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 to go

had no room for argument when he put it

was nothing she could do when Matthew watched

on her shoulders and because of his proximity, his warm breath would tickle the shell of her ear,

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

recalled it upon scrolling to that page. Her cheeks instantly

horror, Matthew had

mouse and deliberately scrolled

shoulder, he teased in a deep sultry voice, “Clare, don’t you think we should study

Clarissa was tongue-tied.

imagined herself kicking Matthew in the

and scene won’t be exactly the same. The director

Matthew held her hand in a tight grip, preventing her

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

in an

I’d like to understand what makes you tick, Clare, since we’re going to need it in the

it on your own! It has

“Hurry up and let

leaned impossibly closer to her, so that their breaths intertwined

seduction, he whispered, “How can it have nothing to do with you? Clare, I’m

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

him away because she wouldn’t be able to get any work done at this

Let’s go back

slept in, Matthew scooped her up and went to the master

fight, she knew

…

found a good manager for herself, she would

signing with Hector as a

her friend’s opinion on how to thank Hector for doing so

again, he seems to be a very busy man. So I thought, maybe a gift? But I don’t know what to get him. Giving him money

Matt, so obviously my uncle will be the one paying him. If you really wanna

already thanked him in other more

a few friends to hang out. She had an abundance of friends who came and went, most of whom Clarissa either didn’t know or wasn’t familiar with. However, she was used to Ellie calling her friends

what do you see?” Ellie

out some of the girls’ makeup, actions, and

to her friend’s detailed

fierce-looking people barged into the private lounge. Among them was a girl whose pitiful appearance

“Ellie…”

group, the poor girl was sobbing weakly as she looked at Ellie, who immediately stood up and

“Lucy, what’s going on?”

dressed in punk

told her to break up with

hits a woman. So what if I told

leaned forward in emphasis, fearlessly provoking him. The man’s eyes