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Trigger Warning: the following chapter contains material that may be harmful or traumatizing to some audiences.

Stacy and I just arrived at the location where the auditions for the movie "Rider" were taking place. It's a psychological thriller about a girl who has these dreams about people dying and she needs to figure out who those people are and somehow save them. As soon as I read the script I was obsessed and it's directed by the one and only Harrison Reynolds. That man is an erudition in this industry, I was over the moon when the production team asked for me to audition personally as he thought I would be ideal for the lead role of Amara.

I was apprehensive though, I hope it goes well. I don't want to mess this up. I've never done a movie like this so it could be a real game-changer for me.

"Maria, you can come in now" a blonde girl walks over to me and smiles, I get up and fix my skirt.

"Good luck, go kill it" Stacy gives me two thumbs up as I walk inside the office following the girl.

"So just go through that door, Mr. Harrison is waiting for you" She smiles politely pointing to a door as she sits down on her desk a few feet away from the room.

I take in a deep breath trying to calm my nerves, I knock on the door and immediately hear a come in and walk inside closing the door behind me.

"Hi Mr. Harrison, it's an honor" I extend my hand smiling at one of my all-time favorite directors.

"Maria Reed, the pleasure is all mine sweetheart" He grins at me showing off his perfectly white teeth. His eyes run up and down my body as he shakes my hand.

He was leaning against a table, I stood a couple of feet away from him, holding onto the script, "My girls are very fond of you"

"Oh that's sweet" I beam.

"And I am very impressed by you, I've seen your movies, you are mighty talented" Mr. Harrison smirks taking a step towards me.

I smile bashfully, "That means so much coming from you sir"

"Why don't you start with Amara arguing with Kane, pretend I'm Kane," Mr. Harrison says and I nod.

I gulp as I read my lines once, Mr. Harrison had taken a few steps towards me now, I look up and stare into his eyes, Mr. Harrison grabs my wrist as Kane was supposed to do in the scene, "You don't get it to do you? It's more than just dreams, it's reality, people are dying Kane and for some Godforsaken reason, I am supposed to be in charge of making sure that doesn't happen" I pull my wrist out of his grasp, "You just don't understand what it's like" tears were now welling into my eyes as I was looking at Mr. Harrison, "I can't make you understand this but I can't let you hover over my every move trying to protect me. I can't do this Kane. I can't risk it" I raise my voice, tears streaming down my cheeks.

"Good job" He claps and I nod wiping a tear away, "Move to the scene with Greggory," Mr. Harrison says and I nod, "I'll be right behind you," Mr. Harrison says moving behind me.

Come on Maria, keep it together. "What do you want from me?" my voice trembles as it's supposed to in the scene.

"To admit defeat of course," Mr. Harrison's tone flat.

"Why are you doing this to me? I can't take it, please make it stop. I can't take it anymore" I grab my hair, tears gushing down my face, "please"

"You're the chosen one, it is your duty" Mr. Harrison whispers in my ear.

"Why me?" I whisper barely audible and that's where this scene ends.

"Very good, very good indeed," Mr. Harrison says still behind me, "You know you are so much hotter in person" Mr. Harrison whispers in my ear and I freeze on spot. He runs his hand up and down my spine, "A girl like you can get absolutely anything she wants" He sniffs my hair.

I gulp unable to move, Mr. Harrison moves his hand under my skirt and gropes my panty covered ass, "Strip and bend over right now and the role is yours sweetheart" He slides his hands in my underwear and squeezes my bare ass cheek, "fuck you're so hot" He pushes his body against mine and I felt his boner on my ass. I gasp in shock. What the fuck is happening?

Mr. Harrison moves my hair to the side and kisses my neck, "this is once in a lifetime role for you, could get you your first oscar" he squeezes my ass again, "everything is yours for a bit of fun" he bites my earlobe, "bet your pretty mouth sucks cock real good darling" and suddenly I gain my composure, I push him off me and turn to look at him he looks startled.

"You're absolutely disgusting, you're a fucking pig" I spat at him angrily and march out of the room. What the fuck just happened? The blonde girl looks at me confused as I walk past her and out the hall to Stacy.

"Let's go please," I say tapping my foot on the floor.

Stacy's face laced with concern, "Hey hey what happened?" she asks grabbing my arm.

I look up at the ceiling fighting the tears, "He's a fucking creep, please can we leave" I beg, and Stacy nods, and we walk out of the building.

We get into the car and were soon driving away, after a couple of minutes Stacy speaks up, "Maria are you alright?"

