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However, Charlize Theron winning the Oscar shows that she does have some acting skills. Once she got serious, she quickly regained her focus and didn't affect the filming schedule.

But tonight, she didn't dare invite Wayne over to her place for a drink again. Even if Naomi Watts helped divert some attention, she knew she couldn't handle it.

After wrapping up early, Wayne went to Annie's place.

Wayne couldn't take his eyes off of Annie as she moved gracefully through her yoga routine at the park. Her toned body stretched and contorted in ways that made his heart race. He had to have her.

After what felt like hours of mustering up the courage, Wayne finally approached Annie. "Hi, I'm Wayne. I couldn't help but notice how incredible you look in those yoga poses. Mind if I join you sometime?"

Annie looked at Wayne, sizing him up. "Sure, why not. I could use a good workout partner. But don't get any funny ideas, I'm not that kind of girl."

Wayne chuckled, "Oh, I assure you, I have nothing but respect for your yoga skills."

Annie led Wayne through a series of poses, each one more challenging than the last. Wayne was determined to keep up, but he couldn't help but notice how Annie's body moved as she stretched and contorted. Her breasts bounced gently in her sports bra, and her shorts rode up, revealing the curve of her ass. Wayne felt his cock growing harder by the second.

As they moved into the more advanced poses, Annie suggested they try some partner poses. Wayne eagerly agreed, excited at the prospect of being so close to her. They started with a simple back-to-back pose, but as they moved deeper into the pose, Wayne felt Annie's ass pressing against his cock. He couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

Annie looked over her shoulder at Wayne, a sly smile on her face. "Did I hurt you?" she asked.

Wayne shook his head, "No, not at all. It just feels...nice."

Annie chuckled, "Well, if you're enjoying that, you're going to love this."

She moved into a downward dog position, with her ass high in the air. Wayne couldn't help but stare, his cock throbbing in his pants. Annie looked back at him and beckoned him closer.

Wayne moved in behind her, his cock pressing against her ass through his pants. He reached out and placed his hands on her hips, pulling her back towards him. Annie let out a soft moan as she felt his cock pressing against her.

Wayne started to grind his hips, rubbing his cock against Annie's ass. She pushed back against him, encouraging him. He reached up and pulled her sports bra down, revealing her perky breasts. He cupped them in his hands, teasing her nipples between his fingers.

Annie let out a loud moan as Wayne continued to grind against her. She reached back and unbuttoned his pants, freeing his cock. She wrapped her hand around it, stroking it gently. Wayne let out a loud moan as he felt her hand on his cock.

Annie turned around and dropped to her knees, taking Wayne's cock in her mouth. She sucked and licked it, teasing the tip with her tongue. Wayne let out a loud moan as he felt her mouth on his cock.

Annie stood up and turned around, bending over in front of him. Wayne didn't need any more encouragement. He moved forward and entered her from behind. She let out a loud moan as he filled her up.

Wayne started to thrust, harder and faster. Annie pushed back against him, meeting him stroke for stroke. They moved together in a rhythm, their bodies slapping together. Wayne reached around and teased Annie's clit, making her moan louder.

Annie let out a loud moan as she felt herself getting close. Wayne could feel her pussy tightening around his cock. He thrust harder and faster, pushing her over the edge. She let out a loud moan as she came, her body shaking with pleasure.

Wayne couldn't hold back any longer. He felt himself getting close, his balls tightening. He thrust harder and faster, pushing himself over the edge. He let out a loud moan as he came, filling Annie up with his cum.

Annie stood up, turning around to face Wayne. She looked at him, a sly smile on her face. "Well, I guess you're not such a bad workout partner after all."

Fast forward a few weeks, and Wayne and Annie were practically inseparable. Their yoga sessions had turned into something more, with Wayne's hands lingering on Annie's body just a little longer than necessary.

One day, as they lay in savasana, Wayne couldn't resist any longer. He leaned in and kissed Annie, who responded eagerly. Their yoga mats were soon forgotten as they tore each other's clothes off.

"Fuck, you're so hot," Wayne growled as he trailed kisses down Annie's neck.

"Mmm, I want you inside me," Annie moaned, pulling Wayne on top of her.

Wayne entered Annie with a groan, their bodies moving in sync as they found their rhythm. "Yes, just like that. Harder," Annie demanded.

Wayne obliged, pounding into Annie as she cried out in pleasure. He could feel her getting close, her pussy clenching around him.

"I'm gonna cum," Annie gasped, her nails digging into Wayne's back.

"Cum for me, baby," Wayne urged, his thrusts becoming erratic.

Annie let out a keening wail as she came, her pussy flooding with wetness. Wayne couldn't hold back any longer, his own release triggered by Annie's orgasm.

He pulled out, his cum spilling onto Annie's stomach. Without a moment's hesitation, Wayne leaned down and licked up his own release, his eyes never leaving Annie's.

"Squirt on face," Annie demanded, her voice hoarse from her screams of pleasure.

Wayne didn't hesitate, his fingers finding her clit and rubbing in circles. Annie's eyes rolled back in her head as she came again, this time squirting all over Wayne's face.

"Fuck, that was hot," Wayne groaned, collapsing next to Annie.

 In two hours, he successfully convinced Annie, who had been anxious all day because she hadn't received any text replies, to rent a single-family house in the Roxbury neighborhood, just a 15-minute drive from Wayne Manor.

