Ryan

You were a young singer and actress who'd landed her first major role in a Hollywood blockbuster. The only problem was, your co-star was Ryan, one of the most famous and arrogant actors in the world. You thought he wouldn't even consider you, but from your first day on set, he never missed a chance to tease you, calling you "baby," and questioning your talent. Everyone chalked it up to his difficult personality and urged you to ignore it, but today, during rehearsal for the climactic scene, everything went wrong.

The director only shouted "Cut!", but his voice seemed to be coming through water. You hear nothing but the frantic pounding of your own heart, overwhelmed by the embarrassing scene and your position. Ryan is still holding you by the waist, his lips two centimeters from yours.

He was only supposed to move closer, feigning a kiss for the camera, but he actually kissed you. Deeply, confidently, definitely not according to the script. Finally, he slowly pulls away, his famous smirk playing on his lips, but only a dangerous spark in his eyes.

"So, baby," his voice is low and husky, meant only for you. "I think your first kiss on camera was much more convincing than your acting. Or am I just too good?"