Book one | Alexa Harvey, a celebrated actress known for her fierce independence and uncompromising nature, has always steered clear of the sports world. But when her latest film role requires her to shadow Jude Bellingham, a rising football star wit...
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The morning sun was just beginning to rise as Alexa walked onto the set of her new film, Fuego en el Alma. The air was electric with excitement, the buzz of the crew setting up and the anticipation of the first day of shooting vibrating through the atmosphere.
Alexa took a deep breath, soaking in the energy, trying to steady the butterflies in her stomach.
This was the start of something big, and she could feel it in her bones.
She adjusted the strap of her bag on her shoulder, her gaze sweeping over the intricate set that had been built to resemble a Spanish villa.
The details were breathtaking—the cobblestone paths, the ivy-covered walls, the rustic charm of the architecture. It felt as though she'd stepped into another world, one where Sofia, the character she was about to embody, was very much alive.
Sofia, a fiery and passionate woman caught in a web of love and betrayal, was unlike any role Alexa had played before. The character demanded an intensity and depth that both thrilled and terrified her.
But Alexa was ready for the challenge—more than ready, in fact. After everything that had happened over the past few months, she needed this role.
It was her chance to pour all her emotions into something meaningful, to prove to herself and the world that she was more than capable of taking on such a demanding part.
"Alexa! There you are!" The voice of the film's director, Elena Castillo, pulled her from her thoughts. Elena was a seasoned filmmaker with a reputation for being both brilliant and demanding, and Alexa couldn't wait to work with her.
"Morning, Elena," Alexa greeted with a smile, feeling a rush of warmth as the director approached.
Elena was a petite woman with short, curly hair and an air of authority that commanded respect. She gave Alexa a quick once-over, her sharp eyes assessing before breaking into a smile. "You look perfect. Exactly how I imagined Sofia."
Alexa felt a swell of pride at the compliment. "Thank you, Elena. I'm really excited to bring her to life."
"Excited is good," Elena said, her tone shifting to something more serious. "But remember, Sofia is complicated. She's not just a passionate lover; she's also deeply conflicted, torn between love and duty. You'll need to dig deep for this one."
"I'm ready," Alexa said with determination. "I won't let you down."
"I know you won't," Elena said, her expression softening. "Now, go get into wardrobe. We're starting with the first scene in the courtyard."
Alexa nodded and made her way to the dressing room, the butterflies in her stomach fluttering even more as the reality of the situation set in. This was it—her moment to shine.
As she changed into Sofia's costume—a flowing red dress that clung to her curves and made her feel every inch the passionate woman she was about to portray—she couldn't help but think of Jude.
