Sara was on location today, after her previous photoshoots on set a few more advertisements were lined up for her. Her most recent shoots had gained prestige regardless of her previous scandals. The Anderson company projected her in a different light, which promoted a different image and helped make her career a little more stable.

They were at the beach today, shooting for a fitness sports drink. It was supposed to be finished in two days but due to the heavy rains, they had to postpone until the sun came out and it has been a week, and staying at the suite they gave her, no matter how grand was not doing it for her.

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She felt cooped up, so she had been using the gym in the mornings and afternoons to work off her boredom, but still, something was missing, or maybe it was a particular someone.

Blake was very busy these days, she tried calling him to engage him in conversation but the only person talking most of the time was her, so she stopped bothering him and let him go back to work, she had decided since he was busy she would wait for him to call her.

Her spirits were down, after the most recent party she felt that they were getting closer, she was getting more and more attracted to him. Unfortunately, Blake did not bother to call her and it's been several days. "Maybe it was really all for show, I was expecting too much," she thought to herself, "He's confusing me, I thought we were progressing and becoming friends, now we're back to square one."

"No use thinking too much about this," she told herself. She decided to go down to see what the restaurant has to offer today, eating room service food by herself was making her antsy.

When she returned to her room she heard water dripping, so she thought it was just the rain pouring down again, so she sat on the bed, but then she saw that the bathroom light was on and she did not remember leaving it on, she had turned off all the lights in the room.

She had goosebumps on her arm and she decided to make a run for it, this reminded her too much of the time Joaquin had gained entry in her hotel room.

She was on her way out when an arm snaked around her waist. Ready to fight back she had her elbow poised to hit the person behind her, but whoever it was had anticipated her move. She was shaking, thinking that this was going to be her doom.

"Shhh… It's okay, it's just me, don't get scared," A familiar voice whispered in her ear. She relaxed as soon as she heard his voice, leaning her head back into his chest.

"Oh, I'm so glad it's you," she said as she turned around and wrapped her arms around him.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you," he said, rubbing her back. She was still shaken but his touch was keeping her grounded.

"I just wanted to surprise you, so I asked your assistant to give me your room key," Blake said.

"I thought you were busy? I was waiting for you to call me, but you never did," Sara pouted, she was asserting her rights. He gave her a small smile, thinking that she was warming up to him if she was complaining like this.

"I was busy, that's why I couldn't talk on the phone. I wanted to finish my work as soon as possible so I could come and see you and because I know that if I talked to you longer on the phone I might get too excited and reveal my surprise," he said looking at her.

She felt elated with his explanation, if she looked more closely she could see the dark circles under his eyes that showed that he had been working very late into the night.

"Did you have something to eat on the plane?" Sara asked.

"Not much, I don't really like the food they serve on the flights," he said.

"Let me order room service for you then, you must be hungry," she said, taking control.

Blake had missed her so much and we wanted to have her close to him so he could touch her, so he had asked her to sit with him. They made use of the loveseat in the living room and he had placed Sara's legs on his lap as they talked.

Sara had no objections to how close they were seating because she had missed him too and wanted to be as close to him as possible.

They were interrupted only when the food came. Sara had already eaten but Blake did not want to eat alone so they shared his food and fed each other.

When it was time to sleep Blake got up and headed to his room leaving Sara very well rested for the next day. She was relaxed now that he was here.

And just like that, it seemed like everything was working well for Sara, the sun finally showed itself so they started the photoshoot. Blake knew there were no sexy or revealing shots for this ad so he opted to work from his room.

He went to see her around lunchtime just as her shoot was wrapping up. People on the set were suddenly alert when they saw him.

"Have you been waiting for a while?" she asked as she sat next to him.

"I wanted to see your work…," he said, avoiding the question. It did not matter if he had to wait a long time, he had enough patience when it came to her. He would wait for no matter what time she finished.

During the photoshoots, they would always have an audience, fans that have been following Sara for a while, and have learned that she was on site and she would always give them time so she could sign the photographs or journals that they have brought with them.

Some of them left tokens and she took all of them and treasured them. A 15-year-old boy had come up to ask for her autograph but he looked like he was awestruck and couldn't say anything.

So she decided to break the silence by saying hello, gaining the confidence he needed, he said, "Hi Miss Sara, I am your biggest fan, I follow all your advertisements and collect all your pictures."

"Are those flowers for me?" Sara pointed to the flowers in the boy's hand.

"Yes… yes, they're for you," he got so nervous he forgot about the flowers. They were flowers indigenous to the area and it looked like he picked them from a field or someone's yard, but she did not mind, handmade items made for better gifts.

Blake had a stern expression on his face, he knew that he should get used to people admiring and giving her gifts, but he was getting jealous. He did not care if he was just a kid.

The boy looked over at him and got scared. Diffusing the situation Sara asked the boy for a piece of paper so she could give him her autograph, this broke the kid's scared gaze from Blake and he happily handed her a notebook she could sign.

She signed a few more before she went back to sit with him.

"Do you always receive gifts from your fans?" Blake asked as the boy went merrily on his way.

"Most of the time, it's just to show you that they admire and like you. You already know this, people in the entertainment industry get better deals and survive if they have more fans," Sara said.

"I'm not angry, I'm just not used to seeing you with your fans," Blake said, nodding at her. She smiled thinking that at least Blake was trying to control his possessiveness, keeping her career in mind.

"What is your most favorite gift received from a fan?" Blake was curious.

"Hmmm ….," Sara thought for a moment and then answered, "I would say I love all the gifts they give me, but if I have to choose there was someone that gave me these specialized keychains that had my initials on it, this person sent me small cute tokens all the time."

Blake had an unreadable expression on his face. It looked like he was thinking about something very deeply but under the table, he was clenching his fists.

When she looked over she saw his expression and decided to explain, "They are just fans and nothing more. They make my day bright with their gifts but there is nothing more."

He nodded, "I believe you, it must be nice to be adored by your fans." She smiled as she let out a breath.

After lunch, the producer decided they needed to have the forest as their backdrop and they needed to change locations.

Blake decided to stay and accompany Sara, he said he was going to be in her trailer, but because they were too deep in the forest he could not get a signal. He stepped out for a while to make his call and when he came back he met with one of the assistants.

"Hi, Sir! Didn't I just hear you in Sara's trailer?" The assistant asked

"What? I just left to make a phone call. What are you telling me?" Blake said, alarmed.

"I knocked on the door of Sara's trailer and I thought I heard you tell me to go away and not disturb you. It was a male voice and if you are here, then…," said the assistant.

Blake did not wait for him to finish, there was ice in his veins, Sara was in trouble.

By the time he reached the trailer, the door was wide open and no one was there, but he noticed a set of footprints on the ground and he followed them.

Earlier

Sara just finished the shoot and was eager to get to her trailer because Blake was there. "Blake, they just need to check if they got everything before they send us off, they said it would take an hour," Sara said. He had his back to the door, working on his computer it seems when she taps him.

He turns around and she could feel nothing but terror, her nightmares have come to life.

"Joaquin…," Sara whispered as she stepped back. She was paralyzed with fear.