The Charm of the Director

Well donee

Dean was sitting in a hotel restaurant not far from his room. If Jessy wasn't angry, she'd easily find her. And why he chose to sit in a restaurant, because they serve mendoza wine typical of this hotel. He tasted it once when we he came to this hotel with Joan two years ago. He wants to go back to doing that. He picked up the glass filled with wine and kissed it for a moment.  Her fragrance became the hallmark that made her want to come back. He took a little. The sour and sweet taste blend into one. He really likes it.

The sound of his cell phone rang. Harris called.

All the crew and actors and actresses were already in a spacious room. They are the ones Dean hand-picked to be part of his new movie. Harris stared at the man over 40. He is still confused why Dean chose Pedro as the main character. The most arrogant and haughty actor he knows for sure. But Dean just said, he doesn't care about the artist's life off-screen. He would only care about his acting and film success. Then he saw Alicia. A newcomer one year ago who was undoubtedly her acting. He appreciated Dean's choice for the actress.

Suddenly his hand was cut. He tilted his body to see who touched him. Casper who was Dean's assistant was waiting for him.

"When are we going to start?All the teams are here" he said.

Harris nodded. "I knew. I'll prepare it." he said. A large white screen is available. He bet Dean would scold him for bothering him while he was away on a honeymoon. He began to contact her.

Dean's face was visible on the big screen.

"I've read almost half of that story" he said suddenly.

Harris frowned. How could Dean answer a call from her calmly like that?

"Alicia, I know and have noticed that your acting skills have improved lately. I hope you don't disappoint me." said Dean.

Alicia laughed lightly. "All right, handsome director. You won't regret choosing me."

"I think filming this time will grab the whole attention of the world. You're the key to this movie." Dean said. Then he saw Casper. "Casper, can you give Pedro the toy gun?" ask Dean seriously.

"I don't need that toy gun! You picked me means you know my skills!" pedro stood up while standing up. He looks angry and upset.

Dean smiles. "I like that. I need that kind of acting from you." Dean made Harris shake his head.

Zuccardi valle de Uco...

zuccardi...what place is it? Why would Dean take her there tonight? Though he was still angry at her, but if he thought of himself, it felt unfair. He will forgive her this time. But if he did it again, he would be very angry. He doesn't know where Dean is. Since noon he has not returned.

A knock made Jessy look towards the door. That must be Dean. He soon saw the door open. He entered with his face slightly reddened. He looks a little drunk. Jessy frowned.

"No. I'll be ready as soon as possible." Jessy said as she stepped into the bathroom.

Dean smiles. He changed his clothes while he waited for Jessy to get ready.

When the door opened, Dean saw the clothes Jessy was wearing tonight. A short dress in deep black. Jessy's curves can be seen clearly. Did Lana make it? Even though his chest was closed, he could still see clearly. Both of his shoulders are clearly visible. Dean vibrates. His heart was beating fast. He approached Jessy and held her hand.

"Who made this dress? Lana?" ask Dean.

"No. I bought it for a thousand dollars from a flea not far from my apartment. According to the seller, this dress is still very good. So I bought it. Doesn't it look like this is a flea's outfit?"

"A wife of a famous director wears used clothes for a thousand dollars. It feels a little worrying. I can buy you dozens of dresses and clothes that you will wear everyday."

Jessy held Dean's arm. "That's it. I can take care of myself. This dress doesn't look cheap, does it? Are there any reporters there?"

Dean shook his head. He walked out accompanied by graceful footsteps Jessy.

"You still mad at me?" dean asked as they walked towards the parking lot

"I'll be mad if you still say sorry to me." exclaimed Jessy.

"All right, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do it. I'm gonna lock my mouth so I won't let it out again" Dean said seriously. "Seeing you angry scares me. Don't do that again. I want when the two of us fight, we can get it over with quickly."

"Depends.." said Jessy quickly.

Dean opened the car door. "Depends what?"

"Depends on how much you hurt me."

"I hope it doesn't happen. This time I feel sorry. I don't want any more. You're scary when you're angry." Dean said as he got into the car. "You're so excited."

Jessy smiled. "of course. This is my first show." he replied proudly.