Before He Kills Me {Before he kills her, he'll love her}
Breaking Records
Breaking Records
Mar 24, 2025
Vanessa's gaze lingered on Meesha's face, envy simmering beneath her confident exterior. If only she had Meesha's face, her perfect features, and her effortless elegance. The thought was a bitter pill to swallow.
Just then, Julian Saint Clair interrupted, approaching the tense scene with a warm smile. "Shall we begin the shoot?" he asked, his voice a welcome respite from the tension.
Vanessa turned to Julian, her smile radiant, a perfect mask that hid her true feelings. "Let's show the world what real beauty looks like," she said, her voice filled with confidence.
Meesha nodded, her gentle smile still in place, a testament to her professionalism. The stage was set for a fiery clash between Ice and Fire, a battle that would only end when the cameras stopped rolling.
After the 30-second advertisement video shoot, the crew gathered around the monitor to review the footage. Julian Saint Clair smiled, anticipating the final result. "Let's see the magic," Julian said, nodding to the editor.
The screen flickered to life, showcasing the advertisement. Vanessa and Meesha appeared, embodying Fire and Ice.
[Advertisement Video]
The camera panned over a dark, misty landscape, the air thick with anticipation. A river of flames and ice sliced through the terrain, a striking visual representation of the contrasting elements. Vanessa emerged from the shadows, her stunning red gown blazing like a wildfire against the fiery backdrop. The fabric hugged her curves, accentuating her bold features and fiery personality.
On the opposite side of the river, Meesha appeared, her icy beauty shining like a beacon amidst swirling snowflakes. Her delicate features and crystal-clear gaze seemed almost ethereal, as if she were a creature from a winter wonderland. The camera zoomed in, capturing the intensity of the moment as Vanessa's smoky eyes locked onto Meesha's gaze. The tension between Fire and Ice crackled, the air vibrating with anticipation.
The scene shifted, and the two women stood facing each other, their bodies inches apart. Vanessa's flames danced, casting a warm glow on her skin, while Meesha's icy aura shimmered, her skin radiating a gentle, cool essence. The contrast between them was striking, their differences a perfect harmony of opposites.
Suddenly, they turned, backing each other, and leaned against one another, a symbol of contrasting harmony. A stunning visual effect divided them: flames licked at Vanessa's side, while ice crystals formed on Meesha's. Yet, they remained entwined, their bodies a perfect blend of Fire and Ice.
The screen faded to black as the perfume's logo and tagline appeared: "Fire&Ice: Opposites Attract."
The crew erupted into applause, mesmerized by the captivating advertisement.
"This is perfect!" Julian exclaimed, beaming with pride. "The contrast between Fire and Ice is stunning."
However, most crew members praised Meesha's ethereal beauty. "Meesha, your ice queen presence stole the show!" someone said. "Yes, Meesha's elegance is unmatched," another crew member agreed.
Meesha smiled, her eyes glinting with vengeance. "But don't forget Vanessa. She also embodied Fire perfectly." Her voice was laced with a hint of sarcasm, but her expression remained serene.
Vanessa's fists clenched, her jealousy hidden beneath her smile.
Julian approached, a thoughtful expression on his face. "I think we've found her perfume bottle and box image – that final moment, with Fire and Ice leaning against each other."
The crew nodded in agreement.
Vanessa's gaze locked onto Meesha, her eyes flashing with resentment. She walked away, her heels clicking on the floor, as the crew continued to praise Meesha.
Soon, Kira returned and praised Meesha's ice embodiment the moment she saw her. After she watched the video, she couldn't help but gasp, "Meesha, you're so beautiful. You look amazing in the video."
"I know, right?" Sophia agreed. "Your ice queen vibe is everything."
Julian nodded, his eyes shining with approval. "You two did fantastic, but Meesha, your elegance really stood out."
As the crew dispersed, Meesha smiled, basking in the warm praise that enveloped her like a gentle hug.
Hours later, Jurah's official Instagram account posted the Fire&Ice advertisement video, and the comments section erupted like a wildfire. Fans and admirers alike couldn't get enough of Meesha's breathtaking beauty, and their comments poured in like a tidal wave.
"Wow, the woman as Ice is so beautiful!"
"I've never seen anyone as beautiful as this in my entire life!"
"Who is she? I want to marry her!"
"I'll surely buy the perfume because of her face."
"Me too!"
"I've made twenty preorders already. I'm not a fan of perfumes, I just want them so I can peel the labels off and paste her face all over my room."
"Isn't she Meesha? The supermodel?"
"Yes, she's Meesha. Our Meesha is the perfect embodiment of ice."
"Don't forget our Vanessa, she also slayed the fire role."
"Yes, but I like Meesha better. She's extraordinary."
"No, Vanessa is more beautiful than Meesha."
"No, Meesha is more beautiful!"
The comments continued to pour in, each one more effusive than the last. Meesha's beauty had clearly made a lasting impact on the viewers, and they couldn't get enough of her.
The comments section descended into fan fights, with #TeamMeesha and #TeamVanessa battling for supremacy.
"Meesha's eyes are mesmerizing!"
"Vanessa's fire is unbeatable!"
"Meesha's ice queen vibe is iconic!"
"Vanessa's passion is contagious!"
As the debate raged on, Meesha's phone blew up with notifications. Kira smiled, showing her the Instagram post. "You're trending, Meesha!" she exclaimed.
Meesha laughed with satisfaction, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "This is crazy," she said, shaking her head in wonder.
Julian smiled, pleased with the advertisement's impact. "Fire&Ice is going to break records," he predicted, his eyes shining with confidence.
Supermodel Meesha Dasilva awaits the return of a handsome, cold-hearted Lycan she had fallen madly in love with. Dating and love had become meaningless to her, as she waited patiently for him.
He finally returned in an unexpected visit, but with a sole mission. His mission: Kill Meesha before the night of the full moon.
Having already gained her trust, all that was left was to carry out the deed.
However, he found himself falling deeply in love with her, forgetting his mission and unable to bring himself to kill her.
Now, his mission has changed: Kill anyone who tries to hurt Meesha.
"Please, forgive me. Please. I shouldn't have hurt Meesha, I should have known better than to cross your path." The leader begged, his voice trembling with fear.
"Don't you know the saying? 'A snake that dares to strike a lion's cub must be prepared to face the lion's wrath," he said, his voice dripping with venom.
Despite his protectiveness towards Meesha, there's still one thing he can't ignore. Even if he doesn't want to kill her, on the night of the full moon, his instincts will definitely take over, and he'll be driven by a singular desire: to kill Meesha.
Will their love survive the full moon, or will his instincts tear them apart?
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