My Naughty Fiance's
I'm your fiancee

"If you threaten her or look at her the wrong way, I won't hesitate to beat you up, motherfucker!"

"Gavin," Helli's voice siphoned off his anger. The girl ran up to them. "What are you doing?"

"I did something that was supposed to be done the moment she touched you." Releasing Calvin's hand, he stood up while holding his hand that was throbbing in pain.

"I protected you from him. And where everyone is. Why are there only two of you?" Gavin rotated his eyes and everyone suddenly sprung up from outside the set with a shocked expression and a gaping mouth. There Gavin begins to realize that something is wrong.

"I'm demonstrating a scene, damn it!" Calvin tried to stand staggered. A crew came to help. Calvin rubbed his aching jaw, looking at Gavin with hostile eyes.

"He's constantly doing it wrong!" Calvin looked at Helli who still looked in shock. Gavin is again inflamed by the way Calvin looks at Helli.

"If he keeps getting it wrong, it must be because your direction sucks!" said Gavin coldly, really tempted to throw a fist again on the man's face until it fell back.

"You can't be on my set," Calvin looked at her cynically. The man was also inflamed.

"I don't care if you have a connection with the producer. Anyone with no interest is prohibited from entering here. You lunged like a hunter and ruined the shoot. Do you know your actions are a waste of our time."

While trying to cope with his reaction that might have been excessive, Gavin turned his gaze to Helli. The woman's hair was matted and her face was as pale as winter at the north pole and her slender body looked fragile clad in a limp dress.

He spends his time dealing with many women. Even the most beautiful in the world. But at that time, he had never seen a woman more beautiful than Helli, not even Mona.

"Ga-Gavin." This time, Helli stammered in calling out his name. Gavin immediately approached the woman, removing the tangled hair from Helli's face, anxious to see a tired-looking face.

"You okay?" Gavin covers both cheeks of Helli. Shot Helli's eyes deeply.

"Gavin, you just punched Calvin, and your clothes..." Helli panned it from top to bottom and back to top. "You're full of dust."

"But that's part of the movie. It's my job." Helli looked at Calvin and the two locked their gazes together.

Gavin's emotions that began to go out again burned. He returned to look at the gaze of the two. Two people who know each other well.

"You rebelled, Helli."

"That's the role I play. The scene was that I had a big conflict when I met the old man."

"You look scared, not of your character, but of yourself. You're afraid of him."

The silence lasted a few seconds and Gavin found a desperate look on him. "I didn't expect you to come running to me. No need to save me, Gavin. What's on your mind?"

Gavin. It wasn't the question he expected out of Helli's mouth. He expects gratitude. Even a wordless expression of gratitude is fine, not expecting criticism or questions what is wrong with him?

Yeah, that's exactly what I was thinking. For a moment his brain was frozen.

"I'm your fiancee" finally the answer just popped out.

Yes, Gavin convinced himself that his extreme actions were only because he was deep in his role as a fake fiancee.

"When I see you in trouble, I'll come protect you. And yes, I am possessive. Don't expect me to apologize for what just happened. I'm a Vasq... Hm, if that's not what you want from a relationship, maybe you're with the wrong guy."

Helli was taken aback by Gavin's statement. But it seems that Helli's shock equaled Gavin's shock. Both are equally confused, whether this is real or just pretend. It's hard to distinguish.