One month later :
I don't know what Hercules said to his father and how he convinced his family to go back to the USA? But from the last one month, he made my life living hell.
"Fireball......" I hit my head, now what the f**k he wants from me... I throw my clothes on the bed and walked out of the room.
Hercules is standing near the oven and is cooking something in it. He gestured for me to come closer to him and I followed his demand as I want to go on the set. Only me and my God know how much I tried to persuade Hercules to let me go on set.
I stand a little away from Hercules but he wrapped his dirty arm around my waist and pulled me close to his naked chest.
"You're not wearing your clothes again..." I said to Hercules as he's still wearing his last night's shorts.
"I made
