caught in the act of love *

[hannah2]

Ace leaned against the wall of the dressing room, his hands gripping almost carelessly at the haunches of his 'personal assistant'. The great thing about being insanely attractive and smooth was that this had been going on for quite some damn time now. Just a couple months shy of two years, give or take a little. He hadn't wanted it to be an affair, the first time it happened he chalked it up to be a one-time thing. Then it progressed and well, it never stopped. But Ace could see now that he was ruining this young girl's life and his own as well. He could be an extremely selfish person, but being thirty-five going on about nineteen, he knew he had to grow up and think of someone other than himself. He was hurting Nicolette with this now, because she liked some other boy or something. No, he wasn't naive, he'd heard the rumors. No one on set could really keep their mouths shut about it. But still, Ace saw the repercussions of what he did to a young girl with a future, and the woman he once loved.

Lindsay.

He did love her, not just before, but even now. Their relationship had just become to damn strained, he didn't know how to be functional anymore. He was miserable with her around, because she just kept trying to get back inside his bubble when all he wanted to do was keep her out of it. She was still gorgeous and smart, all those things he originally fell in love with, but they were just different people now. She wasn't the woman he wanted, and he wasn't the man she wanted. It was all because he'd been pushing her away. After the first time with Nicolette, the guilt was overwhelming. Ace had always been faithful, in his entire life. How? He never dated the same girl for too long. Once he got bored with the sex, he moved on to someone bigger and better. But once he got married, he couldn't do that. He was stuck with her, even when the going got rough. He wasn't used to that, not at all. When she came home and had a bad day, when she cried, when she was angry, he couldn't just move on. He had to buckle down and deal with it, which was something he wasn't capable of. He regretted every moment of this affair, but at the same time they were the best moments of his life.

Ace kissed her gently, his touch refined to just his hands at her hips. "I really am sorry, Nicolette." It was the truth, and you could see it in his blue eyes. You could also see just how guilty he felt about all of it. It used to be fun for both of them, but now it wasn't really great for either of him. He looked down at her and sighed, really wishing he could make this better or easier for her. They had both agreed when they met for this, it would be the last time. After this, she would catch a plane back to LA where they would lose touch, and she could move on with her life and him go back to his more than miserable one. He knew he wouldn't be able to keep a smile on his face, going home to deal with the guilty alone in the darkness, Lindsay by his side. He was going to have to tell her the truth because it wasn't fair to her.. it wasn't fair to Nic, and it wasn't fair to himself. Well, that was a lie. He did it all for himself. He was a selfish bastard, and there really wasn't anything he could do about it.

"Have a safe flight back to LA," he stated with his best attempt at a smile. He was going to be professional about this. He wiped the sweat off his brow and slid his shirt back onto his shoulders and his slacks up to his hips. He was starting to button his shirt when he looked over at her. "If you ever need anything.. don't hesitate to let me know." So maybe it was a little melodramatic, but he couldn't help it. He didn't know what to do anymore. He was stuck with a wife he didn't want and a back load of regrets he couldn't move on with. He sighed, and reached for her hand. He gently tugged her back for a kiss on the lips. It was then that the door opened.

"Oh fuck."

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howdy. this one's for lucia (dayna) & nicolette (jen). there's not enough words here, live with it. the lyrics are michael buble and the temp/imgs are hannie. i'm not making an outfit for this because i'm a lazy mofo. in other news, huh-fucking-zah.

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this post is tagged for ace/hannie & nic/jen and it is complete with enough words. lucia looks like a fox as you can see. the graphics were made by dayna so don't go stealin' them. notes: hi guys!

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There were lots of damn things on Lucia's mind. Vince, her life, the movie, set...Vince. She kind of felt bad for having called Ace out that one day and asking him if he was sleeping with Nic. Then when Nic thought that she had been telling her cast mates that they were sleeping together, she was offended because obviously Lucia didn't think of her well enough and thought she was dirty enough to have an affair with a married man. The first week that the rumor had been circulating about, things had been a mess, but after that first week it had died down a little. Especially when Corey started expressing feelings for Nicolette and vice versa. Her director cheating on one of her good friends with another good friend was something she didn't want on the brain. She had problems of her own to worry about that needed taking care of.

