Kiss Me if You Can N Vol. 2 Ch. 1

The venue was bustling with people from early in the morning. Caran fought each other for good spots, and people gathered outside the long photo line shouted in anticipation for the celebrities who would soon appear.

There have been many cases where Italian luxury brands held collections for the new season, but this ti it was special for another reason. The announcent of a new n’s collection had already raised expectations, and the list of invited celebrities was enormous. Among them, the celebrity who attracted the most attention was an actor who was recently known to be the most expensive actor, but despite his imnse popularity, little was known about his private life. Even the paparazzi, who followed celebrities around like leeches to take secret photos, and the reporters of gossip magazines who persistently dug into any secrets, could not find out about his private life.

The reason is simple. Everyone values ????their own life. Everyone had the desire to get a scoop and make a fortune, but if they couldn’t spend that money, it was aningless. The paparazzi who took nude photos of ‘that actor’ almost died. They barely survived, but they couldn’t get out of bed for the rest of their lives. The actor paid a large amount of compensation to his family through his lawyer and promised to support his dical expenses.

But what does that an? After that incident, those who risked their lives to take photos of that actor disappeared. Sotis, those who were still ignorant of the world or fearless would take risks blinded by money. It was a very rare case, but after a few more cases where they suffered similar fates or ca close to it, now no one even tries. As a result, the only opportunities to take his photos or hear his stories were at official events like this.

“Oh my. The security guards must have had a hard ti.”

When the caraman muttered as he took his seat and prepared to film, the reporter waiting to interview him responded.

“Of course, look at the list today. Everyone must have co prepared.”

“When will they be here?”

Soone else asked. One side asked dryly.

“Who?”

“Who would it be?”

The voice returned with a squeak.

“Chase Miller.”

Just then, the sedan stopped, and cheers erupted from the waiting crowd.

*@Punhap*

Waaaaaa… … .

Josh frowned involuntarily at the sound coming from outside the car, and Henry cursed. Isaac, sitting in the driver’s seat, opened his mouth.

“They’re all gathered.”

“Of course.”

Mark, sitting in the passenger seat, continued.

“Our roles are set, so let’s not overdo it and just do our jobs.”

“Yes.”

“Of course, I won’t do more.”

Henry added one more thing after Josh. Everyone was thinking the sa thing, but they didn't say it out loud.

Due to the schedule that was set during the filming, the security team including Josh's team left a few people on the set to protect Chase and went to the event venue. Seth was among the remaining people. He didn't hide his relief and saw the other mbers off. Henry, who was pushed by fans who rushed at Chase and got in a bad way, stepped on the lottery he had drawn and scread while grabbing his head, but it was already too late.

The number of people lined up outside the car window gradually increased. He couldn't even guess how many people would be gathered at the event venue.

Nothing bad would happen.

Josh was nervous for a different reason than Henry. Of course, no one knew about his relationship with Chase. Pete also didn't know that Chase was his dad. Josh's idea was to make an announcent at an appropriate ti after Chase finished filming. It took so effort to convince Chase, but he agreed anyway.

The problem is that Josh also has a hard ti figuring out the timing. Even while raising Pete, he never thought about marriage. He vaguely thought that he might do it if he t the right person, but he never imagined any concrete plans.

On top of that, the other person was Chase Miller.

First of all, telling everyone he was getting married was difficult. Of course, everyone would be surprised and congratulate him, but the other person was the problem. The mont he revealed that it was Chase Miller, everyone's shocked faces were vivid in front of his eyes. It didn't end there. Mark might have a heart attack because Pete's father was Chase. He wasn't old enough yet, but he was sure to be shocked enough to expect it.

Not only his colleagues, but Emma's reactions would be similar. Pete and his mother's reactions might be a little better. His mother doesn't care about celebrities, so she probably doesn't know how famous Chase Miller is, and Pete might be happy because he likes Chase. Chase was the hero who saved him, and Josh could tell that Pete was head over heels in love with Chase. As evidence, Pete was still clinging to Josh’s leg and furtively stealing glances at Chase’s face right before they broke up.

