Damien closed the distance and took her into his arms, their lips soon joined in a very ardent kiss. Suddenly, at least to Adi for the moment, it felt...as if they had never parted. She was right back where she really belonged, which was anywhere that Damien Martin happened to be.“Yep. Accepted gladly ... because you just made my brother so fucking happy now! Besides, you weren’t entirely wrong. I was madly in love with Damien and I still am now. He just wasn’t fucking me ... yet. Now he is.. ?i stand there fretting about what will be done to me in the film. i cry!Chapter 3 – The Client i spend a miserable night tied to the wooden pillar in the cold dark cellar, but somehow, i managed some sleep and feel slightly rested when You enter and wake me by putting on the light. You untie me and drag me to the corner of the cellar where i am made to lie face down on the cold, rough floor. my arms are tied behind my back and my ankles are tied together. You attach a hook to the ankle ropes. "Well," I said, crossing my arms and forgetting about the coffee, "this has all the earmarks of an interesting tale." I had a dream," she gasped. "A nightmare, actually. It woke me up. I dreamed Blaze was hurt and needed me. It was terrible, Uncle Randy! It seemed so real! I had to go check on her. To make sure she was okay. In case it wasn't a dream, because it seemed so real! It's Sunday. It's supposed to be just us here, so I didn't waste time getting dressed. I had to go see about Blaze!" I. Remember, as the producer you have the final call on everything, but that also means that you can live or die, career wise, from making a wrong decision on that final call. If a single flops, the first person that the talent and their management blame is the producer. It sucks, but that's the biz, sweety." I'll remember that, Sir. Thank you." Hey, I'm just waiting for you to get rich and famous and come back and marry me like you threatened to do, slave." Don't think it can't happen, Sir." You.