The Directors Daughter

~1~ Hot Boy

*3 years ago*

I groan as I turn off the alarm.

Today is gonna be the worst.

My dad got a new actor to play the boy's role in his movie. Of course, there's nothing wrong with that but, we have to be all touchy and shit.

I get up and walk to my closet full of clothes. "What do I wanna wear today?" I mumble to myself as I push through my closet.

I pick out a small black crop top, with black baggy jeans and some Jordan's.

I lay my clothes out on my bed as I make my way to the bathroom connected to my room. I turn on the shower and get in.

*30 minutes later*

I get out of the shower and I wrap a towel around my body. I make my way to the sink to brush my teeth and wash my face.

I walk out of my bathroom just to see my best friend on my bed.

"Hey, bitch!" She practically yells as I jump a little.

"Fuck, you scared the shit out of me," I say.

Amy and I have been best friends for as long as I can remember. It all started when some boy was making fun of me in 2nd grade, and she punched him.

"So, what are you doing today?" She asks.

"Working on the movie with my dad. He recruited a new person for the boy's role, and everyone keeps saying he's hot." I answer as I roll my eyes.

"Can I come on set with you to meet him?" She asks.

"Sure," I say as I chuckle.

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Me and Amy are now backstage, just hanging out because we have time before I have to start the interview.

"So where's the boy?" She asks whispering to me as I just shrug my shoulders.

While drinking our milkshakes we got on the way here. A boy walks past, he has a nice style, cool rings, and he's hot. I'm gue- no I'm hoping that's him.

"Damn, is that him?" We both whisper to each other simultaneously.

I'm enjoying the sight until I hear my dad's assistant call my name. "Oh, Amy I gotta go, we have to get ready for the meeting now," I say to Amy and she wishes me good luck, telling me she'll just go back home since meetings always take long.

I tell her to be safe, as I walk towards the meeting room, opening it to see only the new boy is here.

Where the fuck is my dad, and why is he late to his own meeting?

I chuckle a little bit in my head.

"Oh, hi," I say. "Hi, um your dad told me to come in here to meet you first and that he will be back."He responds.

Shit, he set me up.

"Oh okay," I say as I take a seat across from him.

I finally take a good look at him, and god is he gorgeous. His stormy grey eyes fixated on me, and his slightly curly hair looks as if it's begging to be played with.

"So, what do you wanna know?" I say as I realize I've been staring at him a bit too long.

"How long have you been acting?" He questions looking deeply into my eyes.

His eye contact is so intimidating yet so sexy.

"About 4 years, you?" I questioned after answering him.

"Only 2 years." He answers poking the inside of his cheek with his tongue.

Fuck, he's hot.

He leans back in his chair while manspreading, trying to get comfortable.

Jaw = Dropped

"What are your favorite hobbies?" I ask to alleviate the situation before I had to climb over this desk and do some unspeakable things.

"I like drawing and going on late-night drives. Pretty boring I know." He responds. Not really if you ask me.

"What about you, Ivy." He says, my name rolling off his Italian tongue so well.

"Mostly, partying and painting." I laugh, my hobbies are as boring as his.

"Do you speak any other languages other than English?" He asked his eyebrows furrowing.

"Yes, Spanish, Italian, and French," I respond, ever since I was 6 my dad had me practicing different languages.

"Bene, allora, sei molto bella oggi, Ivy." He says, his native language rolling off his tongue so well.

(Well then, you look very beautiful today, Ivy.)

"Grazie, non sei un male per te stesso." I respond with a smirk.

(Thank you, you're not too bad yourself.)

He hums in approval as his eyes search my face, they soon drop down to my lips.

Fuck, it's getting a little hot.

As if on cue, my beloved father walks in with a smile on his face.

Damnit, I was about to strip for this man.

"So, what do you guys think of each other?" My dad asks as he sits down.

"I think she's a perfect fit," Lorenzo responds staring ahead at me with a grin plastered on his face.

Ah, shit.

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Hey yall, this is officially the first chapter, if you've read my book before this, you would realize that I completely changed the whole book, at first his name was Oliver but I felt that it wasn't hot nor moanable 😭 so sorry for the inconvenience but if you'd like to reread, it will be like a whole new book.