It really was hypocritical of her to question Ace and Nic when people questioned her about her relationship with her bodyguard all of the time. But there was a huge significance she found between the two situations; Ace was married. It had been obvious to Lucia that his marriage was on the rocks and had been for a while. She talked to Lindsay, who was also on set, and sometimes she shared her marital issues with her, but never once had she mentioned believing that her was husband was having an affair. So if Ace was cheating on her, it had to be pretty recent right? Not something that had been going on for years or months prior to filming 'Slayer by Night'. But then again it really wasn't any of her damn business. She tended to stick her nose where it didn't belong sometimes.

Chewing on her manicured nails she strutted down the hallway. The crew had told her that she was needed in a specific room, which she was having trouble finding. Tired of looking she finally decided on a door. She turned the door knob and entered. The scene in front of her made her jaw drop just slightly, not all the way to the floor, because of who the two people were. She stepped into the room and let go out of the door, letting it shut behind her. Her eyebrows arched inward and wrinkles appeared in her forehead. She was not thrilled. "You fucking asshole." She stood up straight and folded her arms under her chest. "I knew it, I knew it." She let out a huge frustrated sigh. "Personal assistant my ass." She scoffed, looking straight at Nic. "Just wait until Lindsay finds out. You're fucked Ace." Was she going to tell Lindsay? Oh yeah probably. Unless he could convince her otherwise, and that would take a lot of effort.

[nicolette]

This affair had not been something that she enjoyed most of the time. Sure, the sex was great and all, but it always left her feeling like a slut, and she was never really a fan of sex anyway. She was a people pleaser and that was one of her main problems. It was especially a problem in this situation. The reason that she was still doing this with him was because she knew how happy it made him, and if he was happy, then it was something she’d want. She wanted to make everyone in the world happy, but she just couldn’t so she’d settle with the people that she could. Sure, the first month or two was all her, too. It wasn’t until after that that she really started to feel guilty about it. She realized, then, that she was just that girl that she always said she hated. It was stupid of her to do. She knew it was wrong, but for some reason, though she thought that keeping him happy was morally more right than being the other woman to a married woman. It was the most awful feeling in the world, but somehow didn’t think it was bad enough to stop. She nodded when he spoke and kissed him back softly. “I’ll find someone else if I need anything. I won’t ruin any more of your life, Ace.”

She wished she would have stopped it a while ago, but that was why she had brought up that she wanted this to stop soon. That was how they came to the decision that today was going to be their last day. She felt bad for him. She knew how utterly unhappy he was when it came to him being at home with his wife. She liked the fact that she made him happy, but that wasn’t enough anymore. She used Vince as an excuse, but in reality, she knew that she wasn’t going to have him no matter how hard she tried. She had to accept the fact that he didn’t want to date her, but she did, definitely feel bad about the fact that she was lying to him. She hadn’t been lying to anyone about this stuff before because no one had ever suspected it or asked her about it or anything, but now it seemed like everyone was asking her about it and she had to lie to every single person she knew. She felt worse about lying to Vince and she knew that if anyone were to find out about this, that he would hate her

But no one was going to know, right? Wrong. She heard the door open and just thought that it could be anyone but—shit Anyone but Lucia. Nic had only managed to put her bra and underwear back on by the time she came in. This was awful. Then she started to talk and it took everything in her not to cry. She wanted to be tough, but that wasn’t going to work She looked down and spoke softly. “It’s my fault. I started it. I begged him to.” He had so much more to lose than she did. She’d take the wrap, even though there was nothing that could be worse for her right now.

[hannah2]

Profanities were flying in Ace's mind faster and harsher than any pirate. He'd just been found out. He was going to get divorced, he was going to get fired from this production, and he was going to lose his job and reputation forever. That's it, it was gone. He'd never be able to get signed for another movie, his career was down the goddamn toilet and there was nothing he could do about it at that point. If it had only been anyone but Lucia. Anyone. If it hadn't been her he could have paid them off to keep quiet. It wasn't like he didn't have all kinds of excess cash, and it wasn't like whoever it was wouldn't keep quiet for a couple zeros on the end of a number. But no, it was Lucia, who would go screaming to his wife, who would tell the tabloids immediately just so it would ruin him. He knew Lindsay, and that's exactly what she would do simply because she was hurt and wanted to hit him back for it where she knew it would hurt him most. It wasn't like he didn't feel guilty aboutt his to begin with, but he was able to get over his problems when he was with Nicolette. He knew it was over in more than one sense right now though.

