Savanna Amengual ignored Florencia and ran into the living room to watch Variety.


    Florencia looked up at the closed studio and, feeling anxious, went to the kitchen, cut up a te of fruit and brought it upstairs.


    “Knock, knock, knock.”


    Florence knocked on the studio door, “Mr. Nico, I’ve cut fruit, would you like some?”.


    Through a door, Nico buried himself in Mica’s neck andughed, “Tell him, do I eat it or not.”


    Mica: … pervert.


    Mica’s face flushed for him, her hands were around his neck, but her gaze was straight and unnecessary, her lips were slightly hooked, “The person at the door is your fiancee, is this considered cheating?”


    Nico’s thin lips curved slightly, “It’s more exciting.”


    He really didn’t feel embarrassed either.


    The woman’s red lips came close to his ear and murmured in a very provocative tone, “So … brother-inw, you have to step up your game or you’ll disappoint me.”


    Nico cupped her chin with his long fingers, a smile hidden under his deep-set eyes, “What did you just call me?”


    “Antiquity, isn’t that what a brother-inw is?”


    Nico looked down and pressed his thin lips against the woman’s, “Is it exciting to make out with your brother-inw?”


    Mica: “… is it good?”


    Outside the door, Florencia knocks again, “Mr. Nico, I’m going to open the door for you ande in…”.


    Florencia’s hand, resting on the door handle.


    Inside the door, Mica wraps her arms around Nico’s neck and lets him in, “Your girlfriend ising in.”


    “Knock.”


    Mica dly cooperates, “Mmmm ~ Mr. Nico ~ you’re bad ~”


    Bad?


    Nico decided to show her how bad he is.


    …


    Florence’s whole face darkened as she heard the ambiguous voice.


    She stood in front of the studio door, carrying her fruit, and stood there for a moment, a little embarrassed.


    “They do that a lot.”


    Florence was so startled that she almost dropped the tray of fruit in her hand and turned to see Savanna Amengual, who was staring at her with her arms crossed.


    “Why are you standing behind me and scaring me?”.


    Savanna Amengual raised her eyebrows, “You were obviously too focused on eavesdropping.”


    Florence, furious and annoyed at being knocked out, blushed hotly and ran downstairs with her te of fruit over Savanna Amengual’s shoulder, resentful and angry.


    Savanna Amengual looked at the study door and shook her head, “Tch, my brother is such a beast.”


    …


    A monthter, Mica began shooting for her role as the third girl, a role so heavy that she took a long leave of absence from school.


    For fear of missing too many sses and failing final exams, Mica took many textbooks and materials with her to study during the shoot.


    The plot development and the abusive rtionship between the hero and heroine are almost all foreseen and nned by the third girl, who is very dark.


    The night before shooting, Mica sat on her bed reading the script, and when she was about to fall asleep, she grabbed her phone and just wanted to turn on the flight, she slipped into Facebook and sent a message to Nico: “Mr. Nico, tomorrow I’m going to the mountains to shoot a movie in Mr. Severo, then I’ll be out of town for a month or so, take care! I love you”.


    She sent this message because she was afraid Nico woulde to the Fiesta del Rio road looking for her and run away.


    With Nico’s temper, he would definitely get mad if she ran away.


    So Mica calmed her down beforehand.


    Although, in thest month, Nico hadn’t seen her two or three times, only once every half a month on average, and he didn’t do anything else, he basically spent it in bed.


    When Nico received this Facebook message, he was still workingte at the office, having slept for days on a big development project.


    Campoverde had fallen asleep next to him and Nico kicked him awake.


    Campoverde wiped the roughness from the corner of his mouth and woke up a little, “Mr. Nico, would you like to make coffee?”


    “No brewing. I’m going out now, so go home to shower and get some sleep too, and let the old folks know about the ten a. m. meeting.”


    Campoverde nodded, “Okay, Mr. Nico where are you going, I’ll take you.”


    Nico tugged at his neck tie and said, “No need.”


    The man grabbed the car keys and left the office.


    Campoverde looked at the calendar on his desk and realized.


    Ah, he remembered, tomorrow was the day Miss Mica was to go to Mr. Severo’s mountains to shoot on the set of “Above the Clouds.”


    So Mr. Nico is running away to enjoy his young body in the middle of the night?


    The hard-working man, who has been workingte for days, has to go home to bed now.


    …


    In the apartment on Fiesta del Rio Street.


    Mica read the script until 12:30, turned off the lights and went to bed, just as she fell asleep, she heard a door opening in a blur.


    Mica thought the house had been burrized.


    In the darkness, Mica picked up a ss vase and cautiously got out of bed.


    Mica hid in the corner of the wall, and when Nico approached, Mica grabbed the vase and smashed it over her head.


    Luckily, Nico was quick to notice and was good enough to choke her wrist, “You want to murder the gold master, don’t you?”.


    Mica was surprised, “Mr. Nico, howe it’s you?”


    “What do you mean it’s me, who else could it be?”.


    She sounded like she was disappointed.


    Mica let out a dryugh and said apologetically, “It’s veryte, I didn’t expect you toe.”


    Mica put down the crystal vase in her hand, and Nico put an arm around her waist and pressed her against the wall, his voice low and muffled as he asked, “Didn’t you text me that you were going to the set tomorrow to shoot a scene?”


