Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother-Chapter 383: I Am Not A Pornstar

Briena hurried out of the movie screening before others could catch up with her. The movie was over, and everyone would be coming out at any moment. She didn’t want to face the reporters still standing outside the venue—some of whom had been watching the film in a separate screen reserved for the press.

"Ana, do something," Briena said as she rushed toward the exit. "Is there any other way to leave this place?"

"We can go through the back exit. I’m sure no one’s there except security," Ana replied, pulling out her phone. "I’m calling the driver to come to the back gate."

Both of them rushed toward the back exit, choosing to take the stairs, as that route was less likely to be crowded. When they reached outside, they spotted the car waiting—but to their dismay, there were fans present. The moment the fans saw Briena, they rushed toward her, trying to take pictures and ask for autographs.

The fans had no idea what horror their favorite star was running away from.

Briena quickly collected herself, forcing a smile as she waved at them. She couldn’t let anyone see the shame she felt after watching herself on screen.

Security stepped in to hold back the fans as Briena slipped into the car. Still, many of them had already taken pictures and videos of her. It was obvious she was trying to escape—like someone scared, or even broken.

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The movie was a hit, and everyone congratulated the main stars. As expected, it was set to become another period blockbuster from NovaFrame. But while the film’s success was celebrated, it came at the cost of Briena’s image—and possibly her entire career.

The Fords and Browns exited their screening halls, their expressions sullen. Amelia and Irene spotted Clara and Jay Ford, and their faces turned even more bitter. Neither mother nor daughter spoke to Clara, choosing instead to leave quickly. They didn’t want to be seen with Briena—if she was still around.

Clara, on the other hand, was deeply worried about her daughter. She turned to Jay. "We need to find Briena. I have to ask her why she would take on such a role."

Jay, clearly furious, glared at her. "What’s there to ask now? The deed is done. Your daughter and her mother are truly disappointing." With that, Jay walked off, leaving Clara behind.

Clara was about to follow Jay when two women approached her—both from wealthy families and familiar with Clara.

"Clara, your daughter was amazing," one woman said.

"I didn’t know your daughter was so talented," the other added.

Clara forced a smile, trying to hide her embarrassment. "She just followed what the directors asked of her. She had to do her role the best she could."

"It almost felt so real," the first woman said. "As if they were actually doing it with your daughter. I wonder how they pulled it off."

"We should check out the behind-the-scenes footage to understand it better," the second woman chimed in.

"I have to leave. Jay is waiting for me," Clara said quickly, brushing past them and walking away.

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The reporters were busy interviewing the main stars and discussing how well the movie had turned out. There was no sign of Briena Ford anywhere.

"Take me to the hotel," Briena ordered Ana.

She didn’t want to go back home and face her parents. Thankfully, Sephina Ford hadn’t attended the movie screening, so Briena had until morning to figure out how to explain everything to her grandmother and the rest of the family.

"Contact someone from the movie production and ask them to delete those scenes of mine before the movie is shown everywhere," Briena said, panicked.

Ana tried to reach out, but no one answered her calls. She kept trying until Dwen finally picked up.

"Mr. Dwen, we have to make changes to Briena’s role. We need to cut those explicit scenes," Ana said, putting the phone on speaker.

Dwen replied, "Ms. Ana, that’s not possible. All post-production work is completed, and everything in the movie was kept as per the script and the demands of the plot. The film is already on its way to becoming another blockbuster. Any changes at this point could hurt it. Also, the movie has already been distributed worldwide for screening—we can’t stop that now. It would cause massive losses to the company."

Briena took the phone. "Mr. Dwen, this is not what we agreed on when I signed the movie. You didn’t just change the main script—leaving me with nothing but a useless side role—you also added explicit scenes. I never agreed to that."

"Ms. Briena, are you forgetting the final documents you signed?" Dwen asked. "You were informed that we had full rights to determine the extent of your scene exposure and to make any changes to the script as required. You are contractually bound. If you try to back out now, you’ll be liable to pay a hefty penalty—one I doubt you can afford. Also, it’s already too late to do anything." With that, Dwen ended the call.

