Chapter 3

The director took me over to Adrian.

By then, the makeup artist had already left, and Adrian was the only person on the bed.

He was bare-chested, lying on his side and propping himself up with one elbow.

Adrian had to be extremely disciplined.

His abs were firm without looking greasy, exactly the kind young women were crazy about these days.

My gaze moved lower, following two perfect V-lines, the ends of which disappeared beneath the blanket.

The way he was half-hidden beneath the blanket only made the imagination run wild.

It wasn’t just my face that had grown hot anymore; my whole body was starting to heat up.

If I hadn’t been in a place like this, I might even have wondered whether I was sick.

“Is she Claire Morgan’s double?”

“Yes. Her name is Emily Bennett.”

Adrian smiled at me, like a ray of sunshine in the middle of an icy winter.

“When we start filming, I might make you uncomfortable, so I wanted to apologize in advance. If anything feels wrong, just say so. It’s okay.”

A warm feeling flowed through me, and I lowered my head and murmured, “Okay.”

Then, following the director’s instructions, I ran through the scene with Adrian.

Adrian pressed me beneath him, and when the face that had appeared in my dreams hundreds of times was suddenly inches from mine, I was so nervous that I nearly forgot how to breathe.

“Jenny, I love you. Can you trust me and leave everything to me?”

Adrian gripped my chin and forced my head upward, but I didn’t dare look directly at him, so my eyes could only drift downward.

A corner of the blanket had slipped aside, and I realized that he was wearing nothing but a pair of boxer briefs.

His legs, straighter than any woman’s, were wrapped around mine like snakes, raising goose bumps all over my skin.

Whether he was naturally gifted or had truly gotten into character, I could still feel the heat radiating from his lower body through three layers of fabric.

“Great! This is basically what I want! Jenny is an innocent girl who knows nothing about the world, so this is exactly the shy but expectant reaction she should have when secretly tasting forbidden fruit.”

The director interrupted at the perfect moment, then added another instruction:

“This will be a long shot. Adrian, deliver your lines as usual. Emily, just show the emotion you’re feeling in the moment.

“When you’re both naked and having sex, make your movements bigger, or they won’t show up on camera. After the kiss, let the blanket hang halfway off the bed…”

I couldn’t remember what the director said after that because my mind had gone completely blank.

I had been prepared for the fact that I would be completely naked, but I hadn’t expected Adrian to be naked too.

And judging from what the director said, there would even be a kissing scene…

I couldn’t tell whether I felt more nervous and afraid or more expectant.

Strangely enough, those feelings matched the heroine’s perfectly.