MY PERFUME! Also my perfume smells nothing like that, in fact..." Mercedes said, walking over to her vanity and grabbing her perfume spraying it.
"That doesn't smell anything like that cheap shit! Who the fuck is she?" Mercedes asked and Anthony just rolled his eyes.
"You're tripping, you're the only girl."
"Oh so now I'm tripping? So you're not wearing another bitch's perfume?"
"Baby I'm around women after practice, they ask for hugs and my autograph that's it!" Anthony shouted, growing frustrated at his wife.
"SO... the same woman, who wears cheap ass perfume, came back again?"
"I-" Anthony froze and Mercedes knew then she was right.
"Get out!"
"What?"
"Get out of my damn house." Mercedes shouted, throwing his toothbrush at him.
"Our house! THIS IS OUR HOUSE, SO IF YOU WANT ME TO LEAVE YOU'LL HAVE TO GET ME ESCORTED OFF THE PROPERTY!" Anthony spat back before smirking. "And we both know you won't do it because of that image you worked so hard to create just to ruin it by having your husband removed from your shared home."
Mercedes looked at him shocked, shaking her head and growing angrier because he was absolutely right. She couldn't have any negative press on her right now, not since she was announced for the trilogy and that was how she planned on shedding her good girl image by showing she could do more than teenage oriented movies.
"You're right but don't forget without me you have nothing, now get the hell out of my house before I show the world who and what you really are!" She replied with a dark look.
"You'll regret this." He said giving her one final chance and when she didn't move, he shook his head and grabbed his things before slamming the door behind him.
"I HIGHLY DOUBT IT!" She shouted once he was gone and quickly grabbed her phone.
"If you're calling to get out-"
"Tell them to add in the scenes I asked to be removed and find me the best damn divorce lawyer."
Monday
"We're just waiting on Mrs. Jones." His assistant Kitty informed him, making him look at his watch before he shot her with a confused look.
"She's never late... never." Sam said, rolling his eyes already assuming she wasn't going to show up because of him.
"We can just st-" Sam started but his words were cut off when the door opened and he saw her walk inside.
He couldn't help roving his eyes over her from head to toe admiring how gorgeous she looked in her black pencil skirt and pale pink blouse with strappy black heels, her hair was surprisingly up in a ponytail with a few strands falling free around her face which barely had any makeup on. He watched as she greeted everyone with a bright smile and hugs before she stopped in front of him with an impartial smile.
"Sam." She said before taking her seat and just like that Sam was angry. Sam. She'd smiled at everyone and gave them hugs and all he got was his damn name.
"Well since she decided to show up... finally, we can start." Sam said, rolling his eyes and sitting down next to her.
She turned fully facing him with the sweetest smile and flashed her doe eyes at him, luring him in as she leaned in closer to him. She bit her lip when he leaned in before resting her arm on the table and placing her cheek into her hand.
"Sam..." She said slowly and down right sexy making him bite the inside of his mouth to keep from groaning.
"Yes?" He asked, smirking.
She did the 'come here' motion with her index finger making him lean in even closer, he was so close he could smell her sweet perfume and see her oh so light freckles.
"Kiss my ass, I was only three minutes late and I'm honestly surprised you understand the concept of time." She said so sweetly that everyone else around them couldn't tell if she was joking or not.
Everyone except Sam, he knew the second her perfectly arched eyebrow rose that she wasn't kidding, just like when she flashed her eyes at him, he knew something else was troubling her.
His expression quickly changed from amusement to concern, she must have noticed because for a short moment her features softened and he saw a glimpse of his old friend before someone cleared their throat making her harden again and look away.
"... okay and Mercedes you wanted to add back in a few scenes? The semi nude and removal is that correct?" Sam's eyes grew before shooting his assistant a look.
"Yes, we agreed to the semi frontal meaning..." She trailed off.
"Meaning removal of garments by actor A- Sam Evans's character Owen. Also you're not wanting a double?"
"Correct." Mercedes answered with a slight nod and shifted slightly when Sam moved so he could see her face.
"Wait... what's going on?" Sam asked, needing clarification before he assumed what he thought was true.
"All the revisions are no longer in effect, we're going back to the original."
Sam raised an eyebrow at Mercedes who just rolled her eyes before checking her watch and that's when he noticed it. He impulsively grabbed her hand, smoothing his thumb over her now ring less finger before she snatched her hand back.
"Is that all?" She asked and everyone nodded as she stood with her back to Sam, which he didn't mind because he was given an unskewed view of her ample backside and smiled as many different thoughts crossed his mind.
"We start shooting in a month." Sam stood up smiling some more when she shot him a look over her shoulder.
"Wanna grab some lunch?" He asked knowing she was going to turn him down.
"Sure! There's a place around the corner... I think it's called fuck you." She answered excitedly and all Sam could do was chuckle and shake his head. She started to leave but he grabbed her arm, stilling her and leaning down.
"I was asking as an old friend who is concerned about another." He whispered letting her arm go.
"And I've been trying to do just that for years now." He added referring to the 'restaurant' she mentioned before gently smacking her ass and walking out leaving her there angry.
"Art man!" Sam said happily into his phone.
"Whatever it is, no I work with Cedes and she has a strict Anti-Sam clause in my contract!"
"Wait, that's real? I thought Quinn was joking…"
"No, it's real and she gives us all large bonuses if we don't mention you." Artie replied flatly.
"Wow..." Sam said feeling hurt at this new information.
"Sorry man…"
"No... I get it, just forget I called okay?" Sam said, letting out a sigh.
"Dude we can talk…"
"No, seriously it's fine... all these years make sense now. I thought I genuinely did something to all of you but I see now it was her..." Sam said softly.
"Look, I don't want-"
"It's cool bro, good to know she still thinks it was me that did it all those years ago." Sam said before hanging up and running a hand over his face before throwing his phone angrily.
He decided to go for a run to clear his head, he finally knew why hardly any of their friends never kept in contact and he hated it more that it was all because of a lie.
Sam put his headphones in and figured he'd just run until he couldn't. He took off without a direction in mind, pushing harder when Artie's words crept back into his mind. Two hours later, he was turning the corner to his house when he saw an unfamiliar car parked in his driveway, he slowed and walked up reaching his door right as the car's door opened and a very familiar face appeared.
"What's up bro!" Sam immediately grew angry and before he knew it his fist met his brother's face twice knocking him back.
Fun fact: I wrote this back in 2020 after a hurricane and there was no power lol