"Lucia, shut the fuck up." was all he said, his voice hot and not even at all. Actually, it was all over the place. "You're fucked Ace." Well, that could not have been any more true. He was over, everything that Ace Edwards had been, was, and would be was over. He swallowed, wishing that he just could have let this be after the first time, or not at all. It was just a bad situation all around and that much was obvious for everyone. He just felt so damn bad about this he couldn't help himself. His eyes dropped to the floor and his hand to his forehead, brushing his hair out of his eyes. He gritted his teeth a little, hearing her try to take the fall for it. She had to be the worst liar he'd ever heard in his life, and he would know. He'd been lying to his wife for over a year, about so many things. Their entire relationship wasn't built on anything but an unstable foundation of half-truths and lies that he didn't see how it wouldn't fall apart.

"Dammit Nic, just shut up, stop trying to put this off as your goddamn fault," he demanded, his grouchiness more apparent than ever. He finished buttoning his shirt and went over to her. He grabbed her arm, not too tightly, but enough to let her know he was serious. He swallowed the lump in his throat. "Go get in the car, go to the airport, go home, and go on with life," he said in his Director voice, which held more command than an army sergeant. He gave her a gentle push toward the door before he turned back to Lucia. "Yeah, you know what, I'm not fucked because Lindsay's not going to find out." His voice held attitude for the woman five years his junior. She might be A-list, but that didn't mean she didn't have skeletons too. "Need I bring your bodyguard into the equation?" To be honest, he'd never exactly liked Lucia, just delt with her because she was a friend of Lindsay's. Sure her body was smokin', but that personality. Ugh.

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howdy. this one's for lucia (dayna) & nicolette (jen). there's not enough words here, live with it. the lyrics are michael buble and the temp/imgs are hannie. i'm not making an outfit for this because i'm a lazy mofo. in other news, wewt. -.-.

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She rose an eyebrow as he cursed at her, as if saying 'Excuse me, buddy, but nobody curses at me like that!'. She felt that her cursing at him was completely necessary, considering she tried not to curse that often. She then brought her attention to Nic, who was, of course, standing there like a deer caught in the headlights in her bra and underwear. This really was the perfect crime scene at catching a man cheating; well known director with his half naked personal assistant. If only she had a camera to take pictures. Lucia loved Nic, or at least liked her a lot. This was something that she never expected out of the girl, that's why when the thoughts they were together were going through her mind, she knew it mostly had to be Ace's doing. Nic was twenty-two, she was young and fragile, and if a man wanted to love her she was going to let him. Still looking irritated she tapped her foot on the ground, and rolled her eyes when Nic tried to save his ass. She wanted him to cheat on his wife, right, because that was logical.

Lucia watched as Ace tried to handle to situation with his mistress. "We all know it's not your fault." She told Nic, in the most weird combination of a calm, yet angry voice. She shook her head, "It's his fault for being a shitty husband and not being able to keep his dick in his pants." Heavy emphasis on the 'his'. She looked him up and down with a disgusted looking on her face. As he moved toward the door with Nic she moved out of the way, she wasn't going to stop him from kicking her out, it was what needed to be done. She felt bad for Nic, getting caught in the midst of everything, but then again she should've known better too. Luckily it had been Lucia who had caught him, even if he thought other wise. The rath of Lucia was nothing compared to the rath of Lindsay.

After he was done with Nic, he went right back to her, and she was more than ready to argue. "Oh really?" She retaliated with the same attitude that had been in her voice since the moment she walked in the room. Why the hell wouldn't Lindsay find out? An affair wasn't something to hide from a spouse, and since Lucia was her friend, of course she was going to go running to her. But then he started in on her about her bodyguard. She moved her arms from being folded under her chest to placing a hand on each hip. "What about Vince? How is he relevant to any of this at all?" After asking him that question, she suddenly had feeling that there was going to be some serious negotiating happening real soon. "You're the one cheating on your wife." And with that comment, she looked pretty satisfied with herself. Oh man, but if her bodyguard was in the room with them right now, a smackdown would've already gone down.

[nicolette]

Nicolette was terrified of this happening. She just wanted it to all work out and have no one ever actually find out that the two of them had been sleeping together. It was bad enough when people just suspected it, but if and when it got out it would be so much worse and she wasn’t even sure that she could handle that. She could hardly handle how things were going now. It wasn’t only that everyone was going to know, but it was Lucia that caught them together. Lucia was a really good friend to Nic and was the last person she wanted to hate her. Lucia was probably the person that Nic talked to the most, so she definitely didn’t want to lose that. She didn’t doubt that she would be losing it now, though. She didn’t even want to go back home now. She wanted to get away from anything, but let’s be honest, she didn’t really have the money to go anywhere she wanted.

