Lone villa in the woods.
The woman wearing another floral dress covered up her bruises with a high-coverage foundation and concealer. Without makeup, she looked pretty except for her cold, malicious eyes. Her resemblance to the celebrity Iris Long at this point was about 70%.
But with her superb makeup skills, she transformed into a beautiful woman. And when she wore dark sunglasses to cover up her eyes, then her resemblance to Iris Long rose to at least 95%.
She stood up and allowed the flowy floral dress to hug her seductive silhouette. In front of the full-length mirror, she turned this way and that.
One corner of her mouth rose to a smirk, feeling satisfied while looking at her sexy figure.
Her eyes swept at the messy bed behind her. Memories of what happened last night flooded her mind.
She paled behind her thick yet expertly applied makeup.
The bruises still ached but the man was an expert in inflicting the most immense pain on her while still giving her the most mind-blowing pleasure she had ever experienced in her entire life.
Last night, her lover finally returned after going away for a "business" trip. He had heard that they had lost a lot of men after her directive to kidnap the child named Long Jun.
She knew that he didn't give a damn about losing any of his men. However, he enjoyed punishing her while on bed.
Of course, she also enjoyed it, but it didn't change the fact that he still hurt her. She now knew him enough to not doubt that he would kill her without mercy if she ever lost interest in her. This was why she worked hard to please him despite suffering from all kinds of humiliation.
She sneered at her reflection, staring at her face who looked so much like Iris Long.
"As long as you give me what I want, I'll even lick your feet," she said to her now-gone lover who had already left after using her.
She didn't care. It wasn't like she missed him when he was absent. Both of them were clear that they were only mutually using each other.
She just needed to be careful not to be deemed useless by him before she could plete her plans.
A knock on the door interrupted her monologue.
"e in!"
The door opened and a maidservant entered.
"Change the sheets," the woman in a floral dress instructed.
The maidservant acknowledged her mand and immediately started tidying up the bedroom.
The woman in a floral dress left the room and headed to the study. She sat behind her desk, opened her laptop, and continued writing the manuscript of her next book.
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Iris Long finally began recording her collaboration album with Enrique Valdez in earnest. Their presence at JJ's record pany immediately garnered massive media attention. ƒreewebηoveℓ.
JJ's record pany was soon surrounded by reporters, paparazzi, and fans every single day hoping to catch Iris Long and Enrique Valdez.
This time, neither Iris Long nor Enrique Valdez accepted any interviews from the media. The bad-tempered JJ was the one who had to appease the media because if not, they would continue to squat outside his pany building.
Although this wasn't a rare occurrence for a famous and renowned producer like him especially whenever he worked with popular artists, it still annoyed him to death when his staff plained that they couldn't even go through the pany doors because the crowd outside blocked them.
Since neither Iris Long nor Enrique Valdez were interested in facing the media, then he had no choice but to do it himself.
Good thing that his bad temper was well-documented in the industry.
He gave standard answers to the reporters' questions and expertly dodged those who wanted to dig deeper into Iris Long and Enrique Valdez' new collab. And finally, he scolded the immoral paparazzi who were no better than stalkers.
After pleting this unpleasant mission, he returned to the biggest studio in his pany building which he reserved for Iris Long and Enrique Valdez.
He found the two of them busy instructing the musicians on how to play exactly how they wanted. They even took the instruments and personally showed the musicians how to do it.
Neither of them noticed that JJ had returned. To his credit, he didn't disturb them and even signalled the others who did notice to keep quiet. He sat in the control room to observe Iris and Enrique while they did their magic.
JJ was now familiar with Iris' style whenever she recorded music. She was extremely focused and meticulous when it came to every single instrument included in the song.
Now that he watched her with Enrique Valdez, JJ was surprised that the two were extremely similar. Even some of their mannerisms on how they played certain instruments, especially the guitar, was almost identical.
"Huh, is Iris that big of a fan of Enrique Valdez?" JJ wondered. "She even imitates the way he plays."
Shrugging, he didn't think about it too much. Even he imitated his favourite idols as a young man before he developed his own style. After he shifted his focus to producing music instead of performing, his style solidified even more.
He had believed that his music style already matured and reached its peak. Only after meeting Iris Long did he realize that he still had so much more to learn.
The brat habitually forced him to swallow his pride and anger so many times that he had almost strangled her out of frustration. However, he recognized that it was during moments of clashes between them that great masterpieces were born.
He had long considered Iris Long as his protégé. After all, it was him who produced her great eback album, "Rebirth", effectively helping her transition out of her previous wild pop star image into an enchanting, multi-award-winning music diva.
But watching her working with Enrique Valdez made him scowl.
"Who's the protégé of whom here?! Hmph!"
Despite his bad-tempered jealousy, JJ still felt an unprecedented excitement.
"This dream collab will be legendary. And I, the great JJ, am part of it! Hahaha!"
His staff averted their eyes and focused on their tasks. They were already used to their temperamental boss.
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