You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

Clarissa shot Matthew a vicious glare.

He’s right. This is all his fault!

“Yeah, you’re the shameless one!”

She clenched her jaw, feeling the strong urge to sink her teeth into Matthew.

In the end, she only lightly ground her teeth into his neck because she couldn’t bear to hurt him. Of course, the other reason was because she didn’t have the guts to do it!

A chuckle escaped Matthew’s lips, and he gently caressed the top of her head. “So, everything is on me, not you.”

Clarissa sulked prettily and said, “That’s what you say. If others know about us, they’ll definitely point fingers at me, accusing me of coveting your money and whatnot, not the other way around. Such is the world—forever ruled by sexism.”

“Why should you care what others think?”

“News flash, I’m a normal human being, of course I care!”

Clarissa couldn’t be persuaded otherwise.

Her mentality seemed to be strong, but in reality, it was quite the opposite.

Even the strongest people could be broken.

“Relax. Matthias saw the two of us together, but he doesn’t know it was you.”

“He doesn’t?”

After Clarissa’s surprise subsided, she immediately let out a sigh of relief.

She instantly broke into a brilliant smile, looking like she had just emerged victorious from a great battle.

She pushed Matthew away, completely disregarding his efforts in comforting her just a moment ago.

“Great! All is well then. You should go do your stuff; I’ll go work on my script. Lalala…”

She returned to being in a jolly mood, walking with a skip in every step as she hummed to a song.

Soon, she came back with her laptop and started writing seriously.

Matthew did not interrupt her at first. However, after staring at her for a while, he couldn’t help from grumbling, “I didn’t bring you here so that you could work.”

“Don’t interrupt me; I’m used to working at night! This is a huge deal, okay? Besides, Mr. Yates said that your company will be investing in the film. If I don’t do a good job and finish this quick, we’re all screwed, big time. That is why we, my dear Mr. Tyson, have to look at the bigger picture!”

Matthew chuckled softly but nodded in agreement.

“That’s a fair point.”

With that, he stood up and sat beside Clarissa, making sure both of their bodies were touching. Before she could protest, he shot her down with an undebatable reason.

have

argument when he

she could do when

in the beginning. Matthew’s hands were on her shoulders and because of his proximity, his warm breath would tickle the shell of her ear,

plot was when the princess’ country crumbled and a wild and intense scene took place between the sheets.

that page. Her cheeks

horror, Matthew

pressed down on her finger on the mouse and deliberately scrolled back to the sex

“Clare, don’t you think we should study this part in depth? I think there are a lot of details to

Clarissa was tongue-tied.

already imagined herself kicking Matthew in

changed as the text and scene won’t be exactly the same. The director will shoot this sex scene to his

do just that, but Matthew held her hand in a tight grip,

don’t care how Justin shoots it. Though, I need

in

like to understand what makes you tick, Clare, since we’re going to

use it on your own! It has nothing to

with a blushing face. “Hurry up and let me go!

Matthew leaned impossibly closer to her, so that their breaths

voice which seemed to carry a hint of seduction, he whispered,

stop writing? I wanna go to bed now. Get off me! Get off! I wanna go back to

she wouldn’t be able to get any

don’t write anymore. Let’s go back

previously slept in, Matthew scooped

fight, she knew where things

…

found a good manager for herself, she would have to trouble Hector for quite a lot of

signing with Hector as

up with Ellie in the evening, she asked for her friend’s opinion on how to thank Hector for doing so

be a very busy man. So I thought, maybe a gift? But I don’t know what

be the one paying him. If

him

didn’t know or wasn’t familiar with. However, she was used to Ellie calling her friends over. Furthermore, those strangers sometimes acted as a source of inspiration for Clarissa, since she could observe the different qualities

do you

and pointed out some of the girls’ makeup,

to her friend’s detailed

barged into the private lounge. Among them was a girl whose pitiful appearance tugged at

“Ellie…”

weakly as she looked at Ellie, who immediately stood up and walked toward her with an

“Lucy, what’s going on?”

in punk

you’re Ellie Tyson? You told her to break up with

one thing I despise the most is when a man hits a woman. So what if I told her to break up

forward in emphasis, fearlessly provoking him. The man’s eyes reddened with fury, making Clarissa rather