Nic knew that it was a long shot to get people to believe that she was the cause of this whole affair. She knew she was a terrible liar, but I mean, she’d done a decent job up until now. It was when she was in person with someone that she lost all ability that she had to lie to someone. She also was not amused about the way that Ace was talking to Lucia. She didn’t deserve to be talked to that way. She’d just barely managed to get her clothes on by the time that he had grabbed her arm and tried to get her to go out of the door. Okay, that pissed her off. It didn’t hurt her or anything, but she was not about to have herself be manhandled like that. She shook her arm away from his grip, “Don’t fucking touch me like that.” She did plan on doing all of the things that he told her to do, though. All of those things had been planned out. This would be their last time and then she would leave and never come in contact with him again. She was perfectly okay with that, too. It would be better that way.

She groaned. This was not happening. He was not going to try and say anything about Vince, Lucia’s bodyguard, to try and get her to keep her mouth shut. She wished that Lucia would keep her mouth shut, yes, but she didn’t like the way that he was going about trying to do it. She probably should have left, then, but she just stood in the door looking like an idiot. She bit her lip and watched the two converse over what was going to happen. She probably should have interjected at some point and tried to stop this from being so…sneaky and black mail like. She hated secrets and shit like this, but at this point there was nothing that she could do about all of this.

[hannah2]

It was really starting to hit Ace, how wrong this all was. This girl was barely legal for him to have sex with when it started, and even now it wasn't morally right, even if she was legal. But she was so young and vulnerable, and probably just wanted someone to love her. He could easily see the regret in her eyes about all of it, and he sort of wished he could take it away. His goal in this hadn't been to ruin the life of a young and very talented person. Nic could really do things with her life, she still had the time and ability to make it big. Ace on the other hand was pushing forty and there wasn't a whole lot left he could do with himself. His baseball career was over, and his directing career was about to be over. What was left for him? Accounting? Some pencil pusher job where he really wouldn't be successful? Not that he was extremely successful directing movies, but at least he enjoyed it. Moreso than he would enjoy sitting at a computer typing all day. Besides, he was a terrible typist.

He didn't care about Nic's reaction. He was pissed now, and it was all about Ace. When he was angry, no one else's dreams or ambitions existed but his. He still felt bad about ruining her, but if she didn't want mixed up in this she should leave while she had the chance. He was giving her a free "get out of this" ticket. He was going to bed Lucia to at least not give her identity to Lindsay. He knew his wife was going to find out, but he didn't want Nicolette's name in this. If Lindsay found out he was having an affair she'd go screaming to the press, but if Lucia didn't tell her the girl's name, maybe he could get Nic left out of this. It was one thing to ruin his name, but to ruin hers, when she had so much ability? Well, not even Ace was that cruel.

Ace rolled his eyes at what Lucia said. There wasn't much he could say back to that because he was a shitty husband, and couldn't keep it in his pants. He couldn't argue because it was obvious to everyone in the room. He also crossed his arms, but only for a second before he grabbed his tie from where it was laying across the back of a chair. He slid it around his neck and calmly started to make the knot, pushing it snug to his throat. He flattened his collar. "Yes, really." He noticed her highly defensive stance, both hands on her hips. He shook his head, and actually chuckled a little bit. How naive she was to think she could scare him. Honestly, he could have people here in two minutes to throw her into the back of a van. He took a step closer to her, ignoring Nic who was still there. "Oh come on Lucia. You know what it is to hook up with an employee." He didn't know if it was true or not, but he was judging by the way she got even more defensive at the mentioning of Vince that they were together, in some way. "You're being pretty fucking hypocritical here," he pointed out easily, fastening the belt at his lower-abdomen.

He was quiet for a moment. "Tell Lindsay." He paused, his blue eyes looking up into hers. "Tell Lindsay but leave Nic's name out of it. Nothing about my personal assitant, or her ever having acted for me. You simply tell her I was fucking another woman. Don't even worry about telling anyone else.. she'll probably do that for you." He thought that was a pretty fair deal. "Oh, if you don't, you'll never get another minute alone with your bodyguard." Okay yeah, there's the punchline.