"Sweetheart, think about it. With my help, you'll become a big star in no time. If the paparazzi catch you living with Jessie at my place, even though I wouldn't care, it could impact your reputation."

"Then why doesn't that bitch Jessica live in a regular house while I get to live in Wayne Manor?" the young Annie couldn't help but think.

Of course, she only dared to think such things; she definitely wouldn't be foolish enough to say them out loud.

Wayne hadn't sent her a single message all day.

This made her realize her position during her anxious wait.

With Jessica Alba and Mia as his girlfriends, she wasn't indispensable to Wayne.

"Okay, sweetheart, I'll listen to whatever you say!" Annie snuggled in Wayne's arms, speaking softly and sweetly.

But deep down, her determination only grew stronger.

She didn't think she was less attractive than Jessica. Her acting skills might even be better, and she was a year younger than Jessica. So why should she lose to her?

Wayne didn't stay at Annie's place that night. After she fell asleep, he checked the time and saw it was only a little past ten. So, he drove back to Wayne Manor.

The next day, when Annie woke up around noon, she saw the empty space beside her and became even more determined—one day, she would live in Wayne Manor, too!

It wasn't an impossible goal, but it wasn't exactly easy either.

Hanna, his assistant and bodyguard, didn't count. Mia and Jessica were there because Wayne valued them for certain reasons.

Annie soon faced her first temptation.

"What? You got me an audition for a lead role in a movie?!"

Annie, still exhausted and reluctant to get out of bed, practically jumped up when she heard her agent's words over the phone.

Oh my God! What's happening?

Her agent, who had barely contacted her in a year, suddenly called to say she got her an audition for a lead role?!

Even just getting an audition was a big deal!

And with a handsome, wealthy boyfriend like Wayne, Annie felt incredibly lucky.

"What movie? What's the budget? Who's the director? And who's the male lead?" Annie asked excitedly, not even giving her agent time to respond.

"It's a modern take on the 'Ugly Duckling' story, produced by Disney," her agent, Katie, explained.

"The publicly stated budget is $37 million, though it's probably closer to $12 million."

"The director is Garry Marshall, who directed *Pretty Woman* and *Runaway Bride*. You've heard of him, right? He's a master of romance films."

"There's no male lead in this movie, so if you pass the audition, you'll be the absolute star."

Annie's excitement only grew.

A romance film, casting a relatively unknown actress like her? Of course, the budget wasn't really $37 million. Even with distribution costs, it couldn't be that high.

Annie quickly calculated in her head. The $12 million was definitely inflated by her agent, with a large portion likely going to Garry Marshall's salary.

But so what?

This was the lead role in a new film by a well-known romance director!

Even A-list actresses would jump at the chance!

"Why me? I mean, why was I chosen?" Annie asked, trying to contain her excitement.

Katie's next words were like a bucket of cold water, dousing Annie's excitement.

"Garry Marshall is one of CAA's top clients, so we've secured a lot of influence in this project."

"Marshall wants to use fresh faces, so CAA compiled a list of all eligible clients and sent it to him."

"Out of over 500 profiles and photos, he selected seven people, including you. So, you only have a one-in-seven chance of passing the audition."

"If you want to succeed, you'll have to put in the effort."

This was CAA's unique packaging service. If you used their director or big-name stars, they'd try to fill the entire crew with their people.

At its peak in the 90s, this greedy practice angered some of Hollywood's biggest players, leading to a crackdown. But they hadn't given up on packing their actors into as many projects as possible.

Now, all the audition candidates were CAA clients, and it was up to the actors to fight for the roles.

As for how Annie could fight for it, she wasn't naive. She wasn't new to Hollywood and knew what it took.

For an actress like her, what else could she offer besides her body? Acting skills? Even Oscar-winning actors are replaceable!

"What should I do?" Annie asked after a moment of silence, taking a deep breath.

"There's a party tonight at producer Whitney Houston's house. Marshall, along with some Disney executives involved in the project, will be there," Katie said.

Whitney Houston was a woman, and there was no male lead. That was at least a small piece of good news, right?

Annie couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"What about the audition and filming schedule?" she asked.

"The audition is in three days, and shooting will likely begin around the 20th of this month."

Before Katie finished speaking, Annie gasped.

"That soon?! It's already the 11th!"

Katie explained, "The film's preparation started two months ago, and most of the groundwork is already done."

"Marshall just hasn't been satisfied with the female lead. He's looking for someone who seems plain at first glance but exudes a clean, beautiful charm. When she transforms, she must be able to appear as an elegant princess."

"We initially suggested several A-list actresses, but he found them too polished, not 'clean' enough."

"In short, he thinks the established stars can't convincingly play the 'Ugly Duckling' role."

"As he put it, the Ugly Duckling needs to be ordinary enough for her transformation to be spectacular, but she can't be too ordinary. She needs something unique that draws people in."

Annie's expression grew thoughtful.

Katie's words were basically hints.

But Annie was sure that the other six actresses who got auditions received similar tips. After all, Marshall was a CAA client, and there was no way they'd let the lead role slip out of their grasp.

In fact, if CAA hadn't insisted on casting one of their clients as the lead, Marshall might have already found someone from another agency who fit his vision.

But Annie couldn't help feeling frustrated.

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