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The Contract - Chapter 40

*Warning: Adult Content*

- Evan -

Sitting next to Amanda and Mich, the director of 'Love You to Death' sitting to my left, laughs at one of the questions by the interviewer.

"What about you Evan?" the interviewer, Kelly smiles at me. "Was there anything difficult for you during filming? Especially since you didn't use a body double, I would imagine that must've felt uncomfortable for you."

I smile and shake my head.

"Well... being naked was the easy part but trying not to eat all the food the crew brought in was hard, especially since everyone could snack during takes but me because of my strict workout."

Kelly laughs at my answer as Amanda links her arm with mine, smiling widely.

I keep the smile on my face, wondering what the hell she's playing at but if I had to guess, she's doing it on purpose to feed the rumors that are about us, that we're dating.

"Next question is for Evan," Kelly says.

"Again?" I fake surprise with a forced smile. "I sure am popular today," I say and Kelly laughs as she blushes slightly.

Clearing her throat, Kelly looks straight at me.

"We're all curious, do you have a girlfriend? Being a complete heartthrob to women around the world, I'm sure you've had a line of ladies asking the same question."

Sitting up, I hum, this could be the perfect opportunity to shut the rumors down for good, sorry, Amanda but not fucking sorry.

"No, I'm single," I tell her. "I'm too busy to have a girlfriend and I'm not the guy to have one foot in a relationship but when I do eventually have a relationship, I'm committed and all in."

Kelly smiles at my answer and then goes to the next question, which is aimed at Mich and I'm glad to have a break from the constant questions about my personal life and pointless information that fans have poured in to ask.

When the camera moves from me to Mich, I shrug Amanda's arm from mine and open a bottle of water that was in front of me to have a drink, ignoring the stare coming from Amanda and the crew in front of me, that saw what I did.

I hate this situation, I'm practically counting down the seconds until I can leave, if I have to smile anymore, my face would be stuck like that.

Kelly and the crew finish the interview, where all of us smile and thank the fans for their questions directly into the camera, a script we were given to say at the end of filming.

"Thank you all for coming, it was a pleasure to meet you all," Kelly says to us, as we all get up from our seats.

I take this opportunity to slip away to where Adrian, my agent, was standing.

"Good work Evan," he says, snacking on a pretzel. "Have you eaten?"

"Not yet," I say, going over my texts, seeing one from Donovan, making my heart skip a beat. "I was thinking of just heading home, have an early night."

"No problem," Adrian says, before frowning. "This is my cue to leave, see you next week Evan," he says, making me frown also and turn to see what he was looking at.

Amanda walks up to me, smiling and holding a bag filled with gifts from the fans.

"How cool is this? I've never gotten so much mail before."

She shows me what's inside and I hum.

"Theirs two boxes worth for you but that doesn't surprise me, you're the favorite," she says, a blush on her face. "If you want, I can help you take them home."

Does this girl ever stop?

Since I arrived she's been glued to me, she even waited for me outside of the building, a risky move but she made it seem like she just arrived, even though I saw her waiting.

"Thanks but I got it," I say politely. "I wouldn't want you to hurt yourself."

I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket, turning on my phone I see it's from Donovan, I open Donovan's text and laugh once I see what he wrote.

ᴅᴏɴᴏᴠᴀɴ: Your stuff is at mine in the spare room until I persuade you to sleep in my bed.

"You're smiling," Amanda giggles, surprising me. "Was it a friend?"

I almost forgot she was there.

"Yeah." Kinda.

"We're grabbing food later, just us guys," I lied. "With time off, my friends all thought I had forgotten about them."

Amanda hums and I wasn't completely lying.

"I should go, good work today, you rocked it as usual," I say before walking away.

"Bye Evan," she calls out and I turn as I wave back, increasing my pace to the exit.

I'm completely exhausted, ever since this morning I feel like I'm on autopilot, especially since Donovan dropped me off four hours ago, since then it's been hard to focus.

It's a miracle I managed to get through this without a single mistake, letting it slip about any of my personal life, when they asked me questions, it was always a tricky way, to get me to slip up.

I hate to think what people would say if they knew the truth about me and that I'm dating Donovan Steele, billionaire, and CEO of Desire, a top talent agency, who is thirteen years older than me, with a fucking teenage son.

It should bother me but now I look at it differently, Donovan makes it so easy to be with him, despite how possessive and bossy he is, with that cold stare of his, once he drops his shield, it's like he's a different person.

I really do like Donovan, I'm damn close to being helplessly in love with him, but I'm not ready to come out as gay, especially since I don't know if I am gay or just extremely attracted to Donovan and him alone.

I don't even know any gay people and I know Donovan is the same, although he's more comfortable with his newfound sexuality and status with me, where I'm struggling to figure out what I am and how to express myself with him.

I love women and I love Donovan, so that would make me bisexual... right?

Once I'm out of the building, two guys from the crew follow me out holding the boxes of gifts from the fans of the show as I walk to my car and open the car for them to put them in.

I overestimated just how much people love my character, it's intense, I noticed stuff in that box that should never be sent to a studio, like underwear and a vial of blood, which is definitely going to get thrown out.

Thanking the crew, I put my seatbelt on and sigh once I'm finally alone, with no one else around me to bother me, I enjoy the silence before I start the car.

Time to go home.

Donovan's house, where all my shit currently is... I'm not even going to ask how he managed to get all my stuff to his place in practically no time, I know he's capable of things I'll never understand.

This is going to be really weird... fuck, I'm starting to get nervous and he won't even be there, I've never lived with anyone before unless Robbie counts, I've never lived with a girlfriend... and now...

Shit, I'll be living with my boyfriend, Donovan Steele, the billionaire aka my ex-boss.

Our relationship just got fucking serious in a single day, all because he blew me in the car and got me to magically live with him.

Hitting my head against the steering wheel I groan out, at how weak I am but smile when I think about seeing him in his element, relaxed and wearing pajamas, for some reason it makes it all seem less... overwhelming.

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