Daisy came almost an hour later and handed Jack a remote-control monster truck.Jack’s eyes were shining bright as he checked the car. "Thank you, Daisy.""Give me a kiss." Daisy squatted in front of him and pointed at her right cheek.Jack placed a wet kiss on her cheek and hurried to his room.Daisy laughed as she stood up."You always bring such an expensive toy for him every time you come," Natasha grumbled as she came out of the kitchen with a bowl of noodles. "Don’t do it.""I am his mother, too. I have every right to spoil my son." She walked up to the dining table and took her seat on a chair. She sniffed the soup, a smile slipping across her lips. "Mm, smells good." She stuffed some noodles into her mouth with chopsticks. "Hmm… It’s delicious.""Glad to know that you like it." Natasha sat down across from her."I always like whatever you cook."Daisy finished the noodles quickly and burped loudly."Picmotion Production House is looking for a fresh face for their upcoming dram
Amber sat on the bed without moving, staring at the name 'Aurora Home' and thinking about the past.Aurora Home was a home for many orphans. Amber used to be one of them. Sean had often visited the orphanage with his grandmother and had brought lots of toys, clothes, and sweets.She had liked to play with him. There had been someone else who had also accompanied them… A little girl of her age, Erin.Flashback…Sean, Amber, and Erin played hide and seek in the backyard. After playing for a while, they were tired and plopped on the ground, panting, sweat dripping from their cheeks."Do you enjoy locking up inside this boundary?" Sean asked, looking at the tall greyish walls that had once been white around the property. "You have no idea what is outside this.""Mother Marian takes us out once in a while," said Amber."How about we go out and have some ice cream?" Sean asked, sounding excited."Ice cream?" Amber exclaimed, licking her lips, eyes dazzling."No, no…" shouted the five-year-o
The next day…Natasha went to ‘Pixy Media’, a studio of ‘Picmotion Production House’, for an audition for a figurant.The studio seemed luxurious, all carved glasses and steel. Natasha walked in, pushing the heavy glass door. The solid steel handhold of the door was cold enough to numb her fingers. A white sandstone lobby welcomed her. The cold air from the air conditioning made her shudder. She felt the need to hug herself.A young woman behind the solid sandstone desk smiled at her. In her white blouse and black skirt, the woman looked pristine.Natasha, dressed in a brown, long skirt and a plain white top that she had worn several times, was self-conscious before her. She regretted not borrowing a dress from Daisy. She approached her with a smile."Hi, I am here for the audition… for a figurant." She was able to form a sentence without fumbling. She submitted the form.The woman checked the form and said, "Go straight, then turn right and then left, and on the right-side wing you w
When Natasha entered the green room, she was surprised to see Nia. It reminded her of the hooligans who had vandalized Zion Consultant. That caused her to lose her job.Her stomach churned with rage. She clutched the script in her hand, her expression darkening. She wished she could chastise her. Then she thought it was useless to argue with her. She finally got a chance to start her acting career after a long time. She should focus on the audition.Nia was equally astonished to see her. "Natasha… What are you doing here?" She asked, coming over to her.The disdainful look on her face made Natasha extremely annoyed. "I am here to do the same thing you are here to do," she sneered."Audition and you?" Nia scoffed arrogantly. "Well, I hope you will get a side role at the very least. Good luck." She walked away to the other side.Natasha pulled her eyes down to the script in her hands, not bothering about her."Hey... did you hear that the producer is here?" Someone said in a hushed tone
When Natasha arrived at the house, she found her son doing something in the kitchen."Mommy…" Jack rushed over to her. "You are back.""Yes…" She squatted in front of him, holding his arms. "I am sorry. I am late. You must be hungry. I will go cook something delicious.""I have already made sandwiches," Jack said with a grin."What?" Natasha burst into laughter in amazement. "Let me check what you made." She walked over to the kitchen.She opened the lid and looked at the sandwiches, which were not perfect. Green lettuce and cheese were drooping out. The tomato sauce was smeared all over the plate.Natasha couldn’t help but smile, looking at his delightful eyes. She put her fingers under his chin and said, "Thank you.""You like it!""Of course… I can’t wait to taste it." Her smile gradually faded as she took his hands in hers and said, "The director thinks that I have the potential to be the heroine of the drama series. But I am not sure whether I will be selected or not. If I get se
Natasha started feeling extremely hot. Her throat was parched and her back was drenched in sweat. She initially thought it was because of the crowd. She went to look for Nia on the dance floor, ignoring the discomfort. But her uneasiness grew with time.Her cheeks were flushed and hot. As the heat rose, her desire spiked. Tingling crawled throughout her body. She let out a throaty moan whenever someone collided with her and desired to lean on that person.Her already flushed face turned redder in embarrassment.‘What is happening to me? How can I feel this way?’Surging hormones were almost blurring her thoughts. But she knew, at the very least, that something was not right with her. She had to escape from here as soon as possible.She hugged herself and walked down the dance floor without stumbling. With her head down, she rushed out of the bar and into the restroom. She didn’t notice someone’s sharp gaze following her.Sean owned this bar, but only his close ones knew about it. He o
Natasha bit her fingertips even harder and curled her toes. She wondered why this guy was questioning her. She was struggling to deal with the rising heat. Shouldn’t he help her or drop her off at home instead of yelling at her?She wanted to ask him for assistance, but the last of her sanity kept her from doing so. She believed she would find some way to quench the fire of desire once she got home. She clenched her thighs even tighter to stop the tingling sensations down there.Sean glanced at her while driving. He grew irritated when he didn’t get her response. He parked the car on the roadside and leaned over to her."I am asking you something," he grumbled, his gaze roving over her flushed face.Natasha stared into his dark green eyes. He was so close that she could feel his breath. His smell of fresh citrus awakened her senses to the point that she could barely contain herself from hugging him."Help me… mm…" she finally said those words, her voice just above a whisper.There was
The next morning…"Yes, send the footage to me immediately. Don’t let any of the staff take a leave today. I will question them on my own." A male voice inside the room disturbed Natasha’s sleep.She rolled to her side and slowly opened her eyes.An overwhelming headache forced her to close her eyes back. It felt like someone was splitting her skull open. She winched and pressed her brow."I need her phone call details, too," the man continued to say.Natasha opened her eyes with a squint and saw a tall figure standing beside a window, a towel wrapped around his waist. Only his broad bare back was visible.Natasha’s vision was blurry. She frequently blinked to get a clear view, wondering who this man was and why he was in her room.Room…The curtain appeared to be different from the one in her room. She gradually started to remember the phone call she had received last night.She had been looking for Nia at the bar when she suddenly became sick. She also remembered a man dragging her