My Celebrity Crush Turned My Fanfiction Into Reality

To make some extra money, I went to a film studio to work as an extra. Because my figure resembled the female lead’s, the director called me over to be her body double. But only after signing the contract did I realize that this was an adults-only film. The enormous breach-of-contract fee left me no choice but to agree. And what I had to face was filming completely naked, with large, exaggerated movements in long shots. And… Adrian Cole. When the producer of When the Begonias Bloom found me, I was diligently lying on the ground pretending to be a corpse. After the director called cut, he handed me a business card. “Our production needs a body double for the female lead. We need to reshoot one scene. It won’t take long, and we’ll pay you five thousand dollars. Interested?” I nodded frantically and signed the contract, afraid that someone else would snatch this lucky opportunity away if I hesitated. It wasn’t as if I had never worked as a body double before; all I had to do was take the falls, get thrown around, and get beaten up. Compared to lying dead on ground heated to forty degrees Celsius for an entire day for two hundred and fifty dollars, the job he offered was unbelievably good. Five thousand dollars for being a body double… At the time, I thought the production was simply loaded, until the producer took me to meet the director. The director looked me over from every angle, then nodded in satisfaction. “Take it off.” I looked at the producer with a face full of question marks, wondering what exactly he wanted me to take off. “Emily Bennett, you signed the contract yourself. It’s in black and white. Are you trying to back out?” I had been too eager just now and had forgotten to read the contract carefully. It really did say that I would be a body double for an intimate scene, and I was supposed to be completely naked. A decent person had principles, and this was obviously something I couldn’t do! “I’m sorry, Director, I really didn’t read it carefully just now. I didn’t know it was this kind of scene. I can’t…” “A twenty-times breach-of-contract penalty.” “There’s no way I can’t do it!” I forced a smile. “Don’t worry! I’ll do a great job as the double!” I was just an ordinary college student who had come out to work as an extra because I needed money. If I didn’t make any money and still had to pay a hundred thousand dollars, how was that any different from taking my life? It was just a bed-double job, not an adult film! I only had to close my eyes and open them again, and this whole life would be over.The director handed me a script. “We’re on a tight schedule, so let’s start right away. “This scene is mainly the heroine’s fantasy. Make your movements bigger and let yourself go. “Don’t be nervous. Adrian is an excellent actor, and he’ll guide you.” Adrian? Adrian Cole?! My eyes swept across everyone present before finally landing on the man being held down by the makeup artist on the bed. He lowered his eyes to the script in his hands, his brows like distant mountain ridges, his nose straight, and his slightly parted lips set on a flawless face. My face instantly flushed, and all I could hear was my own ridiculously fast heartbeat. I had a secret: I liked Adrian Cole. I had another secret: more than once, I had fantasized about Adrian and me together in my head.The director took me over to Adrian. By then, the makeup artist had already left, and Adrian was the only person on the bed. He was bare-chested, lying on his side and propping himself up with one elbow. Adrian had to be extremely disciplined. His abs were firm without looking greasy, exactly the kind young women were crazy about these days. My gaze moved lower, following two perfect V-lines, the ends of which disappeared beneath the blanket. The way he was half-hidden beneath the blanket only made the imagination run wild. It wasn’t just my face that had grown hot anymore; my whole body was starting to heat up. If I hadn’t been in a place like this, I might even have wondered whether I was sick. “Is she Claire Morgan’s double?” “Yes. Her name is Emily Bennett.” Adrian smiled at me, like a ray of sunshine in the middle of an icy winter. “When we start filming, I might make you uncomfortable, so I wanted to apologize in advance. If anything feels wrong, just say so. It’s okay.” A warm feeling flowed through me, and I lowered my head and murmured, “Okay.” Then, following the director’s instructions, I ran through the scene with Adrian. Adrian pressed me beneath him, and when the face that had appeared in my dreams hundreds of times was suddenly inches from mine, I was so nervous that I nearly forgot how to breathe. “Jenny, I love you. Can you trust me and leave everything to me?” Adrian gripped