Tying the knot with Mr. Perfect

r falling in soft waves down her back. A light lipstick added a touch of color to her lips, and she looked fresh and confide

a sense of excitement and anticipation. This was it, her chance to start anew. Her eyes wandered to the

ips leaving a faint mark on the glossy surface. She gently placed it back on the table, feeling a

as full of possibilities, and Jojo was determined to seize them all. She walked out into the bright sun

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day's shoot. Jojo walked through the chaos, greeting some of the familiar faces, but receiving only a few responses. Some

usily applying a light coat of foundation and powder to her skin. "Good morning, Binnie

re, Jojo," she said, her voice neutral, neither warm nor cold. Jojo sensed a hint of distance in Binnie's tone, but s

Binnie into the character she was playing. Jojo watched for a moment, fascinated by the process, before turni

ing story of Sarah, a young woman who sought revenge against the wealthy family responsible for her family's brutal murder. With a new identity,

ly the high-risk stunts that left Binnie hesitant. That's where Jojo came in – a skilled double and stuntwoman who stepped in to perform the most perilous sce

articular scene, Jojo would step in and act on her behalf. She also served as a stand-in during f

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with defiance, as she struggled against the ropes that bound her wrists.

her hair, pulling her head back. "Yes, I'll get away with this, just l

. "You scumbag, I'm going to kill you!" she snarled, her voice low and menacing.

e, concern etched on their faces. "Is there a problem,

oshoot tomorrow, and I can't get hit in the face. Let my doubl

amaged," he said, turning to the villain, who looked disappointed but not surprised.

distance, quickly rushed over. "Her

u'll act this scene instead of Binnie." Jojo nodded

's voice echoed through the set, a signal

face, her eyes blazing with fury. "You scumbag, I'm goi

ss the face, the sound of the impact echoing through the set

firm. The camera stopped rolling, and the

, her voice laced with a hint of manipulation. "You know it's the last scene, so we have to evoke such sympathy and emotion from the viewers. I

ful. "Of course," he agreed, turning to Joj

eks flaming red from the repeated blows. The Director and Binnie seemed insatiable, demanding take after take, their cruelty unrelenting. T

r eyes gleaming with a malevolent intensity as she watched Jojo's face contort in pain. The slaps

ain breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes softening as he gazed at Jojo's battered face

male lead, Sarah's love interest, rushed to her side, and Binnie's expression softened, her eyes fluttering closed as she fell unconscious into his arms. T

critical acclaim. Jojo watched with a mixture of disgust and resentment, her eyes scanning the crowd of admirers. Not a single person

he spot where the villain's hand had made contact. "That hurts," she muttere

ill fawning over Binnie. As she walked away from the set, Jojo couldn't help but feel a sense of injustice. She was the one who had suffe