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

had no room for argument when

could do when Matthew watched while

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

However, the next part of the plot was when the princess’ country crumbled and a wild and intense

only recalled it upon scrolling to that page. Her cheeks instantly turned

Matthew

on her finger on the mouse and deliberately scrolled

sultry voice, “Clare, don’t you think we should study this part in depth? I think

Clarissa was tongue-tied.

already imagined herself kicking Matthew in

reality only allowed her to verbally express her objection. “This part doesn’t need to be changed as the text and scene won’t be exactly the same. The director will shoot this sex

to do just that, but Matthew held her hand

Justin shoots it. Though, I

in an

to understand what makes you

it on your own! It has

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

closer to her, so

hint of seduction, he whispered, “How can it have nothing to do with you? Clare,

go to bed

able to get any work done

anymore. Let’s go back

Clarissa could go to the guest room she had previously slept in, Matthew scooped her up and

put up a fight, she knew where things were

…

she would

completed the contract signing with

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

So I thought, maybe a gift? But I don’t know what to get him. Giving him money will make things even more awkward, right? Besides,

uncle will be the one

well, I’m pretty sure I’ve already thanked him in other more physical ways, so that’s

Clarissa either didn’t know or wasn’t familiar with. However, she was used to Ellie calling her friends

what do you see?” Ellie

and pointed out some of the girls’

intently to her friend’s

a group of fierce-looking people barged into the private lounge. Among them was a girl

“Ellie…”

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

“Lucy, what’s going on?”

did not answer. An unruly man dressed in punk style walked out,

told her to break

a woman. So what if I told her to break up with you? What are you gonna do? Beat

in emphasis, fearlessly provoking him. The man’s eyes reddened with