I didn’t come here for love.
I came to start over. To rebuild my career. To keep my distance from the unwanted media.
But then she appeared—A sweet temptation and my new obsession.
So, I watch her. I get to know her—every laugh, every sigh, the way her body curves when she dances in her room when no one is looking. Or at least when she thinks no one is looking.
She has no clue how many nights I’ve burned for her; how many times I’ve imagined her lips parting under mine when she finally begs for...