“Cut!” Aro yelled. “Michael, I don’t believe you. You are supposed to be, essentially, raping your wife whom you hired to be your date for a party. It’s about control. You’re enjoying this too much.”
“So, rougher?” Michael asked.
Aro turned around and rolled his eyes. Sighing deeply, he said an exasperated yes.
God, I can do so much better than him. Not that I’d want to act out a rape scene. Especially, not with her. She’s too sweet.
“Mike, get lost in your feelings,” Bella suggested. She was naked from the waist up and was getting her costume put back on. “You are not Michael Newton, right now. You’re Eric Foster. You just found out that your wife has been whoring herself out since you used my agency for an escort. How would you feel if your girlfriend did that?”
“Fucking pissed,” he grumbled. “But, I wouldn’t rape her.”
“You’re getting what you paid for,” I supplied. “It’s not about hearts and flowers. It’s about showing the whore who’s the boss.”
“Jesus, Bella’s bodyguard gets it,” Aro mumbled under his breath. “Edward, right?”
“Yes, sir,” I said.
“Are you an actor?”
“I’m trying to be,” I replied.
“You’ve seen the rehearsal. Show us what you think Michael should do to Bella. Or rather, what Eric should do to Mia,” Aro said. “Isabella is a professional and understands, right?”
“Of course, Aro. Perhaps if Mike sees it, he’ll be able to perform,” Bella snapped.
I nodded and removed my wallet from my pocket and sunglasses from my hair. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Walking onto the set, I took Michael’s mark in the office scene. Aro called out action and I heard the door open. I spun around in the chair, glaring at Mia. She’s not Bella. She’s not your boss right now. She’s a whore.
“Eric!” she gasped. “Wh-what are you…?”
“Shut up,” I sneered. “What are you doing here? I hired a professional since I knew my wife couldn’t hack it. And surprise, surprise…look who shows up.”
“Maybe if you were home more often, Eric,” Bella spat. Her arms were crossed over her breasts, giving her beautiful cleavage. I got up from my chair and approached her like I would my prey. She slowly backed up until she hit the wall.
“If you want to act like a whore, then you’ll be treated like a whore,” I seethed. I shoved her hands above her head and reached for the breakaway part of her costume. It tore easily and her breasts fell out of her top. With my other hand, I squeezed her breast and crashed my lips against hers. Holy mother fuck, she has such soft lips. My hand moved down her body and tore her skirt away before I heard Aro yell cut. I pulled away and dropped my gaze to Bella’s shoes.
“That was brilliant, Edward. Why didn’t you audition?” Aro asked.
“My manager didn’t feel the role was right for me,” I answered. “But, yeah. That’s how Eric should act.”
“Why don’t we take a break?” Aro suggested. “I need to discuss with Michael. Excellent work, Edward. For the next film I’m directing, I want you to audition. You’ve got promise, young man.”
“Thank you, Aro,” I said, blushing.