Lust Contracts 18+ Hunting for Love with My Three Contract Husbands

72 At His Beck and Call

“I chased her off. She’s useless...” EROS repeated.

I didn’t know what to say so I just stared at him with my mouth hanging open. She was a professional and how she read her lines was very emotional while he sounded like a monotonous robot!

At this rate, I couldn’t imagine how EROS was going to land the lead role in this movie. Tonight, I’m going to binge on his past movies just to confirm that he didn’t suck this badly in any of those.

“Unbelievable...” I muttered underneath my breath.

I took in a deep breath before I strode out of the toilet back to the hallway. EROS followed after me with a laugh.

...

It’s Sunday so why the hell am I here?!

In all my life I have never worked and now I’m doing some serious overtime on a Sunday which was the only day that I had left to myself. This only confirmed what I should have known when I signed my contract with EROS: this is a complete and utter disaster.

**Last night**

.....

I was in the shower and my phone just wouldn’t stop ringing. At first, I decided to completely ignore it. It was late in the night and honestly, I didn’t have anyone close to me enough that I would worry about if they died. That meant, that the phone call could wait. I’ve been working hard all week. My feet and my back hurts and suddenly, I felt like I have aged an extra ten years over the course of a week. So, will the phone just stop ringing please!

In the end, I was so angry that I stomped out of the shower completely naked just to answer the phone. This better be important or I’m going to give the caller a very enormous piece of my mind. Standing next to my bed in my birth suit, I grabbed the phone off the bed and answered it.

“Elena...” a man’s voice spoke through the phone.

“EROS? Why are you calling?” I asked without bothering to hide my annoyance.
“Why didn’t you pick up? I called you so many times,” he asked while complaining at the same time.

“I was in the shower. So, why are you calling?” I repeated my question again.

“Are you free tomorrow?” he asked.

Tomorrow is a Sunday which meant that even if I’m free, I am not free.

“I’m not free...” I replied.

“You work on a Sunday too? Being a fake girlfriend is tough work, huh?” EROS asked mockingly.

“What do you want?” I snapped.

“You see because of a certain someone, I didn’t get to rehearse the movie scene for my audition at all. I was so worried about that person too and she didn’t even appreciate it when I checked up on her. You know, I’m a superstar and all that and I even went into the girl’s toilet just to make sure that she was fine...and then...” EROS started his rant.

“What do you want?” I cut in as I placed a hand on my naked waist before flipping my wet hair with the other in annoyance.

“You’re free tomorrow, right? Help me rehearse the scene for my audition,” he stated firmly.

“No...” I replied without any hesitation.

“See you at my floor tomorrow 4PM. Don’t be late,” EROS said as if he didn’t hear my rejection.

“Wait! I told you that I’m not free!” I yelled into the phone.

EROS did not reply to me and all I heard was the beeping sound of a disconnected line.

...

Somehow, I turned up here. I tilted my head upwards and stared up at the tall skyscraper of the GH Entertainment building. He was partly right; it was partly my fault that his rehearsal was interrupted. If things continued this way, there is no way that EROS would land the role and I didn’t want that to be my fault. That was what I kept telling myself as the elevator made its way up to his floor.

It was a Sunday and apart from the security guard that I saw on the ground floor, the building seemed very deserted. My heels clicking against the floor was the only sound in the building. A lone figure stood in the empty hallway, and I knew that it must be EROS waiting for me.

“I knew you would make it,” he said before flashing me a superstar smile.

“I guess you know me better than I know myself,” I replied as I walked past him towards the studio.

“Not that way. This way...” he corrected.

I looked down to see that he had grabbed my hand in his. He turned me around and began dragging me off in the opposite direction of the studio.

“Where are we going?” I asked as I struggled to keep up with him.

“My room,” EROS replied in short.

His room? Why are we going there?

“Aren’t we rehearsing in the studio?” I asked.

EROS didn’t reply and after a short while of walking, we arrived at his room. His room resembled a high-class condominium suite unit, and I was magnificently surprised that this floor was large enough to house such a large living space. I knew that EROS had his own room on his floor, but I didn’t expect that it would be a full-blown suite like this. The furnishing was modern with a touch of luxury, and everything was sparkling clean and orderly.

I looked around the living room with its large television set and brown leather sofa. EROS took off his sweater, and I was surprised to see that he was wearing absolutely nothing underneath. Dressed in only a pair of blue jeans, EROS walked over to me, and I instinctively took a step back while I tried to keep my eyes off his muscular torso.

“What’s wrong?” EROS asked innocently.

“What about putting a shirt on?” I suggested.


“Does it bother you?” he asked with a grin.

“...Nevermind. Let’s start rehearsing. I don’t have all day,” I said as I sat down on the sofa.

–To be continued...