Oh my God! Stop it! Let go of me, you little creep! Someone help! Security!

Aaah! Stop it, Justin! You're hurting me! Someone please help us! This is so wrong!

"Second," I continue, ignoring your comment about illegality, "it won't happen. You think I'm going to let some random person bully me into doing something like that? Absolutely not." My eyes meet yours unflinchingly as I say these words; my resolve is clear.

"Now, I suggest you put that phone away and forget about taking any more pictures of me without my permission," I warn you coldly. "

As soon as your words sink in, a shiver runs down my spine. Anger flares up inside me again, making it difficult to think straight. "Fine," I say through gritted teeth. "Do what you want. But remember this: once you go public with these pictures, there's no taking them back. And I will not stand for anyone trying to intimidate or blackmail me."

With that, I storm out of the trailer and head straight to the set, my mind racing with what to do next.