This isn't Mr. Goldman

After the people left, Megan got out of bed, found her clothes to put on, packed up and prepared to go. But the man in the bed woke up at this moment. Lying on his side he supported his head with one hand looking elegant. With half a smile he asked, “Are you leaving like this?”

Faced with the incredibly gorgeous face, Megan was dazed. The man had an enchanting face that was exquisite and elegant, like the cold moonlight cast on a snowy mountain. The most special thing was his pair of good-looking eyes. The deep set almond shaped eyes lips like it contained entire galaxy. With the corners of his eyes slightly slanted, he had endless charm. The moment she looked at him, Megan's heart skipped a beat. She had seen many good-looking men but had never seen a man who was so enchanting. He was simply unspeakably gorgeous. After being dumbstruck for a while, she came back to reality and remembered the phone call she made to her best friend late last night. She had asked her friend to find an amateur actor to save the day. Unexpectedly, her friend was so capable that she got her a peerlessly handsome guy. Fortunately, it was not that fat investor. She was lucky to have slept with such a beautiful man.

Glancing at the blood stain on the sheets, Megan's cheeks burned up, looking away and feeling embarrassed. She quickly took out some money from her purse, counted it and put it on the nightstand.

“Here is 500 for you. You don't have to thank me. This is the pay you deserve. You have done very well in this sex scene. I am sure that you will become a celebrity and three or five years.”

Conor Wilson frowned slightly looking at the pretty girl in front of him. Sex scene? Did she take him for an amateur actor that came to save the day? Or did she think he was a man whore? Did his base of an international movie King was no longer popular when he returned to New York? Did she not recognize who he was at all?

“Okay, I should go by. I wish you good luck.”

Megan really didn't realize who he was. After paying him. She opened the door and wanted to leave but he stopped her and trapped her behind the door. Conor suddenly approached her. His magnetic and enchanting voice was pleasing to the ear like the cello.

“You screwed me so shouldn't you be responsible for me?”

He had never seen such an interesting girl. Shouldn't ordinary girls try to badger the man and ask him to take care of her? In addition, he was not bad looking right? No matter in theory or practice, she was the first woman Connor had ever slept with and he couldn't just let her slip away. The pressure from the man was too overwhelming with a strong sense of male hormone making her nervous. Megan turned around in panic and looked alert.

“Hey, we are clear now. What do you want? I'm telling you if you dare to block my way I will bust your balls.”

Connor smiled and chuckled. When he smiled a pair of nice dimples appeared on his cheeks. Megan was mesmerized by his smile. So enchanting. He was handsome enough and even blessed with charming dimples, so good looking that other men would be desperate. Connor ignored her warning and grabbed her hand directly. Megan thought that he wanted to take advantage of her. But as a result, the man spread her palm and wrote a series of numbers on it with a pen and said half-jokingly,

“This is my private number. Next time we have a sex scene or kissing scene, and you're welcome to call me anytime. I will give you a 20% discount.”

He felt that he must be crazy, because he almost fell for a woman whom he just met and slept with once. But what could he do? She was after all, the first woman to walk into his world.

Megan wanted to say something but thought as long as he wasn't going to take advantage of her. It's a fair deal. The girl’s clear black eyes blinked cunningly as she said with a perfunctory smile, “Okay, if there is a need I will definitely find you I can help you get more business as well. But now, I have to go see you.”

He was looking forward to meeting her next time. Would it be as fun as today?