**Chapter: Devora Rossi's POV and Devyn Montero's POV**
With a heart filled with trepidation, I turned towards the spot where Devyn Montero, the co-star of our soap opera, 'The Crimson Tide,' was rehearsing. I needed to apologize for my overly touchy behavior during our recent dance scene. I had no intention of making her uncomfortable.
As I approached her, my eyes caught sight of a tall and handsome man standing by her side. A pang of disappointment shot through me. It was clear that Devyn was in a relationship. And from the solemn expression on her face, it appeared that whatever she had with this man was far from being blissful.
'That was not fucking acting, Dev,' the man hissed, his voice laced with anger. 'You were all over her. I saw you looking at her with fuck-me eyes. Stop fucking lying!'
'You have some nerve, Alex!' Devyn shot back, her eyes blazing. 'Trying to act possessive or show any interest in this relationship when you know damn well you cheat on me left and right! But now you're getting mad at me for doing my job? And leave Devora out of this! She has nothing to do with our problems.'
'Are you attracted to Devora Rossi or not, Devyn Montero?' Alex pressed on, his voice dripping with cynicism.
Devyn hesitated for a moment, her eyes unable to meet his. But the truth was written all over her face. Alex let out a scornful laugh and turned away from her.
Devyn ran her hands through her afro, frustration and sadness evident in her gaze. A vase crashed against the wall, shattered into a million pieces.
**Devyn Montero's POV**
I couldn't deny it anymore. I was attracted to Devora. I had long checked out of my relationship with Alex. His constant infidelity and lack of affection had made it impossible for me to continue. Yet, I was not the type to engage in infidelity. It went against my principles.
As I watched Alex storm away, I felt a surge of anger and resentment. He was trying to blame me for his own shortcomings, deflecting the responsibility for his actions onto an innocent third party.
I turned my attention to Devora, who stood nearby, her eyes filled with concern. 'Leave Devora alone, Alexander,' I said fiercely. 'I mean it.'
Alex's departure left a heavy silence in its wake. Tears welled up in my eyes as I contemplated the broken state of my relationship and the unknown future that lay ahead.
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Behind The Scenes
Romance## Behind the Scenes **Devora Rossi** is known for one thing: her sultry beauty. As a rising star in Hollywood, her career is fueled by her undeniable on-screen charisma and the whispers of her fiery spirit. So when she lands the role of the love in...