Briena threw the phone across the car in rage. "They tricked me!" she screamed. "Natalie—I’m going to kill her!"

Briena spent the night in the hotel, while Clara and Jay returned home. Not finding Briena there, Clara called her, only for the call to be answered by Ana.

"Where is Briena?" Clara asked.

"Mrs. Ford, she doesn’t want to talk to anyone," Ana replied. "She’s crying, saying the directors and producers deceived her and made her do it. She can’t stop crying. She said it was all Natalie’s doing—that she had control over the movie." ƒreewebɳovel.com

Clara hung up the call, deciding to keep everything from Sephina. The old woman didn’t like watching movies anyway, which came as a relief.

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Amelia and Irene reached home, only to see that Ivan was already there.

"Ivan," Irene called out, "Did you leave because of those disgusting scenes Briena shot?"

Ivan didn’t answer and walked upstairs toward his room.

Amelia called after him, "Ivan, I don’t want you to marry her. I can’t accept a daughter-in-law who the entire world saw almost naked, doing such disgraceful scenes."

Ivan didn’t respond and disappeared upstairs.

"What’s wrong with him?" Irene mumbled. "These days, he’s unusually quiet, like nothing affects him."

"It’s all that bitch Briena’s fault," Amelia said bitterly. "She seduced Ivan and made him break up with Natalie. And now he’s regretting it."

Irene nodded, "Natalie was far better than this bitch. Though she had seduced rich men, she at least didn’t make sure a show. In fact, she is now most respected person out there. We were truly wrong about Natalie to let Briena take her place."

Amelia lumped in the couch. "We were truly blind. We could have just make Natalie divorce whoever she had married, instead of allowing Ivan to get engaged with Briena on their wedding day."

There was no medicine for the late and useless regret.

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The next day, the movie was released across the world—and there was no stopping it. While the film quickly gained attention as a blockbuster, much of the spotlight was focused on Briena’s bold scenes.

Reporters scrambled to track her down for interviews, eager to gather more sensational content—but Briena was nowhere to be found.

Images from the explicit scenes began circulating on social media as fans and critics alike started discussing them.

What Briena feared most had begun to unfold. Her fans were shocked to see her in such roles and expressed their disappointment openly. A large number unfollowed her on social media as a sign of protest. In no time, she lost a significant portion of her following.

Meanwhile, those who weren’t fans—but relished trolling celebrities—jumped at the opportunity. Under various posts, comment sections were flooded with vulgar and degrading remarks:

[She acted better than the actresses in the adult films I watch. They don’t turn me on the way Briena did.]

[Any idea how much she charges for one night?]

[She should move to the adult film industry—she’ll earn more than doing side roles in mainstream movies.]

[She’s more suited for the lead role in an adult movie than as a side character in real cinema.]

[Those scenes looked too real. Did they actually do it? Is there any way to get the uncensored footage? I’m willing to pay.]

Comments asking for uncensored footage multiplied rapidly, and shockingly, people began placing bids—offers that increased by the minute.

Crash!

Briena hurled the tablet, and it smashed into the mirror in her hotel room.

"I am not a porn star!" she screamed, her face twisted with rage. She looked like she had aged overnight. "How dare they talk about me like this?"

"Briena, calm down!" Ana tried to soothe her, but it was useless.

Ana’s phone was flooded with messages and calls from various film production houses—but every role being offered was bold, just like the one in the movie.

Meanwhile, reporters were reaching out non-stop, desperate to land an interview with Briena, but all Ana could do was ignore them.

She had once dreamed of being chased as the manager of a rising star, basking in fame and recognition. But now, Ana felt like she was managing a scandalized adult film actress. People offering roles were asking if Briena would be open to non-censored scenes—and they were willing to pay anything she asked for.

Even famous adult magazines and video producers had reached out, offering massive sums for Briena to do nude photoshoots and adult videos.

Not just Briena—even Ana wanted to hide from the world. She wished she could disappear and cut all ties with everything.

While the other stars—even minor actors—were celebrating the film’s success, basking in fame and glory, Briena was in hiding. She didn’t want this fame anymore.

Fame!

The only thing Briena had ever truly wanted...Now, she wanted nothing to do with it.