Chapter 3 Three

A/N: Mature content, 18+ sex scenes ahead!

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"No! I'll just walk!" Summer resisted, trying to wriggle out of Osiris' firm grasp. "Osiris, let me go!"

The young man effortlessly helped the girl into the car and placed her in the passenger seat, the door clicking shut with ease.

Osiris pulled the door shut. "Come on, where are you headed? Just tell me."

"Take me here," the girl said, rolling her eyes at Osiris and showing him the address on her phone screen.

"Sure thing, madame," Osiris replied, keeping his cool and maintaining his easygoing demeanor.

After a few minutes, they arrived in front of a towering building. Summer got out of the car, leaving Osiris behind, not knowing that she was being followed.

An hour and a half later, a happy Summer returned, looking for Osiris. She entered the car, which had been waiting, and noticed that he was carrying some takeout food from a fast-food joint.

Excited to share her news, she began, "You won't believe it."

"Believe what?" Osiris asked.

"I passed, damn it! Shooting starts tomorrow!" Summer was ecstatic.

"That was fast!" Osiris shared in her joy.

"Yes, super fast!" Summer exclaimed, accidentally kissing Osiris on the cheek in her excitement.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing?" Summer questioned when she saw Osiris' surprise.

"You're always like this. You can kiss my cheek, and I won't stop you. But when I do it, you don't like it."

Summer laughed at Osiris' sulky expression. "Let's just eat the food you brought."

While Summer happily enjoyed her meal, Osiris couldn't help but think about everything that had happened earlier. Little did the girl know that this young man had connections with the director and producer Summer had auditioned for. Both of them owed a huge debt of gratitude to this producer and the director because when they had nothing, these individuals had helped them. So, when they learned that Osiris was the new CEO of Daze Inc., the company behind the popular streaming platform Daze, they had readily agreed to his request.

Osiris was indeed the new CEO of Daze, the streaming platform founded by Mr. Cesar. Mr. Cesar had decided to leave everything to Osiris. He trusted the young man's abilities, knowing he was intelligent and wouldn't disappoint.

"So, how's your boss?" Summer asked, breaking Osiris out of his thoughts.

"He's okay," Osiris replied, not elaborating further.

He chose not to tell her what had been on his mind earlier. The days continued with both of them staying busy. Osiris would drop Summer off for her shoots in the morning and pick her up in the evening. Several weeks had passed.

It was the weekend, and Osiris called Summer. He found out there was no shoot today, so they decided to go out. They finished all their respective tasks and met up.

By the time they went out, it was already afternoon, and they decided to go to the beach. They brought some drinks and food, agreeing to share the expenses. They watched the sunset, chatting and enjoying their drinks.

"Ever since you got that lead role, you've been so busy. And you're even more beautiful," Osiris commented.

"Yeah, it's been really busy. What about you? Still a driver and Mr. Cesar's cook?"

Osiris didn't respond but remained silent.

"When is your series going to be released?" Summer asked.

As they sat there, gazing at the picturesque sunset, their playful banter filled the air with laughter. Summer took a sip from her drink, her eyes twinkling mischievously.

"It's going to be a while, probably after Christmas. January or February, something like that, I'm not sure," Summer replied.

"I'll wait for it," Osiris said.

"Will you watch it?" Summer asked.

"Why not?" Osiris replied.

"Tsk, you're just gonna tease me. You'll take pictures from my baddest angles and laugh at my awful face," Summer joked.

"How did you know?" Osiris chuckled.

"You know, Osiris," she began, "filming for my show might take a while, maybe even until after Christmas. It's a bit of a waiting game."

Osiris leaned back, his hands resting behind him in the warm sand. With a playful grin, he retorted, "Well, Summer, waiting for something good is never a waste of time. I'm all in."

Summer raised an eyebrow, her lips curving into a sly smile. "Oh, really? But, will you really watch it? Or will you, you know, like what I said, just make fun of my on-screen antics? Fuck you for that."

"Whoa! Well..." Osiris pretended to ponder this, stroking his chin dramatically. "Hmm, let me think. Should I take embarrassing screenshots and send them to all my friends? Or should I be the supportive, uhm, friend? And cheer you on?"

Summer couldn't contain her laughter. "Ha! I knew it! You'd be the ultimate troll."

Osiris laughed along with her, his eyes filled with warmth. "You've got me all figured out, Summer. But you know what? I'll be your biggest fan and your number one critic."

Summer's teasing demeanor softened as she looked into Osiris' eyes. "You're something else, you know that?"

With a gentle smile, Osiris leaned in a bit closer. "And you're something extraordinary, Summer. That's why I like you."

"Okay?" Summer replied.

"I like you, Summer. I really like you," Osiris confessed.

"Are you drunk?" Summer teased.

Osiris kissed her, and they shared a passionate kiss. Osiris began to undress Summer.

"Osiris, you're my first," Summer said.

"I like you, Summer," Osiris repeated.

They continued in the flow of their passionate feelings, like the waves in the sea, heading toward one destination, and that's where they ended up.

"Osiris, you're my first," she whispered, her voice trembling.

Osiris hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to react. This was uncharted territory for him. He had never been with someone so innocent and naive. But his desire overpowered his reservations.

"I want you, Summer," he repeated, his voice dripping with lust.

They continued their passionate kiss in the rhythm of their bodies, like waves crashing against the beach. The air was thick with anticipation as Osiris skillfully undressed Summer, revealing her naked form.

His hands explored her curves, leaving trails of desire in their wake. With each touch, Summer's moans grew louder and more desperate. She surrendered herself completely to the pleasure that Osiris offered.

