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26% Model to Holywood / Chapter 58: Chapter 58: Whoa

Chương 58: Chapter 58: Whoa

The filming set was brightly lit. 

Upon hearing that Britney Spears had arrived, the extras in the cabin couldn't help but glance back. At this time, Britney was practically at the height of her fame. In the global music scene, only Michael Jackson and Madonna could rival her.

But with MJ arrested over child abuse allegations and Madonna cutting down on public appearances due to health reasons, Britney's future fame would soar. No one could compare to her.

Luca had heard about Britney before. Aside from seeing her referenced in comedy sketches, like the "Sweet Britney" joke from *A Chinese Odyssey*, there was also her never-ending news scandals: a 55-hour marriage, dating a paparazzo, shaving her head, drug arrests, one-night stands, legal battles with her father, and more.

But all those events happened after 2003. Right now, at just 22, Britney was still a slender, idolized pop star.

"Britney!"

Suddenly, someone shouted her name.

Then many people started yelling "Britney" and "I love you!"

Luca glanced back. Britney, dressed in a sky-blue flight attendant uniform, walked into the cabin. When she heard people greeting her, she smiled sweetly and waved back, fitting the "Sweet Britney" image perfectly.

"Quiet!"

Just as Britney was interacting warmly with the extras, the director, Roy, yelled through a megaphone. His voice was so loud, and the space so confined, that everyone instinctively covered their ears.

Britney clutched her chest and said, "Oh, Roy, you scared me!"

"Britney, we're on set for a music video, not a fan meet-and-greet. And everyone, listen up: no unnecessary interaction or conversation with Ms. Spears during the shoot!" Roy barked, his face stern.

The extras and dancers obediently returned to their seats, and the cabin quieted down again.

After establishing order, Roy began explaining the performance process to Britney and the four backup dancers.

"Wait, Roy, has Mr. Luca arrived yet?"

Britney suddenly spoke up, scanning the cabin.

"Luca?"

Director Roy looked towards the middle.

Following his gaze, Britney immediately spotted the tall, handsome, and artfully chiseled Luca standing among the crowd.

"Hey, Luca! You were so cool at the CK shoot last time!"

Britney pushed the chubby director aside and walked straight over to Luca. As she spoke, her eyes drifted downward, taking in his full appearance.

Here we go again! Luca awkwardly smiled and said, "Hello, Miss Spears. I really like your music. Could I get your autograph?"

Luca pulled a blue-covered album from his pocket, Britney's third album *Britney*.

It was Kate who had prepared this album.

The last time Luca had a minor incident with Matt Damon at a bar, it left Kate with the impression that he wasn't good at dealing with celebrities. 

To avoid another mishap, Kate had prepared the album, instructing him to greet Britney as a fan.

"Wow, thank you for liking my music!"

Britney took the album case, grabbed a pen, and as she signed, asked, "What's your favorite song from this album?"

Uh...

Luca froze. He had no idea what songs were on the album. How should he answer this?

"Sometimes!" he blurted out.

"Are you serious?" Britney fluttered her long eyelashes at him and smiled. "Too bad you guessed wrong. That song is from my first album, not this one."

Luca flushed a bit, realizing he'd messed up his celebrity encounter yet again.

"Okay, Britney, I don't actually remember the songs from this album. My sister is a big fan of yours and she wanted your autograph," Luca shrugged, coming clean.

"Haha, Luca, you're so cute. Has anyone ever told you that?"

Sweet?

Luca felt awkward. After two lifetimes, this was the first time someone had called him "cute." For a 6'2" guy, that word didn't feel like a compliment.

"Hey, Britney, is your fan meet-and-greet over? We need to get started," Director Roy interrupted, looking irritated. His earlier command for no distractions had been completely ignored, which wasn't sitting well with him.

"Relax, Roy. I'm almost done!" Britney waved him off, then leaned in close to Luca's ear and said,

"Luca, did you know? I was at the CK fashion show last time too. You were so cool, like a soldier with a rocket launcher, so heroic, hahaha!"

She patted his chest and laughed before walking away.

Luca forced a smile and awkwardly sat back down.

That embarrassing stunt he had pulled at the CK show, forced under pressure, always made him sweat when he thought about it. Now, he'd met someone who had witnessed it live. So awkward!

"Okay, everyone, attention! We're starting the first shot for the 'Toxic' music video!"

"Music, please!"

With the director's shout, the music began playing.

*Baby, can't you see I'm calling 

A guy like you should wear a warning 

It's dangerous, I'm falling...*

With the beat of the music, Britney and her dancers began their routine. All five of them wore specially designed flight attendant outfits, revealing and incredibly sexy.

After two hours of filming, it was finally time for Luca's scene. Roy stood in the aisle, explaining the upcoming performance to Britney, who was leaning on a trolley.

"Britney, in a moment, you'll dance past Luca and accidentally spill a drink on his pants. You'll wipe it up, strike a few sexy poses, sit on his lap, and kiss him."

"Sure thing, Roy, I'll do great!" Britney whistled and smiled.

