‘OK, let’s go for it,’ he said, and they shook on it.
So, knowing what busy times lay ahead of him, Robin was determined to make his mini break with Jasmine all the more special.
Felix had had a lot to contemplate too. His mind was a quagmire. Just when the production was making progress – after the cast was selected, scripts handed out and a date set for the start of filming – Anika had thrown a spanner in the works. She’d upped the ante and the nasty texts had now been replaced with phone calls. He’d finally taken Jennifer’s stern advice and blocked her number on his phone. Felix had honestly thought Anika would have grown bored by now and it staggered him how she was behaving. Did she truly not have anything better to do than keep pestering him? The woman was gorgeous (even if a touch unhinged) and could have anyone she wanted. So why not find someone else? It wasn’t as if they’d been deliriously happy in the first place.
The early days had been fun, but that had soon worn off when Felix had witnessed first-hand her vile temper. The trouble was, Anika could switch in a second. One minute she was all smiles for the catwalk and camera, the next a raging diva in the dressing room. Within the industry she was renowned for her tantrums, having reduced young makeup artists to experienced designers to tears with her brand of humiliating annihilation.
At first, Felix had been flattered by the attention the great beauty was showing him. They’d met at a film premier, where he’d played a supporting role. She’d eyed him from the bar at the after-show party and summoned him over. Felix couldn’t believe she’d even noticed him. But notice him she did. In fact, Felix soon became an obsession to her and, as the months rolled on, Anika’s possessiveness was unbearable. She’d watch love scenes he’d starred in and plague him with questions.
‘Were youreallyacting?’ she’d asked with narrowed eyes on more than one occasion.
Felix had well and truly grown tired of her. The model took high maintenance to another level. And it wasn’t just the actresses Anika was jealous of – she’d even had a pop at Jennifer!
‘That woman demands far too much of your time,’ she’d once commented.
Felix didn’t even gratify it with an answer, just shook his head. However, when Anika had had the audacity to criticise his mother, that had been the real turning point. His relationship with his mother was extra close, having lost his dad at an early age. Staring Anika in that beautiful face that had covered many a billboard, he finally spoke his mind.
‘Nobody speaks about my mother like that. We’re over, Anika. It’s not working.’
Her eyes widened, totally shocked by his words.Nobodydumped her.Shedid the dumping.
‘I beg your pardon?’ she replied in a quiet, icy tone.
It didn’t intimidate him. Nor did the explosion which he predicted was about to happen.
‘You heard,’ he answered flatly. ‘I want you out of here, pronto. Your behaviour has been out of line for a long time and I’ve had enough.’
Thankfully, she hadn’t moved into his apartment, so it didn’t take long for her to collect her few possessions dotted around the place. Tears stung her eyes as she turned on him one last time.
‘You are so going to regret this,’ she spat.
He merely held out his hand.
‘Key, please,’ he said.
Anika was outraged. Throwing it at him, she slammed the door behind her.
Felix had never felt such relief. Now though, her final words were haunting him. Not that he regretted ending the relationship, the exact opposite; but her constant baiting he could do without. He wanted her gone, away from his mind, so he could concentrate fully on directing. It also worried him that she still knew his every move. How did she know about his new house? Who was feeding her the information? It was a concern that had taken root and started to grow. He only hoped blocking Anika from his phone would do the trick, but he somehow doubted it.
