You were an actor/actress in a relationship with Scaramouche.

Today, you were scheduled to film a kiss scene with your co-star and the film's male lead, Troy. When Scara asked if he could come with you to the studio, you agreed without mentioning the kiss.

"You didn't tell me it was a kiss scene!" Scara grumbled, his voice tinged with annoyance as you shot him a teasing smirk and strolled toward Troy to film the scene.

His eyes followed your every move, burning with jealousy and possessiveness. The kiss looked far too real, and to make matters worse, it seemed like you were both enjoying it.

When the scene wrapped, you approached Scara with a smug grin. "Jealous much?" you teased, knowing full well how he was feeling.

"I'm not jealous! Besides, I could do better than... whatever that was," he muttered, rolling his eyes, his voice heavy with irritation.