Bloodlines can’t be fooled, after all.

Feeling a strange sensation, Josh returned his thoughts to reality. He should get to know Pete a little better before revealing that Chase was his dad. When would be a good ti to tell his colleagues? First, to his mother and Emma… … .

“… … .”

He ca to his senses to the faint sound of shouting. There was a huge crowd of people outside the car window. Josh wasn’t the only one who instinctively tensed up. Everyone was on edge, preparing for the situation that was about to unfold.

“Get ready, I’m getting out.”

The others nodded briefly at Mark’s voice. After a mont, the car stopped and the door opened.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

The screams that poured out made his ears montarily deaf. Josh, who was surprised, stopped, and Henry, who was about to follow him, opened his eyes wide. He said sothing with a curse, but no one understood what Henry said. Henry probably couldn't hear what he said either. Could the earphones work properly in this condition? As Josh fixed the earphones again, Mark's voice flowed in at that mont.

[Can you hear? Everyone, be careful.]

Josh nodded, as it was buried in the shouting, but not so much that he couldn't hear. Henry, who was standing next to him, muttered sothing with a tired face, and everyone who knew him assud it was a curse.

He imdiately turned around and saw the leader of the regular security team opening the door of the car Chase was in.

Ah.

Josh could sense Chase's movents with his sense of sll before he could see. Even in this crowd of people, his sweet scent couldn't be hidden. It soon flowed through the air, numbing Josh's senses. For a mont, Josh couldn't sll anything but Chase's scent.

Should I have taken more dicine?

Although he regretted it belatedly, it was already too late. Josh shook his head hard to concentrate. If he made even one mistake in a place with so many people gathered, he would be swept away. Then, an irreversible situation would occur. Didn't you see the fans rushing in like zombies?

Waaaaaaaah… … !

The cheers montarily stunned everyone. It wasn't common to be exposed to such an overwhelming cheer. Not only Josh's team, but even the regular teams were visibly frozen for a mont. And then Chase finally appeared in front of everyone.

When was the last ti he saw that guy?

Josh thought blankly. If another guy had said that, he would have laughed in disbelief. But when it ca to him, he didn't even raise the corners of his mouth.

Chase had left his dyed black hair intact for his role. Most of the ti during filming, he wore an eye patch over one eye and colored contact lenses over the other to hide his purple eyes, but now, except for his hair, he was Chase Miller in everything. On top of that, he was wearing a suit that the designer had specially gifted him, and he couldn’t take his eyes off of him.

At that mont, Chase swept his neatly combed hair back from his forehead with his long fingers. At the sa ti, the cheers grew louder and the bodyguards exchanged quick glances.

Damn it.

Josh thought annoyed even in his dazed state.

I want to lock that bastard up.

He really wanted to kidnap Chase right now and take him to so unknown place and lock him up. He thought it would be nice to put shackles around his neck and make him wait for him all day. Everyone there would think the sa. Josh added regret to that.

Why didn’t I kidnap that bastard and hide him away sooner?

He barely averted his gaze and looked elsewhere. It seed that he could maintain his senses if he didn’t look. If he kept going like this, he would definitely end up a criminal.

Co to your senses, Joshua Bailey.

Josh slapped himself hard on the cheek, annoyed and angry. Isaac opened his eyes wide in surprise at the sight, but Josh pretended not to see him and turned his head away.

There was a set task. Chase would take pictures, answer a few questions from the reporters, and then go inside the venue to take a breather. What would happen after that would be another problem, but if everything went according to the simulation, it would be over sohow. He had also prepared for any accidents that might occur. He just hoped that wouldn’t happen.

Chase walked along the prepared path amidst the cheers. Flashes went off everywhere and reporters kept clicking their shutters. The gathered audience was busy, either screaming or pressing the shutters on their phones.

The reporters lined up started to move busily, competing to get a word in from Chase. As expected, questions about the movie he was currently filming, the fashion he was wearing today, and other trivial and predictable questions followed.

