Vivian's pov

That assho**! What does he thinks of himself!

Acting all caring, making breakfast for me, tending to my injury.

Like he is the most caring husband in the world.

When just yesterday he was calling me a who**! Calling me names and humiliating me.

No matter what he does...I can't forgive him.
Especially when he made me live in that hell for 5 years.

I will never forgive him!

Walking inside,I greet the director and we directly start with the shoot.

"So today's shoot is a bit intimate Vivian. I have our male model here...you guys are to kiss on screen."

I look at the actor who approaches and smiles at me ,and I just nod awkwardly

"Excuse me director."

I say, getting him in a corner.

"What happened Vivian?"

"Director I not comfortable with this. I told you before also... anything is fine till getting intimate, kissing and stuff."

"But Vivian it's important. And it's just a shoot. You don't need to be stressed about it."

"Try to understand director. I am...I am not comfortable. You never asked me before for the other ads."

"That's because this shoot is based on the theme  of Love Vivian. I am sorry but it can't be deleted.You have to do it."

I sigh, looking at him with frustration.
My day is already bad you stupid director! Don't make it worse.

"See Sir I understand. But I can't do it. Okay?"

"Fine. Don't kiss but just pose then...we will move the camera at such an angle that it looks like you guys are kissing."

I don't know what to say...I merely nod and he exclaims.

"Good ! Everyone ! Let's begin !"

He says and I clench and unclench my fist in nervousness.
Damn man , modeling is not that much of a child's play as I thought.

Sighing,I nod to myself.

Fighting Vivian ! Fighting!

You can do it. Plus it's just a shoot. It will be over soon.

Getting on the stage,I look at the model I am supposed to shoot with.
He was shirtless, his body we'll build and face chiseled.

He was handsome. No doubt.

And if I follow the news properly, I guess he was a very famous one. With girls going crazy after him.

"Beautiful"

He says looking towards me and my eyes widen in surprise. He starts walking towards me.

"How can someone look so perfect?"

He says and I look at him flabbergasted.

"Huh?"

Instead of stopping, he walks beside me , hitting my shoulder and next I know, he stands in front of a mirror.

Staring at his face.

Smiling in the mirror,he adjust his hair. Giving himself a flying kiss.

I chuckle at this, rolling my eyes.

Oh man this man is so self absorbed.
He looks good, okay but Ethan is way better than him.

Ethan looks good effortlessly.

He looks handsome even when he wakes up in the morning and gives me that smirk.

With one eyebrow raised and that glint in his eyes.

Vivian! Stop it! Are you seriously thinking about him!

Don't forget what he did to you.

The shooting begins ,and the model smiles at me.
Holding my hand and pulling me closer to him.

I feel awkward at someone else's touch.

I try not showing my discomfort, but I guess my expressions were giving it away.

The director, keeps asking me to look at him and smile.
To only have him cut the scene again and again.

It's been 20 minutes and still we were not able to get even one picture right.

The model doesn't say much, giving me time to relax.

We start again ,and that's when he says something for the first time.

"I don't bite girl. Just chill. You look white as a ghost."

I merely nod.

He places his arms around my waist pulling me to him and I inhale his cologne.

Ethan's is way better. His was a bit girly.

Stop ! Vivian!

"Hey. Look at me and relax."

I nod looking up at him. Thank god ,he is not as self absorbed as he seemed few minutes ago.

"You are naturally beautiful. Just smile at me and it will be done."

I smile and that's when the cameras click and the first picture perfect is captured.

"Perfect! Now let's go for the next scene."

I start sweating. But he seemed unaffected. Placing his palms on my neck, he tilts my head back.
Looking down at my lips.

"It's...it's just a pretend."

I whisper, and he looks into my eyes.
A smirk lingering on his lips.

"I never do pretend stupid girl."

"I only believe in real."

And that's when he starts closing in and my senses freeze.

No! He can't! I said specifically!

I try pushing his chest, but it didn't stop him. His breath hitting my lips ,his lips just inches away from mine.

I close my eyes feeling panic settle in my chest,when suddenly a voice booms in the room.

Making everyone to still.

"STOP!"

The actor stops and I immediately push him back with all the strength in me.

Everyone was looking behind me and when I turn,I almost got a heart attack.

Ethan was standing there, looking furious.
His eyes hardening at the actor who was standings in front of me.

"What the hell were you doing?"

He asks him and I gulp. Oh boy, I rarely see Ethan fuming like this.
And that also in my defense.

"Chill man! It's just a shoot."

The model says, raising his hands in surrender. To only have Ethan stand on front me. Pulling me behind me.

"Get off. This scene is not gonna happen."

