[Warning: Mature content]

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[2 a.m. - Renner's mansion]

It was 2 a.m.

For someone who spent their time of the day working, the night would be to rest after all the exhausting work. But for Ian Renner, it was something different.

Ian sat on his desk, in front of his computer thinking about numerous things that are yet to come.

On one side of the screen, there were his schedules and deadlines that were upcoming sooner than later.

On the other side of the screen, there was a blank slate of pages that awaited his writing on his next project.

In his mind, he was already planning lots of things to do after John Wick, but when he took his laptop to finally sketch out his ideas, he had so many ideas that he couldn't pick one.

The calendar showed days that were being scheduled to discuss the Resident Evil game, and he knew that choosing the next project would be one of the end gaming plans that he had to win over Goofy's position in the industry.

The last game he had in mind was Star Wars.

Opening his drawer, he took out the Star Wars script.

'Star Wars will literally change the entire history of Hollywood, and with that, I'd be written in gold…' Ian thought, laughed to himself, and put the paper back in his drawer.

There were a lot of things that he wanted to film. And in one of those goals, he wanted to create his own movies and series without the aid of his memory library considering he himself had so many ideas.

'Urgh… Why is it so hard?!'

Ian got up from his chair and walked back to his bed.

His elbows were on his knees and he was holding his head because he was feeling as if a headache was about to burst his head.

'Fuck!' he cussed to himself as he felt the pain going from his head to his back.

Suddenly, his memory library opened involuntarily, and the next thing he knew was that there was a movie he had loved so much that he wanted to remake for some time, and now, he realised that it was his chance.

'Yes yes yes! Thank you!' he thanked his memory and jumped up where he was.

Walking towards his study table, he saw the blank page, and immediately, he was aware of what was about to come to the studio—and that was something great.

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[Renner Studio - CA]

"Sir, Mr. Derrick Winstone is here."

Ian looked at Murphy who looked at him back.

A brief moment passed while the wheels of Ian's head turned quickly. It was the producer of Lucifer. LeoTv productions have consecutively done Lucifer for two years, and now they are preparing for the third season.

With that, Chad, who was not a very well-known actor, now had his entire reputation changed in the industry. He was known for his charismatic personality, and people admired him for his appearance as Lucifer.

Among the top 100 A-listed actors who had won several awards for the best series of the year, Chad had the opportunity to win last year, which made the producers quicken their decision with the next series.

"Tell him to come in, thanks."

In less than two minutes, Derrick walked in, wearing his polite smile.

The pair shook hands and sat in front of each other.

"Good to see you after a long time, Ian."

"Ah yes, after you called me, I went back to write the next season. And it took me less than the time I had imagined, but all in all, the writing went great."

A visible smile appeared on his face. "Now that's the type of news I was looking for. Thank you. When can we expect the scripts?"

"In a week. I've to add the final touches to the first draft I sent, which is basically incomplete, but after the necessary edits are done, the script will be by your desk. No worries."

Derrick smiled and nodded.

"So, Ian…"

He leaned forward as if to say something important. Ian nodded at his behaviour.

"Yeah?"

"I have got a request."

Ian raised his eyebrows in question. There was nothing he had expected Derrick to come up with. LeoTv has had a serious down-rating considering the main series of Lucifer was having some problems. But apart from that, there were multiple good movies and series that kept the OTT platform going.

"Yeah?" Ian asked back with much curiosity.

"Well, Ian. I know you probably might have thought about this, or not. But-"

"Please, get to the matter."

"Lin Parker, one of the most talented directors in our studio. He's making his fiftieth movie, and he wants you to play the lead. What do you say?"

The question made all of Ian's worries go away. It was because of how strong of an opinion he had that it was about the contract.

"I'll think about it."

"Really?" Derrick asked again.

"Yes, really."

"Thank you so much. I'll be expecting the script soon."

Ian smiled and stood up, as Derrick walked out of his office.

The acting request wasn't the first one he had gotten in a year. After his interview where the reporter asked about his plans for acting as he has been in the industry as a director for too long, the talk went around among many directors.

The majority wanted him to play the lead, and the others wanted him to start his acting career as a villain. Nevertheless, from time to time, Ian had to give a firm 'NO' as the answer.

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[9 pm - Renner's mansion]

After days and days of Ian being busy and not having time with Rae. Finally, they both were in his bedroom.

After an intense talk between the couple when they both were ready to go home, things sorted out. With the promise Ian gave saying that he'd use his words more often and that she'd try to give the space Ian needs, they were finally horny and ready to devour each other.

Now? Now Ian was on his knees in front of his own bed, inside his bedroom, and far away from Valerine—maybe remembering Valerine is not what he wanted now. His girlfriend was perched on the bed, leaning back on her elbows as her knees were spread as wide as she could manage. Her skirt was shoved up around her waist and her underwear was in his pocket, just in case.

He was eating her out, listening to the wonderful sounds she made, feeling the way her muscles flexed under his hands. If he glanced up, he knew he'd see the way her chest would shift and heave as she willed her body to hold off against the impending wave of her orgasm.

She let out a stuttered gasp and he found himself surprised she was that close already but rolled with it. Some nights she was just easier to tip over.

A fresh pulse of juices flooded his way and he looked up, always eager to see her enjoying his ministrations. Her head was tossed to the side, her chest rising and falling in short, eager bursts, but her eyes were fixed beyond him instead of at him, he doubled down, bringing her to a screaming conclusion.

Standing, he kissed his way across her stomach before straightening and working his pants loose, pushing them down just enough to line himself up.

Her eyes finally met his. "Please, Ian."

He didn't question it, nor the way her eyes kept drifting away. The way his name rolled out of her tongue—Ian couldn't help anymore longer.

The boner that was visible against his briefs brought her to the edge once again. The wetness pooled in between her bare thighs, and Ian couldn't help but notice how she was flushed even though it was dark.

The way he knew she was flushed was by how the moonlight came through the windows, and her pale body was turning red under him.

He took a moment to stare at the lady in front of him. The picture was captured in his brain as he took a step forward.

"Fucking sexy," he muttered while she smirked.

The shyness drifted away slowly, as she came down from her high.

Ian didn't let her take a break, as he took his manhood out from his briefs, and pushed it all the way in.

"Just like that, baby."

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A/N; I kind of pushed back the Star Wars directing idea considering I feel that Ian is not there yet. He still needs to acquire an OTT platform along with so many other things. For me personally, Star Wars deserves a special arc in this fic, so, I’m going to build the hype for it.

And it would be much better if he had at least 10-15 successful movies, including one of his own. But don’t worry, Star Wars is the franchise that’d confirm his position in Hollywood. Let’s all experience this wonderful journey!