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"Cut, cut, cut." Saint shouts as he aggressively pulls the headphones from his head. He sighs and gets up from his seat in front of the monitor.
Frustrated with the way the shoot had been going that entire day, he turns around to his assistant and takes the bottle of water she had ready and waiting for him.
"Want me to cancel your 4 o'clock meeting?"
"Nah.. don't cancel just push it back for me Alexis."
"Till?"
"At this rate... I don't even fucking know." Saint says as he turns back around to see the women getting their makeup touched up to reshoot the scene again. If it had been up to Saint, Paris would have been fired a long time ago. But, his boss wanted her there so for now she was going to keep her job, that didn't mean he wasn't going to check her about her poor acting skill.
He sees Kataya dressed in light wash jeans covered in jewels and pearls, glitter heels and a white halter top. Saint drinks from the water bottle while keeping his eyes on her. There was something about Kataya that peaked his interest. Outside of her being drop dead gourgeous, he wanted to know more about her. She seemed to be someone who he could have a good time with.
"How was it?" Paris ask as she walks toward him.
Alexis chuckles before focusing back on the iPad she had in her hand.
"I think it could be better Paris. Like..." his voice trails off as he watches Kataya exit off the set. "I know you're acting, but I don't wanna be able to tell that you're acting. Get what I'm saying?"
"Yeah! I can do better. Did you wanna run it again or would you prefer to give me a few tips one on one?"
"Chile..." Alexis mumbles before standing and walking away from the train wreck she was watching. Alexis had worked for Saint for over seven years. She knew what he liked and didn't like when it came to women. He couldn't stand a thirsty one, or one that didn't personal boundaries. At that moment, Paris was checking the box for both.
Saint takes a step back once Paris's small hand touches his arm. He had no issue sleeping with someone he worked with, just like his brother. But, he couldn't deal with Paris knowing she had been with his boss and a few of the producers on set. Plus, she talked too much for his liking. Knowing that if he gave her the dick she would be running to tell everyone as soon as it was over.
"Ima let Charolette give you a few more lessons on how to get through this scene." Saint responds professionally while directing Paris toward Charolette, the acting coach. "Take an hour or two, get a few pointers then come back so we can finish this scene."
"Fine. Hopefully you'll take me up on that offer one day."
Saint puts on a fake smile as he watches Paris strut in the direction she needed to be. He sighs and pulls out his phone checking the time. It was only 12:33, so he directs everyone to take their lunch while Paris got her affairs in order. Saint exits toward the parking lot to run and get him a quick lunch before starting again. He sees Yaya and Kataya laughing while eating tacos on the hood of Yaya's orange challenger. He decides to head over and see how their day was going and stare at Kataya some more while doing so.