What was different from usual was that Chase, who usually gave short and dry answers or showed his annoyance, was different today. It wasn’t that he was unusually affectionate or talkative, and his indifferent attitude hadn’t changed, but the reporter felt a sense of softening.

He asked a bold question.

“Did you have any special episodes while filming? For example, did you et soone good?”

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In fact, most of these questions didn’t have much aning. The truth of the scandal wasn’t that important, and the public also wanted gossip more than the truth. Chase’s scandal was the sa, and this ti, too, if given a little excuse, everyone was ready to make up stories to their liking.

Chase glanced down at the reporter who was waiting for an opportunity with high expectations. He didn’t deny or confirm anything, just gave a brief glance.

But the cara didn’t miss that mont. His mood suddenly changed with the faintly raised corners of his lips and softly curved eyes. He must have thought of sothing. That alone could have been enough to produce a speculative article, but it didn’t satisfy the reporter’s curiosity. He couldn’t hold it in any longer and opened his mouth to ask another question. However, Chase’s attention had already shifted elsewhere. The reporter followed him and looked, but there were only people screaming and security guards holding them back.

What’s going on?

The bewildered reporter asked the other person with his eyes. The response was not much different from the reporter’s. Everyone expected that he would just look at them without any aning and quickly turn his attention and go inside the venue, but they were wrong. Chase didn’t move and continued to stare in the sa direction.

There’s no way he would pay that much attention to his fans.

Just as he was trying to make his own guess, Chase suddenly moved his body.

“Chase?”

“Mr. Miller!”

“What, why are you doing that?”

There were shouts of confusion here and there, but no one could stop his impulsive actions. At the sa ti, one side of the line collapsed, and Chase suddenly started running. The cheers that followed grew louder and made the minds of the people gathered blank for a mont.

“Josh, stop there!”

Before Isaac could even finish shouting, Josh blocked the people trying to cross the safety line with his body.

“Get out, hurry!”

Soone started taking pictures of Josh’s face among the people who were screaming and reaching out. Since he was wearing dark sunglasses that covered half of his face and he often got his pictures taken like this while working, Josh focused on his work rather than being offended.

In the anti, people were freely taking pictures of Josh with their caras. The shouts here and there were drowned out by the cheers and shouts, making it difficult to hear clearly. Other sounds, buried in the screams and cries, finally reached Josh’s ears as he moved his body chanically.

“Who are you? A new actor? A model?”

“Chase, Chase Miller! I love you!”

“Are you a security guard? Or a perforr?”

“Get out of the way, I can’t see you! Fuck, argh!”

“Let’s take a picture together! Look here!”

“Chase!”

Josh didn’t need to respond, so he ignored them and focused on keeping them from going outside the line.

The situation would improve if Chase got inside quickly.

But the ti they had planned was too long, the reporters’ questions were endless, and the shutters taking Chase’s pictures continued without stopping. There was no need to discuss the theory of relativity. Every second was just too much.

“Oh, whoa!”

As he was struggling to hold back the crowd, he heard an ominous sound behind him. He reflexively turned around and saw Isaac staggering. The security guard helped him, but it was too much. The line would soon collapse and the nightmare would repeat itself.

What about Chase?

Josh reflexively turned his head and an unbelievable situation entered his field of vision. Chase was running toward him.

“I… … .”

Don't co, he tried to shout, but before that, cheers poured into his ears. Then the line collapsed, and the crowd fell on Josh.

"Josh!"

Chase shouted and reached out his hand. Josh pushed the people away urgently and shouted.

"Go, go! I said go in!"

He shouted repeatedly, but his shouts were drowned out by the cheers of the people and did not even reach his ears. Chase grabbed Josh beyond the multiplied number of staff and security guards. The cheers beca louder and the people's madness beca uncontrollable. Soon, the venue turned into a scene of chaos. Inside, Chase was lost in thought and was frantically trying to drag Josh out.