𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒

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"You two did well." My manager Sandra said while adjusting her glasses. They were round shaped and didn't really match her face, but like the person she was, she didn't like people telling her that.

She never liked hearing the truth.

Her black hair was in a tight bun and she was dressed in her usual black skirt with a black shirt. The coat she had chosen for today was in deep red, complimenting her nails.

"But you Daisy, you have to work harder. The premiere is soon and this news will help you get in the spotlight." She had her phone in her hands and her long nails constantly tapped on it, making irritating noises.

I slowly nodded not wanting to make her angrier than I did a few days ago.

We already wrapped up the movie ten months ago and the premiere was going to be in two weeks. I have been working hard for it but Sandra doesn't acknowledge it. She never does.

According to her, I need to be in the news so I get more spotlight and get more followers and views. Sandra only cares about that and not what I think about the whole situation. I didn't get into the acting career just for money but also because it's my passion and because my Dad did theatre when he was younger.

By Sandra's thinking, I'm losing my fans and that's why I needed to be either in a scandal or just end up in the news.

Her plan was for me to pretend that I have a secret relationship with my bodyguard Zyair. Someone who has been working for me for the past two years.

Zyair is my personal bodyguard and someone that has been here with me all the time. There is not a day that has passed without him. He's very dedicated to his job and that's why he's one of the best ones we've had.

Sandra said that if we pretend that we're in a secret relationship we'll get a lot of attention. She said that people love that, especially young girls. Love according to her always gets people's attention. Especially if it's forbidden.

"Get some rest now. Tomorrow you'll have your date. I already hired paparazzi to take a couple of pictures." Those were her final words before she turned around and left. Her red coat swung behind her like a flag.

The door clicked and I let out a sigh. We were on the fortieth floor in a hotel room. I had to be in New York for some interviews. We were going to be here for a few days and Sandra used this opportunity to make our fake relationship public.

My legs were killing me with pain. I have been standing in these ridiculous heels for hours. Walking to the couch that was centered in the middle of the hotel room, I slowly sat down, wincing at the pain.

I slightly bend down trying to untie the heels. My fingers started to work but my vision was getting blurry, I was exhausted.

"Let me do it." Zyair's voice came from my left and I lifted my eyes to him.

Not being able to protest due to my tiredness, I only stopped what I was doing and waited for him.

With long strides, he made his way to me and crouched down. Such an intimidating man yet he was kneeling in front of me.

Zyair had the most beautiful face I have ever seen. His dark hair which matched his skin color was cut short, in a buzzcut. His eyebrows were perfectly shaped. His lips were plump and looked soft. He was tall. Like really tall. The muscles on his body were very well defined and it showed his hard work.