Sammy Johnson (1)

Brian couldn't comprehend what just happened. What is this woman trying to do?

To make him do something he dreaded the most?

The same thing his father did with his mom, which resulted in his existence and became a stain in his life.

Force a woman into sex?

Seeing his fearful expression turned to anger, Emma told herself that she lost her virginity for nothing. He was definitely not satisfied and wouldn't give her that role. 

With that thought in mind, "please continue." She said. 

Brian, who was still regretting the fact that he let himself get tempted into sleeping with her, glared at her fiercely, but Emma didn't let it get to her. "We've already had sex even if you don't want to continue, you owe me the role now." She said, trying to act tough. 

Since he seemed like he wouldn't touch her again, she didn't bother begging and made him realize he can't ditch her now. Sex is sex, no matter how many minutes or seconds the penetration lasted. 

"Get out!" Brian screamed, making fear gripped Emma's heart. 

"How can you do this because of a role? Throwing your first time away and making me….. F*ck!" He cursed and shut his eyes tightly.

"Get lost. Now!" He growled.

She wanted to act more tough, but was stunned when Brian seemed to have lost it and started screaming at her to leave.

He jumped off the bed and walked towards the table beside his bed to pulled out a drawer. 

She was trying to talk, but his continuous shouting overpowered her tone, coupled with the fact that she couldn't help but feel more bad, because despite being poor she never imagined her first time to be like this. 

She wasn't always this brave, but Charlotte's threat and the fact that she couldn't deny that the role could provide a good meal on her family's table, made her do it.

She might get to pay off the debt that she was owing and be able to concentrate on spending her hard earned money on her family.

She froze as Brian suddenly pointed a gun at her. "Get out!" he screamed, his eyes deep red and she could still see fear written all over his facial expression.

He looked unsettled.

One thing she also valued the most was her life. If she dies, what would happen to her two younger siblings? How would her mother cope? Who will take care of her cat, Nemo? 

After stepping down from the bed, she began shivering as she struggled to put on her clothes that she brought in along with her, so that Brian wouldn't notice that she didn't leave.

She occasionally winced in pain, as her underneath throbbed her, when she stressed the muscles connected to her groin.

Brian stared at her drama with his head hurting from what he just did. 

He let lust control him. He stared at Emma with hatred filled eyes, because he really tried to make this woman leave him alone. 

After getting dressed, Emma made her way out of his room. She wanted to remind him of the role again, but preferred to return alive than have a bullet hole in her head. She would rather owe Charlotte and those sharks than to die. 

That was also why she was behaving like an idiot. She would rather endure a slap, than return it and create an enemy that will want her dead. She didn't want to die. 

"F*ck! F*ck! F*ck!....." Brian cursed repeatedly, tossing the prop gun aside. He clenched his fist and hit it on the bed repeatedly in frustration. 

Her expression when he looked up into her eyes, kept replying in his head.

…..

Meanwhile. 

Immediately Emma got to the door, it opened at the same time. A handsome man dressed in a brown suit with his black hair permed all the way back, making his brown beautiful eyes appear more alluring, and looking like someone in his mid thirties, appeared.

Following behind him, was the goddess of movies, as people called her.