Recasting

Logan saw a tall handsome man approaching the receptionist counter.

He was a hunk of beef, with short blonde hair, a double chin, hairy broad chest and that charming looks women dig for in musicians.

"Travis," Yuna said, looking uneasily as he approached her. "What are you doing here?"

"You seemed to forget the director to your movie is close friends with my father. I got a nice info, you'll be shooting a scene in Dubai. I arrived yesterday, hoping to run into you."

Logan stared at Yuna. Her cheerful looks had disappeared, replaced by anger and hate.

"Travis, I don't appreciate you snooping into my business," she said, her voice hard. "It's creepy. I thought I made it clear to you, I'm no longer interested."

Logan spoke up, "Yuna, who's he?"

Yuna forced a smile. "Oh, this is Travis. He and I used to... How do I put it... We used to date."

"He's your ex?" Logan asked.

Yuna looked away. "Yes."

Logan's face darkened. "I see."

Travis frowned at Yuna. "Yuna, I'm hearing things. Is it
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