Hollywood What If

The two of them were in the cab, and it was a little awkward. Especially for Cameron Diaz.

She was very aware of Kazir. She could feel his breath and warmth since they were sitting next to each other.

"Thank you."

"I- It's okay."

Their conversation ended just like that. Kazir was too drunk, while Cameron Diaz didn't know what to say.

It was ironic that she wanted to seduce Kazir, but now she had cold feet.

"I thought you hated me. Do you even find me attractive?"

Cameron blurted out and it was too late to catch it. She looked at Kazir and the man just stared ahead. He seemed serious.

'Maybe he didn't hear what I said.'

"No. I don't hate you."

"!!!"

She was shocked and looked at Kazir, only to find that Kazir was still looking ahead. As if he was looking far away, remembering something.

"What about me? Do you hate me?" Kazir returned the question.

"Honestly, I don't know. I heard that you're the one who introduced Reese to the role. I hate you for that, but still..."

"That's okay. You are free to hate me."

"Huh? I don't hate you, I mean, I don't hate you that much. It's just that I like this role and I was hoping to get it, but Reese took it from me."

"I see..."

Their conversation ended again. It took another five minutes before Cameron Diaz got up the nerve to ask Kazir.

It seemed that a drunk Kazir was an honest Kazir. Perhaps this was a unique opportunity to ask him about so many things.

"I thought you hated women?"

"What kind of question is that?"

"I've never seen you get close to any woman except Reese... Oh, you're a divorced man, I'm sorry."

Kazir massaged his forehead and leaned against the backseat.

"I don't hate women. In fact, I like attractive women... But I'm afraid of them. I feel like I'll get hurt again if I get close to a woman."

"..."

That explains why. After the scandal, Kazir had a hard time trusting women. Cameron Diaz realized that this man was actually fragile.

She thought Kazir Grey was a perfect guy who could make masterpieces without any problem. A talented director who made over 1 billion dollars with his movies.

"My ex-wife, my mother..."

After that, Cameron Diaz decided to be quiet and gave Kazir peace. She could not speak when the man next to her was crying.

They reached the building. Kazir could not walk straight, so Cameron helped him.

They got into the apartment after so much trouble. It was the first time she had been in his apartment and it was minimalist as hell.

There was almost nothing. The only thing that caught her attention was the TV and VHS in the living room. The place looked lively... Not.

Kazir lay down on the bed, but he was still awake.

"Are you going to leave now?" He asked.

"Yes," Cameron replied. She started to close the door.

"Don't go."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

She turned around to see Kazir undressing.

"Wh-what-!" She thought she had seen everything already, but one look at Kazir's body stunned her.

Kazir got up and approached her. She gasped, Kazir's presence was so strong. She realized something very important. This man is the definition of a hunk. His body was very attractive that her heart started beating faster just by taking a glance.

"Don't go. You asked me earlier if I find you attractive, the answer is yes."

"Y- Yes." She replied with a squeal. She nodded her head, quite tranced.

The door closed, but Cameron Diaz never left. One thing was for sure, she never regretted her decision. Because this was the best night of her life.

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"Haaaa~~ This night is very boring."

Dee Zaster yawned after a day of trying to get a scoop. Dee was a paparazzi currently stalking Kazir Grey. He had been following the director for almost a week and he could say one thing - Kazir Grey is dedicated motherfucker.

"He always stays in his office."

Today he tried to follow him, but he lost Kazir after he took a shit. So his work today was fruitless.

He decided to wait in his apartment building, hoping that Kazir Grey would be sleeping in his apartment. Actually, he was hoping for something big to happen. Because he needed something to sell to the news publisher.

He sipped his coffee in the middle of the cold night.

Suddenly, Dee Zaster saw a taxi pull up in front of the building. He narrowed his eyes and realized that it was actually Cameron Diaz!

"Nice! I can sell this!"

Cameron Diaz was also a famous actress and Dee Zaster could stalk her to get an interesting scoop.

He put down his coffee and grabbed his camera. The distance was pretty far and the pictures might be blurry. But that didn't stop him.

'I hope her face is recognizable... Huh?'

Another thing shocked him. Dee Zaster was stunned when he saw Cameron Diaz and Kazir Grey enter the building. The two looked intimate!

Dee Zaster snapped a bunch of pictures, hoping to get some good shots.

"This is lit!!"

He suddenly realized that he might get a better scoop if he stayed up all night.

"I'm going to stay here and wait for Cameron Diaz to leave! I'm not going to blink!"

Unfortunately for him, Cameron Diaz left around 11:30 the next morning. She looked refreshed and radiant.

With no sleep, Dee Zaster took another bunch of photos! He sacrificed his sleep just for this moment! This is big news!

"Hahaha, I can get at least 10,000 dollars with this!"

He grinned from ear to ear. Although he didn't look good because of the dark circles around his eyes.

"Kazir Grey, you bastard! After stalking you for a week, I finally get my revenge!"

The stalker's audacity was laughable.

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[I almost failed to update today because of my sickness called laziness. Do you guys know any cure for this? Been troubling me for quite some time now.]

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