The world knows Anthony Lee. All the women want him, to feel his sexiness and be his. He isn't just a multimillionaire actor, he has a secret that could threaten his entire career and make him go down the drain and only Clara, a nineteen year old that can barely afford her own rent, knows his secret. will she keep his secret? or will she find herself slowly falling for this god of a man...
Pushing my way through the crowd with Alex tagging shakily behind me, I ensured that we found our way to the front of the arena. It was an open space with people circling around it so there was an empty spot in the middle for the fighters. The crazy sea of heads were already yelling on top of their lungs so I knew that Park just had to be up by now.
"You cunt, this is all your fault! Park is already here!" I shouted so Alex would be able to pick my words out.
"I didn't want to come here anyway." He mumbled, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose.
We managed to get to the front after much pressure and pushing.
There were two masked fighters, Park and another, but the best part was how they were shirtless.
I would recognize my dear Park anywhere. It wasn't just because he seemed to always have a huge budge through his pants - no matter how free those pants were- it was just proof that he had a huge, 'little guy' down there, but his glorious ten pack abs always had me drooling in love. All of that glory had to belong to such a beautiful face. I could picture ocean blue eyes under that mask, perfectly blending with that dirty blonde hair of his, and his red or pink lips that would make my heart die, I just wanted a glimpse of his face.
I wasn't the only one stuck in that web of love, all the girls here only came for Park, some of the boys too...
"I love you Park!" I yelled over the voices that drowned mine.
Alex shook his head at me pathetically, "come on, he doesn't even know you exist. I don't know what you see in this man, you can't tell what he looks like, plus he is into illegal street fighting, so he must be poor. You don't like poor men." Alex reminded me.
I turned to look at him with a smirk, "no, I don't like to fuck poor men. But if they look like Park, yes please!" I hollered.
"Ladies and gentlemen!" A short man in the middle of the fighters yelled into the speakerphone, "hold your horses, the fight is about to begin!"
His words yielded the opposite reaction from the crowd and they went even crazier. The plus sized woman beside me spilled her cup of alcohol on me in her attempt to scream her head off.
"Fuck no, no, no!" I gasped, eyeing the product on my shirt. "Bitch!" I pushed her shoulder aggressively, "look what the hell you did!"
I regretted my action because the frown on her face showed that she didn't like to be touched like that especially by strangers.
"What's your problem bitch?" She snapped and pushed me even harder.
With a shriek, I lost my balance and leaned forward... with uncontrolled steps, I landed in the center because I was already in the front row and there was no line separating the crowd from the fighters. I stopped flat against Park's hard chest because he was closest to me and the push had come with so much force. I had no idea he was this tall. He caught me in time to maintain my balance and that was when things got worse... I had gripped on to the closest thing my hand could reach and it was his mask, for support and it ripped off his face.
That finally got the crowd to remain silent. Park instinctively bowed his head and pulled me closer to him so he could bury his head against my shoulder.
Loud mumbling filled the open fighting scene as he gripped onto my waist tighter, leaning forward, "don't move." He ordered in a voice that made me shiver. I had never heard him speak until now.
"What are you going to do to me?" I gulped.
For the first time, I was face to face with the world's sexiest man even though he was hiding it against my shoulder.
He retained that position and began to head out of the arena, "be my eyes." He said.
I understood that he didn't want his face to be seen and so I wrapped my arms around his neck as we began to move. "Left." I told him, my heart racing in my cage as I guided him towards the exit. I had no idea what was happening but I was taking it.
We continued towards the exit in that manner and once we got out of view, he lifted his head to look at me.
I stood still in shock.
Anthony Lee was one of the world's most famous actors and he was standing right in front of me.
"Don't move... " he ordered.
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