Y/N's POV
I was already up and ready to go over to the address that Liam sent Emma. I had my keys in my hand and was out the front door when I saw a van outside my apartment with a chauffeur holding the door open.
"Ms. Y/L/N?" the chauffeur asks.
"Yes?" I say.
"Mr. Hemsworth has taken the liberty of having a car bring you to his home." the chauffeur tells.
"Please excuse me for a second to confirm," I say.
"Yes ma'am." the chauffeur says.
I immediately get on the phone with Emma and tell her about the chauffeur.
"I had just got off the phone with his agent. The car is legit." Emma tells.
"Alright, just making sure," I tell.
I hang up with Emma and go over to the chauffeur.
"Ready ma'am?" he asks.
"I am."
He helps me in the car and goes to get into the driver's side. I do see that there is someone in the passenger side seat since she was looking at me through the rearview mirror.
"Good to see you again, Y/N," Kat tells.
"Good to see you as well Kat," I tell.
"I had heard that Liam invited you to do some readings with him, so I jumped on the chance to do some as well," Kat tells.
"I see," I say.
I see an ice cooler on the floor and she follows my gaze. She grabs two glasses from inside and a bottle of champagne. She pours us drinks and hands me a glass.
"A little something to loosen up," Kat tells.
I indulge her and take a sip of champagne, but not a lot. We arrive at Liam's house and pull into the long driveway. He meets us at the door when we get out and greets us.
"Hello, lovelies. Kat, good to see you. Ms. Y/L/N, a pleasure." Liam says.
"Always good to see you, Liam," Kat tells, hugging him.
"It is a pleasure to see you as well, Mr. Hemsworth," I tell.
"Please call me Liam," he says.
"As long as you call me Y/N," I tell.
"Right. Right. Please come in. Make yourself at home." he tells.
We enter his home and was given a quick tour of his place. We finally come to a sitting room, where three scripts lay on the table and we sit down.
"Alright, we as a group work together for our employer to gather information and tech for our plans to take over the world. I am your advisor and Kat is your partner with benefits." Liam tells.
"Right. Shall we take it from the top then?" I ask.
"Alright. Whenever you're ready." Liam tells.
I clear my throat a little and start from my line.
"What's our status report, Knox?" I ask.
"ETA to target is five minutes. Remember that stealth is the key to this mission." Liam reads.
"Affirmative. Cobra out." I say.
"Ready to get this done partner?" Kat asks.
"Born ready," I say.
"That was good. A few pointers I want to make." Liam says.
'Let's get this criticism out.' I think.
"Kat let's get some power behind your voice. Y/N, I loved the energy and the slight distance. It was good." Liam says.
'I stand corrected.' I think.
"Let's go to the debriefing part of the script," Kat says.
We skip some pages and stop at the debriefing.
"Charles, can you come here for a second?" Liam calls.
His butler comes in and looks at us.
"Yes sir?" he asks.
"I need you to read some parts for me. Our captains." Liam tells.
"Very well sir," he says.
He picks up the script and skims through his lines pretty fast.
"What do you mean you failed?" the butler asks.
I was taken aback at his energy with the lines. I get into character and deliver my lines.
"Agent Powell intercepted us, making us lose the target," I tell.
"We moved to reclaim, but the Bridge-" Kay starts.
"The Bridge is outright fools that don't see my vision!!" the butler growls.
He takes a breath and calms his demeanor as the character would.
"We as the Royal Stars see a purpose for the world that no one can challenge. You are the leader Agent Cobra, I hold you responsible for this failure." the butler says.
"Yes, sir. I take responsibility for this." I say.
"You will receive your punishment come nightfall. Let this be a warning for your disobedience." the butler says.
"Yes, sir," I say.
"Good. Good. Better with execution this time." Liam says.
We run through some more lines and I have gotten better with the delivery and execution. I look to the clock on the wall and see that it was almost fifteen minutes after five.
"I hate to cut this short, but I have to get going," I tell, gathering my things.
"What for?" Kat asks, moving to stand.