Roy nodded. "Luca, when Britney's dancing, I need you to keep your eyes on her—hot and intense."

"You mean, like I want to take her to bed?" Britney interjected.

Roy scratched his thinning hair. "Exactly, Britney. You've got it."

"Luca, you know how to act that, right?" Britney asked, blinking playfully.

Luca smirked and replied, "Britney, I'm actually an actor."

"Wow, really? I thought you were a model?" Britney asked, intrigued.

"Modeling is just a side gig. Acting is my profession," Luca said confidently.

"So, you're saying your acting is pretty good?" Britney tilted her head, touching her chin, her long eyelashes batting mischievously. From Luca's angle, her eyes held a playful, almost naughty glint.

Luca suddenly felt uneasy. Was she planning something?

"Hmmph!" Director Roy grunted disapprovingly. "Hey, I'm the director here. Could you two please respect my authority?"

"Okay, okay, Roy, hurry up! I'm excited to perform!" Britney waved him off and leaned back on the trolley, playfully twirling a white cloth.

Roy glanced at her, then at Luca, rubbing his shiny forehead. He had completely lost his train of thought.

"Luca, do you remember what I told you earlier?"

"Yes, Roy!"

"Good, then. 'Toxic,' take five, first scene! Music!"

*Don't you know that you're toxic? 

It's getting late to give you up...*

As the music started, Britney pushed the trolley, strutting seductively. She sang along to the lyrics, mouthing the words as she tossed items from the trolley to the seated passengers in a playful manner.

Britney was in the midst of a career transition. Her songs and album style had significantly changed.

In her first two albums, she was the sweet, innocent Lolita type, with pigtails and cheerleader outfits. But starting with her third album, *Britney*, and the single *I'm a Slave 4 U*, she began embracing a sexier, more mature and rebellious persona.

Now, in her fourth album, her performances were even more sultry and provocative.

*I took a sip from my devil's cup 

Slowly, it's taking over me...*

When Britney reached Luca's seat, she picked up a small glass of whiskey, spun around, and spilled it right on Luca's pants—perfectly on target.

Luca was wearing his CK military-style jeans, tough fabric but not waterproof.

But he didn't have time to think about his pants.

He was an actor now—a professional one.

As per the director's instructions, he gazed intensely at Britney. Her golden hair was pinned up, her flight attendant uniform was revealing, and she looked incredibly sexy.

He didn't need to act much; simply appreciating her as any man would a beautiful woman was enough to meet the director's demands.

Director Roy, watching through the camera, was pleased. Even though acting skills weren't essential for a music video, working with a smart, cooperative person was always nice.

In the frame, Britney bent over, wiping the spill with a white cloth, while Luca's gaze stayed locked on her, his eyes smoldering with desire.

"Good!" Roy praised quietly. But then he noticed Britney was still wiping—too thoroughly and too forcefully.

"CUT!" Roy shouted. "Britney, you just need to go through the motions. Don't overdo it, and don't use so much force."

"Okay!" Britney signaled with a hand gesture, a mischievous smile on her lips.

"Alright, let's go again!"

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Author's note: Thank you to reader "No Cigarette" for your support! Thanks, everyone, for the votes!

(End of Chapter)


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Chương 59: Chapter 59: Can I Take a Look at Your Diaper?

"Ha~a~ 

The taste of your lips makes me feel like I'm floating. 

Your poison, like heaven, is slowly dripping down."

"I'm addicted to you, don't you know that you're toxic?" 

Ha~a~

On set, inside the airplane cabin, the MV crew was still shooting.

With the intense music blasting, Britney Spears swung her pale legs and struck a seductive pose, sitting between Luca's legs.

As she sang the lyrics "taste of your lips, I'm on a ride," she turned and gently kissed Luca on the lips.

Luca loosely held the woman in his arms, his eyes burning with passion, though there was a hint of helplessness. The director had only asked for a brief kiss, just for show.

But Britney was being a bit playful, clearly taking advantage of the situation.

Without hearing the director yell "Cut!", Luca continued the scene without flinching, maintaining his performance. After all, he was a professional actor, and a little surprise wouldn't throw him off.

Britney licked her lips and gave a cheeky wink with her back to the camera, the mischief gleaming in her blue eyes.

Luca, still expressionless, kept acting.

"Hmph." 

Britney wrinkled her nose and got up again, throwing her long, pale legs.

Luca leaned forward, extending his arms as if to hold her, his eyes full of longing and reluctance.

Britney recited the lyrics, casually turning her head and poking his forehead with a playful finger.

Luca fell back into his seat.

"Good! We got it!" 

Director Roy wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, quietly relieved. They finally got the shot.

That scene took over an hour to shoot.

Britney kept teasing Luca, intentionally or unintentionally. His pants had to be cleaned multiple times, and halfway through, Luca even had to step out to the bathroom to cool off before they could continue.

The kissing scene alone had to be reshot five times, and even though the most recent take still had issues with Britney's playful moves showing on camera, it didn't matter—any problems could be edited out. If not, they'd just skip them.

Roy didn't want to waste more time on minor details.

