Watching the scene play out had felt like a blur to Juliann as she sat silently, with her thoughts while Kela soaked it all in.

Kela soaked in every action, soaked in every cut, soaked in every print, soaked in every director action and every change of action. Kela loved every second, she took great pride in watching Christoffer being slapped almost fifteen times across his cheek, Kela had to refrain herself from laughing with each slap.

Christoffer was handed an ice pack, he rested it on his cheek as he moved past the crew, making his way towards Kela, Juliann and Jared. 

"Enjoying the show?" Christoffer asked.

"Obviously, who knew that Shyna had great left hook. Damn, wonder what else she could do with her hands." Kela smirked.

Christoffer held his tongue, he hoped Juliann would react, but she didn't.

"You should go meet Shyna, the two of you would have so much in common." Christoffer encouraged as a plan cooked in his mind.

"You would love that, wouldn't you?" Kela let her hatred fill her tone.

"I would love for you too..." Christoffer began.

"Right, how about I take the ladies for a wonder?" Jared suggested.

Christoffer took the hint "Juliann?" He noticed her blank expression.

"She's just upset that Madame Bitch told her to go away." Kela admitted before noticing Christoffer's confused expression "Slyvia."

"Ah. Forget about her." Christoffer admitted.

"Just like she should forget about you." Kela admitted truthfully.

Christoffer ignored Kela "Juliann?"

"Huh?" Juliann pulled her attention "Are you done? That was quick."

"There just setting up for the next scene." Christoffer stated.

Juliann looked over to the crew carefully preparing another scene.

"How about we go for a walk?" Christoffer took Jared's suggestion as his own.

"Oh, your cheek." Juliann finally noticed the red handprint on his cheek.

"I know a way you can make it better." Christoffer smirked.

Juliann shifted her gaze to Kela.

Kela shrugged slightly "I have Jared."

Juliann gave Kela's hand a tight squeeze before rising up to her feet.

Christoffer wrapped his arm around Juliann's waist, leading her out of the set. He lead her out towards the line-up of star waggons.

They stopped at one of the star waggons, the door had a A4 size labelled with C.Jessen 'Benedict' in black cursive font.

Christoffer opened the door, he indicated for Juliann step in. She followed his order, her eyes lit up as she noticed how big the inside of the star wagon was.

The inside looked as if it had come fresh from a showroom floor, the pristine luxurious feel with it's wooden matte finish helping absorb the light reflecting from the ceiling of the star wagon, the plumped cushions of the comfortable lounge and dining seats.

Juliann hadn't noticed Christoffer step in nor had she noticed him locking the door.

She could feel his arms around her waist, she could feel one of his hands beginning to slide under her dress.

She felt his lips press against her neck, she felt herself lean against his body as she closed her eyes.