The steps she began to take held a tone of certainty quite opposite from her current state of mind, as her heels hammered against the pavement she hoped her composure did not give away her previous activities. Venturing to the man at check in, she hesitated at his presence knowing full well how he enjoyed to torment her being.
Grimacing ever so slightly, as he grasped her waist and carefully roamed a thick greasy hand to her bottom she granted him no further attention. Treating his person as an invisible force that had succeeded in creating some pressure. To be completely honest, her thoughts were a bit jumbled to begin to pay any mind to the man that blatantly showed his misconduct.
The only manner in which she became aware of such things occurring began by the heat of the heavy mans breath blowing against her neck, his nimble fingers sliding to the side of her breasts as he coped a feel.
"Whenever you're ready, Darlin'. I would love to get to know you more." He bellowed out, startling her very core. Absently nodding, she moved her heels suavely to produce a calculated clink with each step forward as her focus lay more to appearing sober than becoming worked up over mere gropes.
Successfully retreating from his form, a smile blossomed on her face feeling an insane relief washed over her, unconsciously pressing against a certain part of her breast to feel for the joint that comfortably resided in her confinements. Mangling her way through the crowds of men that poured into the studio grounds, her body temperature rose, breaking out into a sweat by the various amount of bodies that gave no room to breath.
Finding an opening suited to her frame, she barely managed to catch a breath before refined fingers crumbled on her wrist and pulled her to face upright. Blinding her in the process as her distorted vison had lacked focus to fully comprehend the luminous features of Lilith Luther.
Intricately woven gold and crystal blue, the blurred hue that fogged her brain could not pierce together why such a lustrous woman grasped her so tightly. Until the deity spoke to reveal the an annoying sound similar to bells.
"Must you keep me waiting?"
Suddenly, her mind cleared enough to remember why such a woman would be waiting specifically for her. Letting herself be dragged by Lilith, they easily made it to her dressing room as her body guards deterred any man from coming within a six feet radius from the actress in question. Extracting her hand from her wrist as soon as they made it inside the room, Beatrice observed the young actress daintily place herself in front of her vanity.
Scrunching her eyes closed to sober herself up, her concentration was broken by the annoying whine graced by Lilith.
"The men have been bombarding my apartments since dawn. It has been horrible, Beatrice. Tell me, what is so good of security when they are so easily bribed? Hmm? I reckon' I have to have a firm talk with Cesar before the days out. Wretched men I say!"
To say that her blabber brought a headache to Beatrice was an understatement. Not so much her words, but the pitch of her voice. Thus as the pounding felt like nails hammered to her head, her wince was not fully concealed, causing the actress to become even more riled by what she considered empathy.
"Thank you for granting me such support, Beatrice. These men have become nothing but dogs. Remind me never to agree to Cesar's script again. Stupid man, '..get a taste of what fame truly is..?' Who does he think he is? Making me invite the entire population of Los Angeles for his own benefit. Hmph." She pouted, crossing her arms over her chest, as she viewed her expression in the mirror.
Later turning to look at Beatrice fully, only to scold her from the expression displayed on her face. "Now don't go getting sick on me, Beatrice. I need you for the day."
Lilith spewed proceeding to walk out of the room and leaving Beatrice to tend to her internal wound, calming after a moment of absence from her employer. Letting out a sigh, she flopped on a chair only a distance away, her fingers itching to retreat the joint that resided in the depth of her undergarment. Thinking against it as it was too early to waste her most prized possession, knowing full well how she would enjoy such activity after work hours.
Swiftly taking a stand, she followed after Lilith. Not wanting to become the subject of her bitching.