"Cut—"
As the camera pulled back and blurred, finally completing the last shot, Director Henson's voice came through the loudspeaker.
"David, Leslie... fantastic, absolutely fantastic! You two gave me a surprise, a huge surprise!" Director Henson walked over excitedly.
Fully dressed except for the removed belt for the sake of the shooting, David Redington showed an indifferent expression as he moved away from Leslie Howard.
Before leaving, at an angle where no one could see, he tugged down the black dress suit Leslie Howard was wearing.
Earlier, the two had performed an intimate scene on the office desk, and Leslie's dress had ridden up amidst the action, revealing a large stretch of her snow-white thigh skin.
Falling under David's gaze was fine for him.
But letting it fall under anyone else's gaze was unacceptable.
Leslie felt those dry, slender fingers brush against the side of her thigh, knowing this was David's way of protecting her.