"I am meeting with Scarlett to go over lines together and to have lunch," I tell.
"Hmm." Kat hums.
"Alright then. It was a pleasure to read lines with you today, Y/N." Liam tells, moving to stand as well.
"Thank you for having me," I tell.
Kat and Liam walk me to the door and I hug them and kiss their cheeks. Kat got a little handsy and went a little bit below the waist when she hugged me, but I was able to get out of her hold and take the car I arrived in back to my apartment.
Liam's POV
I could see some discomfort with Y/N as Kat hugged her and a lot of possessiveness with Kat the same way. As we go back to the sitting room to sit, I cautiously prob Kat on what she's feeling.
"I believe that working with Y/N will be a great start in her career," I say.
"I believe that as well. She's an amazing actress with a few bumps in her facade, but that's simple enough to remedy." Kat tells.
"That and she seems to steal the hearts of many she encounters. No wonder Martin is so taken with her," I tell.
"A lot of people are taken with her," Kat mutters.
"You seem to be almost at the top," I say.
"That bitch Scarlett is taking her time from me," Kat growls.
"I thought you were with Beth. She did leave her husband for you and you're just giving that up." I say.
"We agreed that we would have an open relationship. She would be able to have relations with any man or woman she wants and I would do the same. She would even come to meet the ones I would start a polygamy relationship with. It's a win-win for both of us." Kat tells.
"I don't know if Y/N would like anything like that," I tell.
"I believe that she would get used to the whole polygamy aspect after a while together with me. We'll see after a while." Kat tells.
"Let's get back to another reading," I say.
We start on another reading and I was worried about Y/N.
'Let's hope Y/N doesn't have any trouble with both Scarlett and Kat.' I think.
Y/N's POV
I change into something a bit more comfortable, but still classy enough for the address Scarlett sent me.
Emma sent a car to take me to a place called The Charming Garden. Once I arrived, I was immediately met with paparazzi's flashing cameras and pressing questions.
'I'm glad I grabbed these glasses on my way out.' I think.
"Y/N, are you here to see Scarlett Johansson?!?"
"Are you not worried about her love child rumors?!?!"
"Are you the new lover in her life?!?!?"
I ignore all the questions they throw at me and enter the Charming Garden. I immediately see Scarlett waving to me and move to greet her.
"Hello love," Scarlett says, getting up to meet me.
She takes her hands in mine and kisses my cheeks. I feel more comfortable with her than I did with Kat. She pulls out my chair as I sit down and takes her seat as well.
"I didn't know what you would like so I've chosen something simple," Scarlett tells.
A waiter comes by and drops off two different dishes.
"How did you know I love carne asada?" I ask.
"Carne asada is something that I like. I usually have mine with shrimp and potatoes." Scarlett tells.
"The enchiladas with mine are how I usually take mine. A correct assumption for your choices." I tell.
We eat our lunch and talk just about everything we could think of. We did go back and forth on the script for a time, but we were just having fun.
'More fun than I've had in a good while.' I think.
"Okay, you have to tell me what was happening with that," I tell.
"Okay, so I was at Jeremy's birthday party and he had invited a whole crowd of celebrities to celebrate with him. Nothing wrong with that, but two people that he invited was Chris Brown and Drake, who were still beefing over Rihanna. They both kept separated for most of the night, but Drake wanted to end the beef right then and there, but Chris wasn't having it. Instant brawl on the dance floor of the club he reserved and the police came to advise everything." Scarlett tells.
"They both knew that things were still fresh between him and that beef wouldn't just stop once they talked to each other," I tell.
"It was an interesting party, I'll tell you that," she tells.
"I bet it was," I tell.
We're finishing off our desert as the waiter comes by dropping off the check. I go to take it up, but Scarlett beats me to it.
"150.48. Not to worry about," she says.
"Let me at least pay for half of it," I tell.
"I insist that you let me treat you today," she tells, smiling at me.
I smile at her and let her pay the bill.
"No one has offered to treat me to anything," I say.
"Then that just means they're lousy people," Scarlett tells.