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howdy. this one's for lucia (dayna) & nicolette (jen). there's not enough words here, live with it. the lyrics are michael buble and the temp/imgs are hannie. i'm not making an outfit for this because i'm a lazy mofo. in other news, wewt. -.-.

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So at this point she wanted to take the nearest blunt object that was in the room and bash him in the head with it. Or strangle him. Pretty much it all involved him knocked unconcious for a bit. She watched him put on his tie, and she took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. None of this was her business, but she was too far in now to just stop and leave. No, now he was giving her stakes, ultimatums. Fuck him, she wished somebody would jump out of no where and clock his ass. It was really too bad that she wasn't the violent type, when she got mad, all of that rage could have really done some damage, but she was more of a yeller not a clawer. Ask her ex-husband.

He really knew nothing about her and Vince. Sure everybody expected them to have a relationship, but nobody knew to what extent they had one. She didn't respond, not wanting to lie nor confirm, there were too many lies in the room already. Her and Vince's boss-employee relationship was nothing like Nic's and Ace's at all. Ace was cheating on his wife, and Nic was just a woman he had sitting on the back burner, ready for sex whenever he wanted it. Lucia and Vince were lovers, they had intimate deep feelings for each other. When people questioned their relationship they probably just thought it was about sleeping together and nothing more. Given the comparison, Lucia actually didn't feel like she was being that hypocritical, because the situations were only similar in the way that they were both having a romantic relationship with their employees. She knew Ace could give Nic up easily, and obviously it was easy enough for him to screw his wife over. She didn't feel like justifying herself though, this was about him and his mess up.

Ace locked eyes with hers and she didn't dare look away. She was not going to be defeated by this sleezy man. He was not going to get the best of her. But of course she didn't want her relationship with Vince to get out either. Staring at him, she thought, listening to his words about what she could say or do to keep him from knowing too much but keep herself out of deep water too, and keep Nic's name unharmed. "I won't tell Lindsay." That had to of come to a surprise to him. As much as she wanted to tell his wife, she wasn't going to. "You can do that yourself." She wasn't sure if he was actually going to or not, but if she left him to do that would be better for her conscience right? "As for Nic leaving, we tell anybody who asks that she flew back to LA for another television or film project." It wasn't even a suggestion or a question. That was just how it was going to go.

This was too much fucking drama for her, this movie had been a crap experience so far. At his threat, she kind of blew up, or well, she did. Still locked eyes with him she pointed her finger at him, as if she was going to poke him in the chest. "Don't you dare fuck with my bodyguard." Her bodyguard would go all sixth degree black belt on his ass. "If you fuck with him, I will tell Lindsay, I will tell the whole world that you've been having an affair with Nic. I don't give a fuck what you do, don't mess with my fucking bodyguard." She put her hands by her sides, her stare a little less intense now. "You tell Lindsay, we leave Nic out of it, I keep my mouth shut, you still have a career, and life moves on." This was a definitely a side of Lucia that nobody should ever want to or expect to see in their life. "Got it?"

[hannah2]

Ace didn't much care for this situation. He wasn't so sure why he was still standing here trying to work it out, simply because he was fucked over any way you put it. Someone was going to find out and they would be pissed at him. It just depended on how far up the Hollywood food chain this got. If it got too far up, he'd get his life fucked up beyond repair. The bad part was that he didn't exactly have too many people who would forgive him. He was so wrapped up in this perfect world, or the world you had to pretend was perfect. White picket fences, pretty houses, three car garage.. the picture of American perfection. A husband and wife living together harmoniously in the suburbs of Los Angeles. Two normal people living normal lives. The wife cooks and cleans all day, the husband goes off to work, comes home, mows the lawn, and goes golfing on Sundays. They were the typical Joneses. Well, not anymore. Their failing marriage was damn near public now, as was his affair with a woman almost half his age, a woman whose future he may or may not have just ruined by only thinking of himself and his happiness, which he never truly achieved. He was always unhappy, always had that smug look on his face. People noticed.

