Chapter 1908: Chapter 1920: Aggressively Provocative
Skye Brown’s face was slightly flushed; this situation was entirely unexpected for her.
“I’m sorry… no, thank you… thank you…” Skye Brown fumbled as she extended her hands to stop the man’s chest.
She rely wished to maintain so safe distance.
But this gesture seed even more ambiguous to onlookers.
People on set had already noticed the interaction between the two.
It’s unavoidable, as Norman York is handso, impeccably good-looking, and a top-tier star who combines both popularity and talent in one.
Even without doing anything, standing there alone is enough to draw everyone’s gaze.
If the industry didn’t already know his temper wasn’t great, and his sharp tongue towards those who approached him sycophantically, surely a crowd would have gathered around him on set under the guise of ‘work reasons.’
And now, beside such an utterly attractive male star stands a soft-featured, sweet-tempered female director.
Even though Skye Brown had only worn basic light makeup, and her hair was cut short for convenience, styled with a casual ruffle.
Standing next to Norman York gave off a sense of a sweet fitting pair, like a bird depending on its person.
Seeing Norman York’s hand encircle Skye Brown’s waist, drawing her into his embrace, their eyes t without parting.
Soone had secretly taken out a cell phone and snapped a photo.
…
“Norman York, thank you… You can let go now, I’m steady.” Skye Brown saw that Norman York had no intention of moving his hand after a while, and couldn’t help but nudge him again.
The touch beneath her hand was the firm and strong chest muscles of a man—
Pushed again, the touch had a bit of elasticity amidst the firmness; to say, it felt rather good.
Skye Brown internally complained about how male celebrities nowadays really go the extra mile, needing a delicate appearance, and if not good-looking, they might need slight costic tweaks.
Their physique still needs to follow the golden ratio, an inverted triangle, with firm chest muscles and eight-pack abs as the standard.
They also need to keep themselves pure for their female fans, staying ‘single’ at twenty-sothing or even thirty-sothing, living a monk-like existence through work.
Thinking this through, her hand pushed Norman York again.
Unfortunately, she realized it wouldn’t budge.
She looked towards Norman York in a daze and discovered this man had a teasing glint in his lazy, cold eyes.
“Norman York, you should let go…” Skye Brown stiffened her expression, using a serious tone as when directing.
Norman York squinted slightly: “Director Brown, don’t be quick to anger. I just wanted to try what you felt just now…”
“What did I say…” Skye Brown instinctively asked, her voice suddenly pausing.
She suddenly realized that now, she was locked by Norman York’s hand at her waist, trapped dominantly in his embrace—what this gesture resembled.
It was exactly like the next scene to be shot, where the emperor Julius Seraphius forces the heroine Yanessa Lucas into closeness.
In the play, the male lead Julius Seraphius is dominant, unruly, and he was attracted to Yanessa Lucas’s beauty at first sight.
Naturally, soone like Julius Seraphius would not be easily touched by a woman, he rely felt Yanessa Lucas’s appearance and figure suited his taste.
He treated her like a pet, kept by his side as a plaything.
Yanessa Lucas, never having stepped out of boudoir, with a charming and alluring appearance that at first glance seed like a woman skilled in manipulation and social graces.
In truth, she was an innocent and naive girl, unaware of the world’s intricacies.
With a soft and pliable nature, she was even sowhat easy to mold.
At ho, knowing a daughter must be sent to the palace, everyone feared the rumored emperor known for his nurous killings, and sent their middle-ranked daughter, unloved by both father and mother, into the palace.
Yanessa Lucas had no understanding of human complexity, she simply replaced her parents’ heartfelt farewells in tears, stepping in for the ‘elder sisters already in a relationship’ and the ‘little sister still too young to be wed’ into the palace.
She was at this mont mindful of her parents’ words, not to be high-profile, not to show off, enduring silently and growing old would be good.
Unexpectedly, upon accidentally sheltering from the rain in the attic, she encountered the very young emperor resting there.
The emperor had just killed soone.
Due to a long-neglected consort daring to drug him.
At that mont, waiting alone in the attic, he spotted Yanessa Lucas, drenched by the rain to reveal the curves of her silhouette, burst in.
The girl’s enchanting beauty and exquisite figure ignited the suppressed wrong desires suddenly surging.
Emperor Julius Seraphius dominantly clamped the girl’s slender waist, regardless of her struggles, he wouldn’t release.
Following, without fully removing either of their clothes, the emperor pinned the girl against the pillar at the door, and without compassion claid her using a standing position.
…
This was the first encounter between the two, and the first ti they had relations.
At this mont, the emperor rely sees Yanessa Lucas as a simple tool to satisfy his desires, without emotional involvent.
Thus, Skye Brown had specifically emphasized to Julius Seraphius earlier, that kind of strong possession, no matter how the girl struggled, couldn’t have an ounce of pity.
Even if the effect of the dicine was burning him, the emperor’s gaze ought to remain cold, and even conceal a bloodthirsty gleam.
[This chapter is over 1400 words, so it might be more expensive~ kisses, update complete, see you tomorrow night at 6:00~]
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