my chin and forced my head upward, but I didn’t dare look directly at him, so my eyes could only drift downward. A corner of the blanket had slipped aside, and I realized that he was wearing nothing but a pair of boxer briefs. His legs, straighter than any woman’s, were wrapped around mine like snakes, raising goose bumps all over my skin. Whether he was naturally gifted or had truly gotten into character, I could still feel the heat radiating from his lower body through three layers of fabric. “Great! This is basically what I want! Jenny is an innocent girl who knows nothing about the world, so this is exactly the shy but expectant reaction she should have when secretly tasting forbidden fruit.” The director interrupted at the perfect moment, then added another instruction: “This will be a long shot. Adrian, deliver your lines as usual. Emily, just show the emotion you’re feeling in the moment. “When you’re both naked and having sex, make your movements bigger, or they won’t show up on camera. After the kiss, let the blanket hang halfway off the bed…” I couldn’t remember what the director said after that because my mind had gone completely blank. I had been prepared for the fact that I would be completely naked, but I hadn’t expected Adrian to be naked too. And judging from what the director said, there would even be a kissing scene… I couldn’t tell whether I felt more nervous and afraid or more expectant. Strangely enough, those feelings matched the heroine’s perfectly.The makeup artist made me look about sixty percent like the original actress playing Jenny, Claire Morgan. Claire had an excellent reputation in the industry, and she normally wouldn’t have needed a double for a scene like this. But as luck would have it, Adrian and Claire were cousins. They had grown up together, so acting opposite each other was fine, but getting naked and rolling around in bed together was a little too much for them to accept. I slowly took off all my clothes beneath the blanket, lying flat like a maiden waiting to be summoned to the king’s bed. From the corner of my eye, I saw Adrian, while a male assistant crouched in front of him, using a flesh-colored prop and tape to create protective coverage. Male actors had to do this before filming intimate scenes, and I had seen it on other sets. But after Adrian finished securing everything, it seemed to be larger than what the other male actors had… He walked over to me naked and climbed onto the bed, and everything was ready. The director gave the order. “Clear the set! Prepare to roll!”Without our clothes in the way, Adrian and I were truly pressed tightly together this time. I could feel the heat of his body, so hot it seemed capable of melting me. Adrian’s lips brushed my ear, and his breath scattered over my neck in a fine, tingling caress unlike anything I had ever felt. “Jenny, hold me tight.” His voice was hypnotic, and my arms wrapped around his broad shoulders before I could stop myself. As if my initiative had pleased him, Adrian covered my lips with his and began kissing me in quick, pecking motions. We were pressed far too tightly together, so tightly that I could hear his vigorous heartbeat thundering in his chest. When he lifted my right leg and placed it around his waist, I knew the barrel was aimed straight at the bull’s-eye. I knew he had taken safety precautions. But even so, my body still trembled uncontrollably. This was Adrian Cole, the man I had liked for so, so many years. All I had to do was arch my waist slightly… “Jenny, you’re spacing out at a time like this?” Adrian tilted up my chin and roughly devoured my lips. Unlike his gentle movements just now, he was like a ferocious beast, feasting on its prey. “Ah—” Adrian squeezed my waist, and I cried out before I could stop myself. Then a wet, soft thing slipped skillfully into my mouth and tangled with my tongue. In the middle of my dazed passion, the thought that crossed my mind was that Adrian must have eaten peach-mint candy, and I had kissed him with absolutely no experience! “Emily, tilt your head back, push out your chest, arch your waist, and meet me.” Adrian brushed against the hair at my temple and whispered the reminder into my ear. From a distance, all anyone would see was an affectionate couple. He called me by name and led me into that unknown territory. It was fake, but I felt everything as if it were real. Then an aching sensation wound downward from my chest to my lower abdomen, and I instinctively clamped my legs together. I couldn’t describe what kind of feeling it was. But at that moment, I clutched Adrian’s back like a madwoman, forcefully pushing myself against him and following the rhythm of his movements. “Jenny, tell me you love me.” “Ha… ah… I love you…” I love you, Adrian.