Who

r of fans, the endless waves of applause-all of it fueled him, but it also left him feeling hollow. It was as if

h the walls. Atticus sat in his dressing room, staring at his reflection in the mirror. His deep brown eyes, l

door, grinning ear to ear. "Another one in the books

back when they were just two kids dreaming of making it big. Now, t

nd through his jet-black hair. "But you know,

g about? You're living the dream! Every guy in the world wa

be that's the problem, Jaxon. I'm tired of people wantin

nversations, but he understood Atticus. "Look, you just need a break. After this tour,

deep down he knew that even a vacation could

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illuminated only by the dim glow of his desk lamp. Ivan, the CEO of Laurent Enterprises, a global tech empire, was known for his ruthless business tactics and icy demeanor. His friends o

't felt anything real in years. Sure, he had his circle of business partners and

t was Aiden, his childhood friend and the only

d in that office for days. Let'

he knew Aiden would just keep tex

One

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e, Ivan sat across from Aiden, nursing a glass of whiskey. The music wa

oing to stop pretending to be some emotionless CEO and actually live a little? You're rich, Ivan. Filt

glass. "And you think meeting someone is goin

ry to enjoy yourself. When was the last time you fel

couldn't remember the last time he let anyone close. "I'm not interested in love, Aiden. People have ulter

s new artist in town-Atticus Monroe. Pop star. Huge right now. App

ead. "I don't fo

tomorrow night downtown. You should check it out. Who knows, ma

ncommittal shr

cus's worlds were about to collide in wa

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ng a warm glow over him. His eyes scanned the crowd, but for some reason, he felt a st

unable to shake the feeling that his perfectly