He sighed, hands on his waist now. He just wanted to get this over with so he could get fired and go on with his life. The more he stood there he realized there was no reason to even continue talking to Lucia. She wasn't helping the damn problem. She probably had a bodyguard to fuck right now anyway. "I won't tell Lindsay." That prompted an aimmediate, "Pfff," and a rolling of the eyes. "Don't give me that shit, you're dying to go squealing t--" he was cut off by her telling him that he was supposed to break it to Lindsay that he'd been sleeping with another woman. "Excuse me?" was all he responded with. Did she really expect him to walk in the door and straight up say, "Hey, my wife of over thirteen years, I'm fucking another woman." Well, he didn't have to put it that way. Technically, he fucked another woman, and was no longer currently doing so. Finally, though, he nodded in agreement about the Nic thing. He didn't want her wrapped up in this anyway, she was just a disposable pawn to Ace. She was someone he called when he wanted to fuck, nothing more. He never really felt much toward her besides lust for that perfect body of hers, however, she didn't deserve the wrath Hollywood would inflict. Even Ace had a heart sometimes.

Ace didn't flinch at her finger pointing. What the fuck? Did she think that would intimidate her? Did she not see the rippling muscles on his arms and stomach? He could put the smack down on her so fast she wouldn't know what was coming. Her bodyguard, a different story; but he wasn't here, now was he? He went as far as to even smirk a little at her sticking up for her man thing. That proved it. There was definitely something going on between Lucia and vince, possibly more than just a romance. He watched her intently, sensing the heat from his stance about two feet away. "Did I hit a nerve, Lucia?" His voice was smooth, sweet, almost sickening to the naked ear. "Is that.. a crush I smell?" Yeah, so Ace probably should have been a lawyer. He knew what got to people and what set them off. He would pick and pick at the same spot until it became sore to the touch. "What do I have to lose? A career that's over anyway? A wife that's going to leave me anyway?" He took a step closer, his eye contact never breaking. He could see it in her eyes, and he smiled.

"Got it sugar," he replied with a wink. "Go running home to your fucking bodyguard now."

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howdy. this one's for lucia (dayna) & nicolette (jen). there's not enough words here, live with it. the lyrics are michael buble and the temp/imgs are hannie. i'm not making an outfit for this because i'm a lazy mofo. in other news, wewt. -.-.

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Nic was going to need fucking therapy after everything she had gone through. Why had she gotten in an affair with a married man in the first place? She was better than that, if she wanted a man to love her, she could have just picked from the dozens that were waiting in line to do so. Why Ace? He was scum, worth nothing, all he did was hurt people. Or at least that's what Lucia thought about him. She had always tolerated him, they had been decent to each other a for a long time, and she thought he had been a good guy. He had to have been treating Lindsay right for her to stay with him for thirteen years, she was strong enough woman that is she needed to leave she would have. Lucia wasn't even sure that if Ace admitted to having had an affair that she would leave him, she actually might try to make it work for once, since they were already failing. Or of course, she could file for divorce without batting an eye. Divorce seemed like the correct option though.

While she was standing there arguing with Ace, she couldn't help but be reminded of how she yelled and bickered with Artie all of the time. This was exactly how they had been. Lucia would rip into him so hard all he could do was let up and try to turn the tables on her. She hadn't been this angry in a long, long time. At least Artie hadn't cheated on her during their marriage, if he had, she would be in jail and he would be in a casket. No wonder Lucia felt pure hatred for Ace, he was just like her ex-husband. A stupid smirk appeared on his face, and she could've just snatched the hair off his head. Of course he hit a nerve, he was threating her man! She had to stick up for her man, even if the rest of world knew nothing about it. Vince was the only person she had anymore. Her family wasn't around, and everybody in Hollywood was about as crazy everyday as how she was acting right now.

She swallowed hard, he knew more now than she had intended, but still she chose to say nothing, but she never broke eye contact, she couldn't. She continued to listen, his voice wasn't has harsh as it had been, but it had never been as harsh as hers. A crush, a crush. Way more than a crush, she wasn't thirteen anymore for fucks sake. If he told the world about Vince, she could just tell the world about Nic, what the world didn't know and what they hadn't intended on it finding out. Things could go horribly ary at any time after this stand down, and she knew it. "I guarantee you that you'll still have a job. It's Hollywood. But I know for a fact that you have nothing else going for you but your career. So go by the plan."

Lucia took a few steps away from him, he was so gross, she needed to get out of his sight. She laughed devilishly at his last comment, "You know what, I will. You should go home and be a man to your wife." She gave him a smirk and turned around, walking past Nic and slamming the door behind her. What was she going to do now? Go run home to her bodyguard, just like he had suggested.