*Ethan's point of view*
It's so noisy, everyone moving here and there trying to get everything in order on time. If it wasn't for the fact that I already agreed to this four months ago I wouldn't even be here but then this is necessary for publication. Also I wonder where my supposed colleague is, I heard she's a natural, hopefully she's as good as they say she is.
" Excuse me, but ummm, when is she going to arrive, as you know I am a very busy man and I have another photo shoot coming up soon so please call her and tell her to come quickly".
" Sorry for the delay sir but we've reached out to her and she'll be here soon, please exercise more patience".
While talking with the staff I noticed that people gathered at the door, not that I cared I mean whoever it was would walk in right, and it's not like it's someone that important, I turned to walk back to my seat when....
" It's Sophia Yvette, please everyone step aside".
I stopped short and turned to look at her, hair tied in a bun, a short black dress, skin radiating with glory. I could hear the impact her shoes had on the floor, and for a moment everything froze. She walked straight up to me, gracefully like the floor was her playground, her lips a shade of red that complimented her skin but what struck me most are her eyes, so warm yet so cold, so near yet so distant, I couldn't quite tell what she was thinking. She looked me dead straight in the eyes and said
" Mr Ethan Wyatt, I believe you've heard about me, it's an honor to work with you, I hope we do well together".
I couldn't find my voice to respond, her aura shook the very depth of my soul and her eyes, those alluring eyes.
" Listen I know I'm beautiful but if you could just snap out of it, we have work to do".
She widened her eyes and looked at me with pouted lips, is she mocking me or something. I composed myself so as to avoid any more embarrassment.
" Are you this full of yourself, you should be apologizing for coming this late you know, especially because I'm__".
" You're what, Ethan Wyatt so everyone should bow at your feet. You could at least ask the reason why I came in late on the first day of our work, but no all you think about is yourself".
" Shut your mouth".
She moved closer to me until she was right in front of my face.
" Or else what".
The way she whispered those words, tease, I could clearly see what she was doing, trying to provoke me. Her manager stopped her and told her it was time for the shoot, she gave me a wink and walked away, don't tell me I have to work with this crazy woman.
" Sir, you're needed".
I looked at the staff who just called me with a side eye before walking to the stage. The director was already giving orders and apparently she would have to change into another outfit, again.
" Why can't we just do the shoot in what she's wearing, for the love of God how many more hours do I have to wait, I have an appointment to get to right now!".
Me shouting was clearly to no avail cause she insisted on changing and ended up trying four different dresses before finally picking a dress she didn't even try on before.
" I'm ready".
Even through angry eyes there was one thing that remained constant, her beauty, despite being upset with her, my admiration for her beauty didn't faze.
*Sophia's point of view*
Out of all the male co-stars I have worked with he might by far be the worst. He walked rapidly to the stage and changed his suit, and we started shooting, camera noises, light flashes, God I can't wait to be back in my room again.
We tried different positions, hand on my waist, looking into each other's eyes and we hated every new style they made us try, finally the director said cut, the last picture was taken and he just rushed down the stage and out of the room without saying anything, rude.
" I get that he's Ethan Wyatt but that doesn't give him the right to be this rude and inconsiderate".
" I know right Carl, well get me some alcohol or something, I need something strong".
" Sophia you can't be seen drinking in public, it's bad for your image, let's go home and I'll get you as many drinks as you want".
I just rolled my eyes, came down the stage and changed into my original outfit. Carl, my manager was always by my side, from what I should eat, to what I should wear, how I should interact with my fans, my team and Carl took care of everything, getting into my car and looking at the empty sky through the window until my driver slowly wind up, I wondered how people would react if they got to know me for me, sometimes I just can't help but feel like I'm slowly fading in the world, like I'm loosing myself while putting up an appearance the world wants to see.