"Oh, Roy~" 

Britney arched her back and said with slight dissatisfaction, "There were still issues with that last take. Let's do it again. I can do it better this time."

Luca's lip twitched. Another take?

He looked over at Roy.

Roy, just as exasperated, also twitched his lip and replied, "Britney, your performance was perfect. Plus, we're almost done for the day—we don't have time for another."

"Oh, almost done already?" 

Britney checked her watch. "Wow~ Time flies. Okay then, let's finish up quickly. I can't wait to wrap this up."

Roy sighed in relief and shouted, "Toxic, take eight, scene one, action!"

"I'm addicted to you, 

Don't you know that you're toxic?"

The music started again.

Luca leaned back in his seat, exhaling. They finally made it through.

He scratched his head a little, thinking about how hard it was working with 46-year-old Kim Cattrall during his last shoot, and now with this little witch, Britney. If the first two times were this challenging, what would the third time be like? 

Hopefully easier, without any more complications.

"Intoxicate me now with your lovin' now, 

I think I'm ready now."

As the music played, Britney and her backup dancers started performing again, and Luca became part of the background, quietly watching her dance.

There was supposed to be one more scene between him and Britney.

But Roy, not wanting to risk any further interactions, decided to change it to them flirting from a distance.

"Perfect!" 

After the tenth shot, Director Roy checked his watch and yelled for wrap-up. The crew began packing up and leaving.

Luca's scenes were done too. He stood and exited the cabin.

The cabin was a closed set, with fake blue skies and clouds painted on the windows, so it was impossible to see the outside world.

Once he stepped out, he noticed the sun had already set, and the sky was bathed in the warm hues of the sunset. The sprawling set buildings were soaked in a nostalgic, golden light, adding a touch of warmth.

As the day neared its end, the main roads around the lot were filled with cars, and many tired crew members shuffled toward their rides, heading home.

Ed pulled the car up to the studio entrance.

"Whew!" 

Just as Luca was about to head over, he heard a playful whistle behind him.

He turned around in surprise and saw Britney, dressed in a blue uniform, walking toward him with a sweet smile.

"Luca, can I ask you a question?"

Britney, who stood a little over 5'3", tilted her swan-like neck slightly. The soft sunset light hit her fair cheeks, and her long eyelashes and sapphire-blue eyes made her look even more stunning. However, there was always that mischievous smile on her lips, making it hard for Luca to take her lightly.

Luca smiled softly, "Britney, what's the question?"

Britney stared at his face, seeming to get lost for a moment.

"Britney? Britney?" 

He called out to her twice, snapping her out of her daze. Her cheeks seemed to flush slightly, or maybe it was just the glow of the sunset.

"Luca, you're really pretty!"

Britney looked up at him, admiring his face under the sunset—his forehead, brow, cheekbones, and jawline, all finely chiseled like a Renaissance sculpture, but with a softer, more graceful edge.

His black eyes, deep like the night sky, were warmer and more tender than any darkness.

And those lips—arguably the most sensual lips on any man in the world.

Britney unconsciously licked her lips and took a deep breath. What a gorgeous man.

"Pretty? Britney, is that a compliment?" 

Luca asked with a helpless smile.

"Of course, you're very pretty."

Britney insisted on using that word to describe him.

Luca shrugged, "Alright, thanks for the compliment, Britney. You said you had a question?"

"A question?"

Britney seemed to have forgotten for a moment. She tilted her head in thought, then suddenly clapped her hands. "I remember now!"

She giggled, covering her mouth, her gaze dropping down as she pointed toward his pants. "Luca, earlier when you went to the bathroom during the shoot, it seems like something went missing. Where did it go?"

Luca wiped his forehead as if he was sweating, then spread his hands, "Nothing serious. I just changed into a bigger diaper."

"A bigger diaper?"

Britney froze for a second, then burst out laughing, covering her mouth.

Luca gave a helpless smile. He had to wear one—he'd had so many shots of whiskey that he was about to burst, and needed to be cautious.

"Luca, I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble during the shoot earlier," Britney said, trying to stifle her laughter.

"No, Britney, I found it quite fun. Otherwise, the shoot would have been pretty boring."

"Wow~ You think just like me! I hate following the director's orders—it's so dull. Luca, you really surprised me."

"It's no big deal, Britney. I think a lot of actors feel the same way."

Luca chuckled softly.

Britney shook her head, gazing at him, "Luca, how about a drink?"

She pointed to a customized Mercedes parked not far away. "By the way, are you still wearing that diaper?"

"Uh… of course!"

"Oh, that's great! Can I take a look at your diaper?"

Britney licked her cherry-colored lips, her eyes burning with intensity.

Luca, no stranger to this sort of thing, knew exactly what such an invitation meant.

He hesitated for a moment, then glanced over at Ed, who was waiting by the car.

"Britney, I need to check in with my agent first."

"OK, I'll wait for you!"

As she watched him walk away, Britney's excitement was tinged with a hint of disappointment.

PS: Happy National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival! Hahaha!

(End of Chapter)


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