The director steps forward, surprised.
Debating on it immediately

"Mr Lockwood! Please try and understand. The scene is really important. I discussed it with Mrs Lockwood and she was fine-"

What a lier! I didn't agreed to anything. I said I will only try doing the fake thing.
Ethan doesn't care of his words, stepping closer to him.

"I said the scene is not going to happen. Don't make me repeat myself!"

He seeths and the director goes silent.

"Impersonate someone else as her. But she is not going to do it. Understood?"

The crew gulps and nods. While I lower my eyes. This felt so awkward. But it was better than kissing the model.

"Mr Lockwood. Don't mind but if you don't wish Mrs Lockwood to do the scene with anyone else. Why..why don't you impersonate as the male model?"

My eyes widen and I step forward, to stop the director when Ethan holds my wrist, stopping me.

"Fine. I will do it."

My widened eyes met his and he pulls me to him. Whispering near my ear.

"You are to be punished for even agreeing to kiss another man other than your husband wifey."

"No Ethan...I didn't agree...I just agreed to pretend to kiss..the director is lying."

"It doesn't matter my little Phoenix."

His thumb caresses my cheek and I gulp.
Damn. He looked damn scary and hot right now.

"Your punishment starts....."

His eyes flicker to my lips. And my eyes widen.

"No Ethan"

He smirks, before closing in.

"Now!"

Before his lips could touch mine, I place my palms on his mouth. Making his eyes to widen.

I hear chuckles around, but I don't mind.
His eyes narrowing and brows furrowing.

He motions towards my hand by blinking and I move my head in a no.

"No! "

"Mrs Vivian! We have negotiated . Atleast you can agree to kiss your husband now."

The director says and I lower my hands, looking down.
Atleast it was better than kissing a stranger.

As soon as my hands lower, he smashes his lips on me.
Holdings my face in his hands.

It was fired by jealousy and rage,yet his touch was gentle and savouring.

He smirks, pulling back and I refuse to look at his victorious face.

Ethan 1 Vivian 0

He won this one. But I won't let him win the next time.

"What were you doing here?"

I ask to only have him, offer me my phone.

"You forgot it in the morning."

Taking it back,I nod at him. His state remaining.

"You can leave now."

I say awkwardly, to have him smile down at me.
Placing a peck on my cheek,he smiles and moves back.

I rub my cheek vigorously with my palms, looking at him in irritation.

"What the hell are you doing? Stop touching me!"

And he answers , giving me that innocent look.

"I was just bidding farewell to my wife. No need to be so bothered."

"Asshole!"

I scream and he winks,walking away. I look around to see everyone staring and I just raise my hands, asking them to....

Forget it.

They all are crazy.

I was posing for the next shoot ALONE thankfully.

Smiling at the camera when my mind was drifting towards the earlier event.

How can he behave so casually? As if nothing happened?
Wasn't he hurt on knowing about our child...but I saw his tears last night..he was hurt but he refused to show it.

Ughhh Ethan. Why is it so difficult to understand you!

"Vivian! A little to the right !"

I nod, giving the camera my side pose, adjusting my leg. Placing it on top of another.

Lost in thoughts...I look at the crowd when I notice something weird. A man was there.... staring at me directly.

While everyone looked busy doing there tasks,I could feel his eyes on me.

Just staring.

I narrow my eyes at him. The face looked similar...even though it was dark.
My thoughts again get interrupted by the directors words.

"Smile Vivian! This expression won't do!"

I look at the director and nod. Suddenly realising where I was.
I smile and I hear the cameras clicking.

Next when I look back at the place where the man stood. I see no one there... looking back I try to look around when I again catch the glimpse of his back. He turns around his back and puts on a cap.

And that's when

Realisation strikes as I remember his face.

My blood running cold suddenly.

He was the same old man...just that he has trimmed his beard now. The man...that murdered my child.

I get up suddenly, making everyone to look at me.

Asking me what was wrong?

But I don't mind. Running into the crowd ,I follow the man.
This can't be my illusion...it has to be him.

Pushing aside everyone, I run outside to see no one.
No! I saw him! He has to be here.

I look around in the vast parking lot, to see it empty.

Dammit!

I lost him!

Breathing heavily,I try to catch my breath when my eyes stop at the truck parked on the other side of the road.

My heart thudding rapidly in my chest as I went closer to read it's number plate.

5647 NEQ

Sh**!

He was is here...it was not my illusion...he was the same man...he was here to hurt me.

But the thing that scared me more.

Was that he was still here somewhere... watching me.

Ready to attack any second.

And that's when I hear a voice just behind me, and a cold thing pressed at my temple.

"Hello beautiful."

"I didn't got to thank you for your help earlier."

I turn around,with my heart audible in my ears. To see the same man looking at me.

His yellow teeth on display as he presses the gun further to my temple and whispers lowly.

"You are to come with me."