The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 82 The Trap

Chapter 82 The Trap

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The director of Spoiled–Randall–called to let Lily know she’d been selected after her audition. She’d landed the voice role for the eighth female lead and was asked to come in to record.

Usually, when Lily went to a recording studio, it would be filled with staff.

To her surprise, the Spoiled studio only had Randall inside.

Still, Randall had a reputation in the industry for being upright and professional–well–respected, even admired. So Lily didn’t think much of it.

She greeted him politely. “Sit. I’m here.”

“Lily, about the character Yingniang, there are a few things I need to go over with you.”

The moment Randall saw Lily’s face, a flash of amazement swept through his eyes.

He’d seen photos of her before.

He’d already thought she looked better than most popular actresses in the industry, but he’d assumed it was just camera magic. In person, she was even more stunning–her presence even stronger.

He quickly buried the lust that flickered in his gaze and picked up the script, approaching her with a professional demeanor.

“For this scene, I think you should pull back a little. Yingniang’s lines are angry, but I think a more restrained, repressed delivery will bring out the depth of her despair better.”

“And for this part….

Lily nodded, listening attentively. His suggestions made sense.

But while she was focused on his explanation, a sharp pain suddenly shot through her lower back.

saw Randall’s hand had slid under her shirt

waist.

it was inching

“Mr. Randall!”

went

immediately jumped back, trying to put distance

her and shoved

his face. What remained was lust–greedy, vile, and certain he’d

her chin with one hand, smirking “Lily, are

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Chapter 82 The Trap

I’ll give you the lead. Better yet–I’ll make you a star, front and

me a star! I’m not doing this! Let go

would never trade her body for

him, trying to

once been an action movie star. His strength far exceeded

“You

don’t get

pinned her wrists above her head, grinning darkly. “This

agree or not–I’m going to have you. So I’d suggest you cooperate. Because if you piss me off. I’ll make

spoke, his large, sweaty

“Don’t touch me!”

touch felt like a venomous snake wrapping around

more. The desire in his eyes deepened, and his

yanked at her collar, and his foul–smelling hand reached for

rang,

his lip

“Did you get her?”

enough to hear the voice on