12 Chapter 12____ 'Crossing The Limits'

Janet's astounded eyes watched the greek god like man Victor Reynolds who was standing in his black retro. Eyes on them, his expression defined like he was going to swallow them whole.

Janet hastily turned around and urged James who was having a tough time under Victor's piercing eyes,

" James! Damn it! Don't hold yourself! Just do it."

James panicked internally. Each time, he tried to capture her lips, he awkwardly felt that the piercing glare of their big boss grew stronger. He mumbled, took a gulp of his own saliva numerous times,

" Janet...can..can we take a break? "

The director yelled in irritation from their back. Janet apologized on behalf of James and warned him in a low threatening voice,

" James!! Don't repeat the same mistake or you will be kicked off by the director."

Janet was stating the truth. They weren't main roles of that movie which couldn't be replaced. She warned James few times before turning around to glare at Victor.

On the other side, Victor was completely unaffected by her glare. He rather found it amusing. With his lips curving up into a smile, he settled down himself under an umbrella.

The director was thrilled to have the most influential man in his set. Once Victor sat down, he walked over to him to pass a juice personally. Even the crew members were extra cautious around Victor.

Janet could only bite her lips from distant. If she knew that Victor would be so persistent to chase her, she wouldn't have never saved his life on that day.

Janet forced to divert her attention on the script. Head lowering down to skip Victor's obvious glare, she went over to sit on her shabby chair. James had taken a short break to stable his emotions.

Half an hour later...

The director's emergency voice rang throughout the set. He asked the cast to appear on time and urged everyone to get ready for another shoot.

Janet put down her script, tidied her clothes and touched on her makeup lightly to head for the shoot. Right after reaching on her exact spot, she stole a glimpse of Victor who was sipping tea and was chatting with one of the assistant director. As long as he didn't intervene in their shoot, she decided to treat him non existent around her.

James came after doing few practices and walked over to stand in front of Janet with a confident smile. Lowrider his voice down a little, he asked skeptically,

" Is the big boss gone?"

Janet forced a smile on her face. Pushed James to stay on his place and growled in a low voice through her gritted teeth,

" Just don't look at him."

James took the position in front of Janet. Inhaling a deep chestfull breathing, he encouraged himself and after director's command, he once again started leaning down to kiss on her lips.

The camera all focused on their kissing scene. Some even pulsated after witnessing such intense kissing directly. Taking a note of Janet's advice, James squeezed his eyes shut to avoid Victor's piercing glare on him. He was standing opposite of Janet which made the task a lot easier for Victor to eye on him.

Victor stared hard unblinkingly at the scene. His veins popped out from his forehead and knuckles began to ache for beating someone badly. In his 29 years of life, he never knew that he was such possessive man.

His jealousy started rising like wildfire. Out of hastiness, he fiddled with his tie awkwardly. In his slight movements of hands, the glass in his side fell down with a giant thud.

James shook in fear between his attempt of kissing. Instinctively, his eyes snapped open in shot and met Victor's soul piercing eyes. The aura in his eyes were looking nothing less than a devil's eyes. His look had one definition for James. Once he touched her lips, there would be hell waiting for him.

Once again,James freaked out in fear and retracted his lips from Janet. He started blabbering,

" No..I..I can't do this.. Janet..we don't shoot today.."

Janet had a tough time controlling her rage. She cursed something lowly and turned her head around to glare at Victor. Victor had no expression on his face. Legs crossed leisurely, he was sipping the tea like a gentleman.

Janet yelled at the director, letting him know their final decision,

" Director! James isn't feeling well, today. Can we postpone the shoot for tomorrow?"

The director reluctantly agreed since James failed to give his best shot each time. Stomping on her feet, Janet made her way back inside her personal room. While crossing Victor, she shot him a meaningful glare that alternatively said, " we need to talk."

Victor was a cunning man indeed. He immediately understood her silent warning and wandered his eyes across the crew. Since they were busy in wrapping up, there wasn't any possibility of being discovered with Janet. Still he asked Zaid to keep an eye on them and made his way inside Janet's room.

Janet was pacing back and forth when Victor pushed open the door. Once he came inside, Janet's anger bursted out,

" What is your problem, Mr.Reynolds? What are you doing in my shooting set?"

Victor lent against the door leisurely. One hand tapping on his thigh, he responded with a shrug,

" Obviously! I have come to see your shooting."

Janet held her forehead in frustration. Taking a long breath to stable her emotions, she replied growling in rage,

" Mr. Reynolds, you are frightening my co-worker. Have you seen his face? He was terrified by your look. Is that how you persuade a girl? Good, Gracious! I have made it clear to you that I don't want to get married. Why are you running behind me?"

Victor made an innocent face.Inching closer to look down at her puffed cheeks, he spoke in a nonchalant voice,

" What have I done, Jane? I was merely looking at you."

Janet protested, hating the fact that he had given her a nickname,

" Don't call me Jane. I am Janet, okay?"

Victor smiled gloriously. Closing another inch between them, he questioned curling his lips up,

" Then what should I call you? Mrs. Reynolds?"

Her face reddened, getting the underlined meaning of his words. Janet stepped back and parted her lips to speak nervously,

" Mr.Reynolds, you are crossing the limit."

Victor only dimmed his eyes a little at her flustered face. After that, his broad palm inserted into his pocket to pull out the Golden covered iphone.

Janet watched him in bewilderment. Not long after, a video started playing on the screen. Victor passed her the phone and spoke with a smirk,

" I believe that it would make your day, Jane."

Janet was once again going to scold him for addressing her nickname. But the noises from the video snatched her attention. She looked down into the screen and was immediately astounded.

The video had none other but director Martin who was begging to his wife to forgive him. No matter how many times, he gripped her feet, the woman ruthlessly shoved him away and called him an old jerk. The video was definitely satisfying on Janet's eyes. Out of her consciousness, her lips pulled up into a smirk.

Victor who never tore his eyes from her was bewitched by her overwhelming smile. No matter how angered she was, this little smile was enough to give him happiness.

Untill today, he never knew that a woman could be his source of happiness.

He kept his hungry eyes glued on Janet who grinned and laughed afterwards. The twist of her painted lips was like an open invitation for Victor. He continued staring at her lips with restrained hunger until Janet's astounded voice came,

" Mr.. Reynolds..This clip was really satisfying..Did you do this? Wait, you told everything to his wife?"

Janet tilted her head up to stare at Victor who had a deep eyes on her. As she parted her lips to speak again, his tall figure suddenly blocked her view.

He charged forward unexpectedly and pressed her against the narrow dresser roughly. Before Janet could make a move, possessive hands clasped her wrist right above her head.

Victor's cold lips attacked her without any warning. She pressed her lips together in order to keep them shut but his forceful attack left her weakening. Placing another bite on her lips, Victor pried open her lips and twisted their tongues eagerly.

All the brain cells inside Janet's head froze for a while. She whimpered to protest but the more she struggled, the more Victor clasped her wrists together possessively.

Her lips were sucked, twisted and rolled tentatively until she was left breathless and on his mercy. Victor was like a hungry beast who got the chance of tasting meat after years.

He let go of her body until he was satisfied. Leaving the woman to gasp for air, he commented grazing on her lips lightly,

" Now, that's we call 'crossing the limit', Jane. Why don't you file a case against me?"