As he hovered over her spread legs, Osiris couldn't help but feel a surge of power coursing through his veins. He knew what she wanted, what she needed.

Without further ado, he positioned himself at her entrance and pushed forward with a force that made Summer gasp in both pain and ecstasy. Their bodies met with a primal connection that sent shockwaves of pleasure through them both.

Summer's body trembled as Osiris thrust into her, his cock filling her tightness. The mixture of pain and pleasure sent waves of sensation coursing through her, making her moan in a way she never had before. Her nails dug into his back, leaving red marks that would be reminders of their encounter.

Osiris continued to pound into Summer, his movements becoming more aggressive and urgent. It was as if he was trying to reclaim a lost territory, claiming her as his own. Summer felt a surge of power coursing through her veins, fueled by the intoxicating mix of pain and pleasure.

But amidst the intense physicality, there was a lingering hesitation in Summer's mind-an uncertain whisper that questioned whether this was what she truly wanted. She had never experienced anything like this before-a raw, primal connection with someone who didn't hold back.

As Osiris quickened his pace, Summer's doubts began to melt away under the forceful onslaught of sensation. The pleasure mingled with each thrust, erasing any trace of reluctance or hesitation from her thoughts. All that mattered now was this moment-their bodies entwined in a primal dance of desire.

"Fuck," said Summer. "Ugh."

Osiris' thrusts became more erratic as he pushed her closer to the edge. His grip on her hips tightened, leaving marks that matched the intensity of their union.

"Fuck," Summer moaned louder. The pleasure overwhelmed her senses, erasing any lingering doubts or hesitation from her mind. She surrendered completely to Osiris' dominance, craving his raw touch and commanding presence.

But just as Summer was on the brink of reaching orgasm, Osiris abruptly pulled out of her. A mix of disappointment and confusion washed over Summer's face.

"What the fuck?" she exclaimed, her voice laced with a hint of frustration. "Why did you stop?"

Osiris smirked at Summer's reaction, relishing in the power he held over her desires. He took a step back and unzipped his pants, releasing a stream of his hot juice onto Summer's awaiting body.

Right after they had sex, Osiris fell asleep, and the last thing he said was, "I will court you, Summer, until you give me your sweetest 'yes.'"

Summer put her underwear and bra back on. Osiris had been lying on the beach, asleep on the blanket they had laid out.

"You're a nice guy, Osiris, but we're both broke, working hard to meet our personal needs. You're just a driver and an errand boy, while I want to become wealthy. I know that, just like you, I'm not ready to commit to love yet. I'll prioritize myself," Summer said as she left Osiris. She left him there, him who is pretending to be asleep, with the empty bottles of alcohol beside him.

He heard everything.

Crystal clear.

If they watched the sunset yesterday, today they were awakened by the bright sunrise. Osiris rose immediately as he felt the gentle caress of the ocean waves kissing his feet. He looked around for Summer and found her sleeping inside the car.

"Summer, you have 13 missed calls from your director," Osiris calmly informed her in his deep voice.

Summer's world turned upside down upon processing that information. "Oh my gosh! I'm late for the shoot! They're looking for me, there's a director's call today. I need to be there."

"Alright, I'll take you."

Osiris drove Summer to the shooting location and then headed home to freshen up. Upon arriving home, he received a message from Summer: "Thank goodness I didn't get scolded by the director, haha! Thank you for the ride."

Osiris smiled to himself. What Summer didn't know was that he had texted the director and told him they were together, ensuring she wouldn't get into trouble.

Two weeks had passed, and Osiris continued his courtship of Summer. After some persistent wooing, Summer finally agreed to let him pursue her. She allowed Osiris to go above and beyond in his efforts to win her over – flowers, chocolates, travel, fancy restaurant dinners, and more. Osiris did everything in his power to make Summer feel special, and he cherished every moment of it.

Time flew by quickly for Osiris, and he was surprised to find that it was already 5 PM. It was time to go.

Although he wanted to pick up Summer promptly, rush hour had begun, leaving him with no choice but to endure the traffic.

After an hour of navigating through the congested streets, he finally arrived at the set. However, Summer was nowhere to be found. Thankfully, he decided to call the director.

"Where's Summer? Did you change the shooting location?" Osiris inquired.

"Oh, no, Sir Osiris. We finished early today. Summer asked for permission to leave, saying it was her friend's birthday," the director replied over the phone.

"Do you know where she went?" His thoughts and worriment started building up.

"Yes, Sir Osiris. I have her send me her location, so I can track her movements and ensure she arrives home safely. Let me forward her location to you."

"Thank you," Osiris said, feeling relieved that he wouldn't have to guess where Summer had gone.

He ended the call and contemplated that Summer might be celebrating a birthday party. If the shooting had indeed finished early, there was a chance she was already enjoying drinks with friends. He needed to make sure she got home safely.

Minus five minutes to eight, Osiris arrived at the location provided by Summer's director. It was an impressive house, not too far from Mr. Cesar's, giving off an air of wealth and opulence.

Soon, he spotted a man exiting the gate, followed by Summer. Osiris got out of his car upon seeing her, holding a bouquet of flowers for her.

"Why did you follow me? I told you, I was just picking up my gift from you. I forgot it in the car," the man said, smiling and joyfully addressing Summer.

Who the hell is this guy? Osiris' wondered on the back of his mind.

"Why didn't you bring it inside?" Summer replied with a smirk.

"Well, I was planning for a road trip for us later! Wait," he responded and opened the car door to retrieve the gift for Summer.

"Wow! It's still nicely wrapped," Summer exclaimed, her face beaming.

"Let's go inside," the young man suggested, tugging Summer towards the house.

Osiris followed them. The gate had been left open, so he freely entered the man's residence.