No Strings Attached

Chase let out a dismissive chuckle. "Impossible. How could I possibly fall for her? My dream girl is sweet and soft, not like that broad-sharp-tongued and always ready to rumble. I'd rather be a bachelor for life than fall for someone like her. You really don't get it, do you? Your marriage is a sham. Better call it quits now."

Roger couldn't help but laugh with exasperation, "Even a blind man could see you're head over heels for Sasha, and here you are playing dumb."

"You think you've figured it out?"

"Absolutely!"

Chase, with his carefree swagger, snapped back, "Dumb asshole!"

And with that, he hung up the phone without a second thought, leaving Roger cursing under his breath.

pocket and lighting it up, Chase wore a

have feelings for Sasha. He only looked after her

Chase stepped out of his car with a roguish air and strolled into the clubhouse. Yet, almost against his will, his feet carried him toward the grand ballroom

a burly man whose eyes

within Chase. He clenched his

recognized the man's intentions. She gracefully stepped back with a polite smile. "Dexter, I need to greet the other actors. I'll be taking my leave now." As she moved to slip away, Dexter's grip tightened on her wrist, and his face twisted into a lecherous grin. "Sasha, I have a film starting soon, and it's missing a leading lady. How about you

insinuation couldn't be clearer. This was a

smile, "I'm sorry, Dexter, but I'd rather focus on my current project

Believe me, one call from me, and you can kiss

raised her chin defiantly. "I've never heard of being blacklisted for turning down your offers, Dexter. Or was there another implication

count yourself lucky that I'm even interested. Stick with me for three months, and you'll be a star. Otherwise,