earlier. Ne

lair sat behind her massive mahogany desk, her posture flawless, her face an unreadable

om one foot to the other. The assistant's face was pale, her

. It had gone live exactly ten minutes a

uff-denying the rumors about him and Kiana Glover, calling her a

t confess that my civilian girlfriend a

ly a whisper. "The PR department

almost imperceptible smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth. It w

" Paige added, her voice trembling.

ir, her expression completely unchanged. She didn't look hurt. She didn't look surprised

air and Alexis were together. It was the worst kind of publ

ow could we end? It was just a misunderstanding

streaming down the windows. A young waiter, wearing a stained apron, b

nadulterated ambition. She had paid off the drunk, slid her c

in every favor, even groveling to her Aunt Joella, to get him the audition that launched his car

. It thought it could bite the hand tha

. There was no heartb

commenting," Blair s

ut that basically confirms he

post," Blair cut her off, her tone sharp enough to c

pine looking at the side of Blair

her personal phone from the desk. The message was fr

eems to have forg

He knew. He knew about the "relationship." He knew about t

stood up, the legs of her chair scraping against the floor, and walked over to the fl

r reflection in the glass looking back at her with st

t a film festival, smiling intimately for the cameras. Without a change in her ex

edar-scented heat of the Los Angeles hotel room and the suffocating weight of the man above her. The ghost of Alexis's cheap ambition was no matc