Carolina was seething when she heard the sound of Chloe still half-asleep. Keira's reputation had taken a massive dive recently and the company's PR team was in overdrive trying to patch things up. An actor's image was everything, Chloe must know that.
Keira had debuted with an innocent and kind image. Being with Lance Olson wasn't an issue, but if those photos got out, it wouldn't matter who the other person was, and Keira's girl-next-door image would be totally shattered.
There was no PR spin to be made this time around. Because that was how fans were, even if the situation was justified, once the image was broken, it stayed broken. Keira's image was a complete wreck, beyond saving.
All of this was Chloe's doing. How could she be nice to Chloe? She was already pretty pissed at Chloe to begin with, but now her attitude was downright hostile.
Chloe paused, her eyes slowly opening with a blank look. As she started to speak, Damon swooped in, his arm tightly around her waist, nuzzling her face then planting a kiss on her cheek. His deep voice was lazy and raspy, "Who is it?"
As he spoke, his hand moved on her bare body, touching her delicate skin, his lips landing at the corner of her mouth.
Chloe let out a soft breath, steadying herself and murmured, “Stop messing around.”
Damon nestled his face in her neck, calming down.
Carolina clearly heard Damon’s voice ask “Who is it” over the phone, and after a moment, it seemed to click. A wave of rage washed over her.
“Chloe, who are you with?” Carolina asked.
Chloe furrowed her brow, “What's it to you?”
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