"That they are," I say.
We get up to go when the waiter brings over her credit card and the receipt to sign. She signs and we make our way out the door and to her car. Paparazzi are still outside waiting to get some good photos and answers to their invasive questions. She helps me into the car and climbs in right after.
"Paparazzi are so invasive sometimes," Scarlett tells.
"Don't I know it. Emma had to reel me in a few times from some of the questions they've asked me. Sometimes they get me so heated that I forget that I'm somewhat a celebrity." I tell.
"Why do you say that?" she asks.
"I'm not some hotshot celebrity like you. Just an up-and-comer." I tell.
"That might be true in some standards, but you're adapting better than I did when I first started," she says.
"Now that's a complete lie. You were a child actor when I was just a regular girl from Y/H/T, just trying to make it through high school. Your first movie was the Horse Whisperer and this is the very first movie I would be on, besides the one I quit on." I tell.
"That's true. I did have classes teaching me all of this and you were thrown in commercials completely unprepared. Our career starting points started very differently, but we're here for the same reason. To entertain." she tells.
"I guess your right about that," I say.
We get to her house after a while and step out with her help. She lets me inside and gives me a tour of her place. We go to her room and she hands me a script.
"Pick out a place for us to start reading. I'll get us some drinks," she tells.
I flip through the script, looking for a particular part to get started with as she goes to get the drinks. I find the page after a while and start reading my lines in my head. She comes back after a while and hands me a glass, that looks like lemonade. I take a sip and hum at the taste of lemonade.
"Did you find a place to start?" she asks.
I pass her the script to her as I take another sip of lemonade.
"A nice place to start. I'll go first then," she tells.
I put down the lemonade and face her as we exchange lines.
"I can't believe that I'm stuck in the godforsaken place with you of all people," I tell.
"The feeling is mutual," Scarlett tells.
I grunt in fake pain like the script says having Scarlett look at me.
"Your hurt," she says.
"Nothing I haven't felt before," I say tirelessly.
She grabs my side and I hiss as the script says.
"You're so stubborn!! Just let me help you!!" she growls.
"Get your hands off me!! I'd rather die than be in debt to Bridge agent!!" I growl.
Scarlett moves her hands off of me and smirks at me.
"That was good. Very good," she says, smirking.
"I live to impress," I tell, smiling sweetly.
She chuckles at that and we keep going with reading lines.
Three Hours Later
The script was forgotten and we both were just laughing and talking. I look over at her wall clock and see that it was almost eleven o'clock at night.
"Shit. I should get going and give you some space." I tell.
"It is late. How about you stay for the night and I'll call a car for you in the morning?" she asks.
"I don't want you to do that just for me," I tell.
"I don't mind it. Let me do this for you," she tells.
"If you're sure," I say.
"I am," she tells.
"Alright. Go find us some clothes to sleep in." I tell.
"I'm going. I'm going," she says.
She goes to some drawers to get some clothes for her and me, so I start to get undress. I know she can see me since she's right in front of a mirror.
Scarlett's POV
'Goddamn. She doesn't know what she does to me. She's testing my controls right now.' I think.
I was watching her from the mirror as I looked for clothes for us and was enjoying the show. Maybe a little too much since I was tenting out in my pants. I quickly looked for some clothes for her and me and pulled them out. I turned around to give them to her and promptly dropped them.
"Wow," I say, my eyes going wide.
Y/N had stopped standing and gone to lay down on my bed to look at her phone. She was in a black lace bra and thong and I couldn't take my eyes off her.
(Use your imagination. I can't get another strike to pictures that seem fine for a certain amount of time to Wattpad blocking them and my profile/account being deleted. Sorry.)
"You see something you like, Scarlett?" Y/N asks.
Her voice was filled with so much lust and seduction that I couldn't even stop myself from crawling onto the bed and towards her. She puts her phone away and sits up on her elbows to put our faces almost inches from each other.
"I do see something that I like very much," I say, huskily.
"Then what are you going to do about it?" Y/N asks, her voice seeping with seduction.
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Smut or no??