~Cold~
Felix leaned his head closer to her ear, the smirk ever present on his face, as he said, “I’m no quitter, Ms. Marinette.” She felt his arms tighten around her and she got the signal and smiled at the camera. She felt him press his lips to the shell of her ear and she stiffened. He then whispered.
“We are nothing but actors, merely slaves to our audiences. We do what they like,” He said and jerked his head in a direction. Marinette followed his gaze as he said, “And yet, there still remain some who love to hate.”
She found Adrien standing rigidly behind the crew, his fists tightly closed as he glared at them.
She felt her blood run cold, and her eyes widened.
Before she could worry over what could possibly cause that reaction from her assistant, Felix pulled away from her and demanded a break, and that was when she realized that the glare was not directed at her,
But at Felix.
i don’t know, but does anyone else hear the song Copycat by Billie? Those vibes in this one ~~
A small part of the latest chapter :’)
Read my mess of a story, Personal Assistant Adrien Agreste from the Personal Assistant AU.