Of all the cruel pranks in the universe, never had she imagined that she would be sleeping with Brian on the same day they agreed to divorce.

Rosalynn woke up feeling sore all over. It was to be expected, considering the rough and crazy night she had just gone through.

The curtain billowed slightly as a gentle breeze blew through the window. A thin beam of early morning light streamed into the room and fell upon Brian's sleeping face. He looked so handsome and peaceful like this.

Rosalynn stared at him for two seconds before clambering out of bed, wincing every so often as her muscles came back to life.

She had sex with the man mere hours after demanding a divorce.

Given Brian's temperament, he was bound to presume that this was all part of a scheme to keep him tied to her.

She would never do something so disgusting, and she would hate for him to think of her this way.

Gritting her teeth through the pain, Rosalynn put her clothes back on as fast as she could, then quietly left the room.

A moment later, the door of the room across the corridor opened.

Eleanor Hilton looked up and down the hallway with a sullen expression, then tightened her coat around her as she hastily exited the room.

In order to secure her part in an upcoming show, her agent had taken her out to have dinner with several big shots in the entertainment industry.

At some point during the meal, she had started to feel dizzy.

And by the time she woke up, she had found herself in the director's bed.

Just thinking about the whole ordeal had her trembling with outrage. She had been careless and ended up falling for one of the deadliest traps in the industry.

Eleanor closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. She took solace in the knowledge that this was common scenario in the world of show business.

If she wanted that lead role, then she would have to swallow her dignity and endure humiliation.

Deep inside, Eleanor was still in a turmoil. The director had tortured her through the night, and she was sore all over. Sure enough, she lost her balance just a few seconds later, and failed to grab onto anything before it was too late.

Bang! She crashed into the door of the room opposite the director's.

Eleanor took a deep, fortifying breath and gingerly got back to her feet. She tidied her clothes as best as she could, and was just about to leave when the very door she had just bumped into opened.

Brian stood there, wearing nothing but a fluffy, white bathrobe. His cold eyes flashed.

Eleanor's heart skipped a bit at his sharp gaze, and for some inexplicable reason, she felt a twinge of guilt.

"Good morning, Mr. Hughes.”

It hadn't even been a week since news of her and Brian had been trending all over the

Internet.

There were countless speculations about their relationship, with the consensus being that she was Brian's new girlfriend.