"Director!" Sophie Smith unconsciously raised her voice, "I don’t want to shoot this."
"It’s okay, just relax," the director comforted her, "You’re so familiar with President Land, what’s the big deal about filming such an intimate scene?"
The director said with a squinting smile.
"Huh?" Sophie was puzzled, "I’m filming with... him?"
Sophie uncertainly pointed at Asher Land.
"That’s right, Miss Smith, is there a problem?" Asher Land moved closer to her, bent down, and was practically touching her cheek, leaving less than five centiters between them, scaring Sophie into taking several steps back.
"Ha, director, are you joking?" Sophie chuckled lightly, her face full of disdain and sarcasm, "He’s not even professional."
"Does a stand-in need to be very professional?" Asher shrugged, his eyes burning into hers, "But speaking of which, you say I’m unprofessional, but I don’t agree at all. As for whether I’m professional in bed, Miss Smith, you should be well aware. I rember, you seed to enjoy it very much..."
As soon as he said this, everyone on the set turned their gaze towards her, a flush of awkwardness lingered on Sophie’s face for a long ti.
"If you’re so professional... why don’t you go be an adult film actor."
Sophie continued to argue with him.
Asher lifted her chin, his eyes holding an inscrutable look, "Can’t you say a few less words? Hmm?"
Sophie avoided his hand, feeling a bit impatient inside.
Shooting this scene today has truly been a series of twists and turns.
She still wasn’t sure if she should agree to film with Asher Land. If not with him, would she really have to film with that Daniel Hughes instead?
She weighed her options silently in her heart.
Seeing the director watching her intently, Sophie finally nodded.
At least she knew when to get a clue, and the tight line of Asher Land’s lips finally relaxed a little.
In this scene, Asher Land didn’t need to show his face at all; just showcasing his physique was enough, and the biggest reveal would only be his upper body...
But Sophie was different. According to the private arrangent between Asher and the director, Asher didn’t allow Sophie to show any skin; only close-ups of her face were required.
Before the shoot, Sophie lay wrapped in a towel on the not-so-large bed.
The chosen location, dictated by the narrative, was a sowhat rundown motel. Asher glanced at the bed sowhat disdainfully. Ha, if he were to really do it with her, he wouldn’t choose such a shabby place...
His long fingers undid the buttons of his shirt and took it off; soone imdiately stepped forward to receive his clothes.
The scene was indeed very awkward for Sophie; she always felt like she was about to do sothing private with Asher while being watched by a crowd.
Asher, bare-chested, leaned over; his body was tall enough to easily cover hers completely.
He used his body to entirely cover her small fra.
But no matter what, the towel on her body still had to be pulled away.
Sophie suddenly felt very insecure, her last shred of security depending solely on Asher Land.
This was her first ti shooting a scene with such a large scale, but luckily, her partner was Asher Land.
Asher stretched out a hand, tugging at the corner of her towel. Damn it, it was supposed to be quick and easy like usual when he undressed her, but this ti, he was so hesitant.
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