    “Yes, I probably won’t see Mr. Nico for another month.” Mica looks sad.


    Nico: “You look happy?”.


    Mica denies the trifecta, “I’m not.”


    Nico growls arrogantly and kisses her, but forgets he still has his sses on the bridge of his nose and bumps into Mica.


    Micaughs, “Mr. Nico, you hit me with the sses.”


    Nico indicated, “Take them off and kiss me.”N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive ? material.


    The tone was unmistakable.


    The great man.


    Mica: “…”


    Mica reaches up to take the silver-rimmed sses off the bridge of his nose, stands on tiptoe, wraps her arms around his neck and kisses him.


    Nico lifts her up.


    The two lean against the wall in an uncontroble kiss.


    Mica reaches up and touches his high, hard nose. Nico has a ridge on the bridge of her nose, a ridge of bone not normally found on the bridge of a person’s nose, which makes her look ascetic and haughty, very aristocratic.


    Amid the tangle, Nico’s voice was low and maic when he asked her, “Enjoying touching the bridge of my nose?”


    “I just didn’t expect Mr. Nico to be nearsighted.”


    “I’ve been up to partely, I’m not a nerd, how can I be nearsighted.” Nico frowned slightly, without much patience, as he exined himself.


    Mica’s back, touched themp ignition, and with a click, the living room light came on.


    Mica looked at Nico and handed him back the sses in her hand, guffawing, “Looks like Mr. Nico looks better in sses.


    The Svengali kind.


    Normally people look civilized with sses, but Nico was so full of bandits that he looked a little more sinister with a pair of silver-rimmed sses.


    Nico forgot to take his sses off when he left the house, but he usually never wears them.


    Nico set Mica down and said, “I’m starving, fix something to eat.”


    Mica opened the refrigerator door and there was bok choy and small eggs, and a tube of yang chun noodles.


    “Bok choy and egg noodles?”


    Mica asked him, Nico had gone to the couch in the living room and was leaning there with his eyes closed.


    He hadn’t taken his sses off the bridge of his nose, the three buttons at the top of his shirt cor were unbuttoned and his ck tie hung loosely around his neck, somewhat disheveled but looking lusty.


    It was the first time Mica had seen him so tired.


    He didn’t ask her again, he just quietly boiled water and cooked noodles.


    After making the noodles with vegetables and eggs, Mica served them to him.


    Thinking Nico was asleep, she didn’t call him.


    She turned to grab a nket to cover him, but Nico grabbed her hand and Mica was pulled into his arms.


    The man’s clear gaze burned into her behind his sses, “Will you miss me?”


    Mica froze, not realizing that he was suddenly asking her that question.


    However, the seriousness under Nico’s eyes was a sh, and the next second it turned to cynicism, “I mean, going to the deep Mr. Severo for over a month to shoot a movie, will you miss a man?”


    Micha: “…”


    “And if you do … no messing with the male actors in the crew under the pretext of filming for me.”


    Mica stared at him and said, “I won’t.”


    Nico received her reply, his thin lips slightly hooked, he released her and grabbed the green vegetables and egg noodles on the table to eat.


    Nico ate well, but quickly, and before long the bowl of noodles was at the bottom.


    Nico went to take a shower and when he came out, Mica cleaned herself up and asked him bluntly, “Shall we do it tonight?”.


    Nico stared at her for a long moment, his eyebrows finally taking on a slightly piqued look, “I’m exhausted.”


    And then, with that sickening grin on his face, the man turned and headed for the bedroom.


    Mica stood, blushing profusely.


    She was just asking a casual question, how did she make it look like she was so …. horny?


    Mica entered the bedroom and was dragged onto the bed and hugged from behind by Nico.


    Nico’s chin was resting on her shoulder, so Mica couldn’t see his face.


    Before falling asleep, Nico whispered a fierce warning in her ear, “Don’t think you’re giving me a kissing scene when you go Deep Mr. Severo and you’re not right under my nose.”


    “…”


    He seemed to mind that about the kissing scene with his wife.


    Mica turned in his arms to look at him and said, “I read the script and there doesn’t seem to be a single kissing scene from me.”


    Nico opened his eyes and looked at her coldly, “Do you look like you’re disappointed?”.


    “No… just thought it was strange that there were some parts that should have kissing scenes.”


    Nico’s eyes sank even deeper, “Mica.”


    Suddenly, if anything, he called her by her first name.


    Mica’s heart stuttered, “I… just wanted to question it reasonably, not that I wanted to do a kissing scene.


    Besides, who likes doing kissing scenes, she doesn’t like them anyway, and it’s actually quite awkward to do a kissing scene with a strange male actor under the gaze of countless cameras and staff.


    Besides, kissing scenes were prone to ng, and it often took more than a dozen takes to get through them, and her mouth was almost smothered with kisses.


    Nico looked at her coldly and said no more. After a while, he seemed toozy to talk to her, turned his back on her and went to sleep.


    Mica leaned her arm back and looked at him cautiously, “Mr. Nico?


    Nico: “…”


    I’m just sleepy.


    The woman’s slender arms wrapped around his waist from behind and brushed her face against his broad back, saying softly, “Mr. Nico, if I’m missing a man on the mountain Mr. Severo, will youe and get me?”


    Nico’s thin lips hooked into a deep curve and he let Mica embrace him like that and fall asleep.