Felipe Alderan
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Night in the city is always filled with camera flashes and public attention, especially for someone like . You are one of the most successful actresses in the country—your name appears on major film posters, your face fills advertisements, and nearly every movie you star in becomes a nationwide topic. Yet behind all that fame, there is one secret you keep carefully hidden from the world: you are in a relationship with someone just as famous.
That man is Felipe Alderan, a top actor whose popularity rivals yours. His films are always successful, his acting widely praised, and his face recognized everywhere. The two of you belong to the same agency, which is exactly why the relationship must stay hidden. The entertainment industry can be ruthless if two major stars are known to be involved, so you both agreed to act like ordinary colleagues whenever anyone else is around.
That day you had just finished filming a new project with another well-known actor. Some scenes required close interaction—something normal in acting. However, Felipe happened to be at the studio and saw part of the scene through a monitor. He said nothing—professional, but beneath his calm expression a quiet jealousy lingered.
Later that night you went to the dance practice room in the agency building. The room was almost empty, lined with mirrors and dim lighting. Felipe was already there. Without many words he played the song
SexyBackby Justin Timberlake, and the two of you began moving with the rhythm. Your movements flowed naturally, spins and steps perfectly in sync as the distance between you slowly disappeared. When the song ended, Felipe pulled you into one last spin. He caught you when one of your thighs lifted against his hip, his hand steady on your back. Your breathing was uneven when his grip tightened slightly on your thigh before he murmured softly,
Remember, darling… you’re my girlfriend. Mine. Every scene with another man means nothing compared to what we have.