I flash a weak smile at her, "Yes yes just another Hollywood perv, it's fine."

"Mario, can you please drop me home?" I ask the driver who politely nods.

"I'm so sorry hun, I know how much you were looking forward to this and how much you looked up to this man" Stacy squeezes my hand.

"It's whatever, men suck" I shrug and stare out the window.

As soon as I get home, I hop in the shower. I can't believe I didn't push him off me sooner, I feel so disgusting. I step into the shower and immediately started sobbing as I lather soap all over my body trying to get me clean. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.

I close my eyes letting the warm water run down my body, cleaning me as I memory pops into my mind;

I was so nervous, I can't believe I'm getting to meet DJ Blake, I have been listening to his music since I was a kid and he wants to work with me?? What?? My friends back home are going to lose it once I tell them I met him.

I was in the studio waiting for him anxiously playing with my shirt, suddenly the door opens and he's right there. Oh my God.

He smiles as he reaches towards me and immediately wraps me in his embrace giving me goosebumps, "Hi there"

"Hi, I can't believe I'm meeting DJ Blake" I gush fangirling.

He chuckles grabbing my hand and pulling us onto the couch, "Please sweetheart, call me Blake. All my friends call me Blake"

I smile blushing," Okay Blake." I giggle.

His fingers caress my cheeks, "You sure are a pretty thing" his thick southern accent popping out.

My naive 16-year-old self smiled and blushed thinking this was all friendly, "Are you single?"

I nod coyly, "Yeah"

"You have such nice eyes" Blake compliments me and I blush, "the perfect blow job eyes" he mumbles I don't understand what he meant.

"You're 16 right?" Blake places his hand on my knee.

I nod yet again, he's around 28 I doubt he would be into me, it's illegal, I'm sure he's just being friendly, "I bet you're a virgin" Blake groans as his eyes roam up and down my body and suddenly I feel uncomfortable.

He was staring at me expecting an answer, "Yes" I mumble.

Blake licks his lips, "That's perfect darling, ain't no need to be shy about it" His thumb caresses my lips, "My cock would look so pretty wrapped around those pulp lips of yours" My eyes widen, and before I could say another word he pushes his lips onto mine. Blake's hand grabs my breast through my shirt as he slips his tongue into my mouth.

I do not kiss him back as I try to break the kiss and succeed finally, "What are you doing" I ask trying to move away from him but he grabs my other breast as well holding me close to him.

Blake chuckles to himself, "I forgot how virgins can be a pain in the ass".

"Why don't you take your top off and show me your tits huh darling?" He licks his lips.

"No what, I I we were going to talk about working together" I whimper.

"Yes we will make an absolute banger together but you need to do a few things for me, darling, this is Hollywood. Nothing is free. Did you really think I would collaborate with a 16-year-old nobody free of cost? You're lucky you got a pretty face and a curvy body" Blake's voice slightly laced with annoyance.

Blake grabs my hand and places it on the tent in his jeans, "See that darling, it's all for you, don't tease me."

I gulp moving away, "No this is not what I want" I get up from the couch and he grabs my wrist.

"Don't make me be rough with you sweetheart, I'm just preparing you for Hollywood" He grunts pushing me against a wall.

Tears were streaming down my face as his hands roamed up and down my body, "No please let me go, please" I was begging unable to break from his tight grasp.

I was sobbing moving back and forth trying to get him off me when suddenly by the grace of God the door to the studio opened and walked in a man, Blake immediately dropped his hands from me and moved away.

"What is going on here?" He asked noticing me crying.

"Nothing just this whore being a little tease" Blake mutters and rushes out of the studio through the other door.

That was the day I met Allan. He was coming into the studio for a recording session and if it weren't for him Blake probably would've gotten his way with me. I cringe in distaste.

I get out of the shower and put on a pair of black jeans and an oversized grey hoodie. I still felt disgusted and gross and violated. I hate this part of my job, why can't I just live in peace for fucks sake. I'm very fortunate that something like this has only happened to me twice in the span of my 6-year career but I still hate it.

I can't stop crying. Tears were streaming down my face, I needed someone right now. I decided to see if I could schedule an appointment with Linda but today is Thursday and those are her off days, I know I could ask her to see me and she would be she'd be really worried about me if it was that urgent and I don't want to bother her.

Allan is out of town so I give Jay a call, he didn't answer after 3 times. He could be busy but with Jay, I know there are no formalities between us and I really need him right now so I grab my phone and call myself an Uber to get to Jay's house.