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"I’m sorry, baby. So sorry for what I put you through."
She stills then turns her face to stare at my chest.
"When I’m around you, I don’t think straight. And when I’m away from you, I'm so preoccupied by thoughts of you, I don’t think straight anyway."
She smiles slightly, which is a plus, eh?
"I know you don’t want to be with me anymore."
She scoffs.
"That possibly you don’t trust me anymore."
"Whatever gave you that idea, I wonder?"
"That you don’t believe me when I say being together is exactly what we both need at this stage."
She holds up a hand. "You can’t charm me into wanting a relationship with you."
"I agree."
She blinks. "You do?"
I nod. "It’s why I’m proposing that we pretend we’re together."
"Eh?" She peers up at me. "So, we—"
"Are seen together. Which will affect an instant boost to both our profiles. Meanwhile, you accept the role in my film, and the publicity from our joint sightings is going to give us both the hit we need."
"The hit you need, you mean?" She scowls.
"The one that’s going to give you the money you need to launch your own music label."
She purses her lips. "This is an insane scheme. Besides, I have a boyfriend."
"Finn’s your security detail. Also, he’s interested in men."
She flushes.
I curl my lips. "Nice try, though."
"Did it make you jealous?"
"What do you think?"
"I think you were shocked to realize I have options."
I lower my hand and curl my fingers into fists.Your only option is to prostrate yourself on the floor. Back toward me, butt in the air, part your arse cheeks and take everything I give you. Your only option is to bend for me. To become my willing slave. The sweet pussy that I’ll bury myself in whenever I want, and you’ll receive every drop of my cum and be happy about it.
I draw in a breath, another, and force my heartbeat to slow down. To disperse the adrenaline that threatens to overwhelm my blood flow.
"Your option, if you don’t accept my proposal, is to spend years trying to find your way back into the mainstream."
She stiffens. A myriad of expressions flits across her features. First shock, then hurt, followed by that familiar jut of her chin, which tells me she’s going to be stubborn about sticking to her position on this. How I fucking love her obstinacy. How I wish she’d give in this once?
She tosses her head. "Maybe I don’t want the kind of popularity I enjoyed. Maybe I’m happy doing this slowly, at my own pace."
"And risk being forgotten by your own fans?"
