Falling For The Most Hated Hollywood Girl

. It was small, cramped, and a universe away from the silent luxury of the

e sorting through the sparse belongings, her fingers brushed against a worn shoebox under the bed. Inside, she found a stack of letters, tied with a faded ribbon. The scent of cheap perfume and dried tears rose from the paper. A

choed in her mind. Y

that face, that voice, that unnerving calm. She categorized him as a potenti

orn carpet, closed her eyes,

eams of star-like data flowed around her, coalescing into a t

up the mi

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preme entities, The Sovereign, had chosen to undergo a mortal trial t

to find a partner who could love his soul, not his mortal sh

re would result in an eon of emotional void, potentially dest

ring a routine audit of several trillion soul archives, a subordinate's fili

ficiency, she had clicked '

August Hardy's narrative. A clerical error of cosmic proportio

enance: descend personally, manually edit the narrative, and

d herself. It was the first mistake o

ee-time Oscar winner. Hollywood legend. Inte

dsome, elegant. But the image was... blurry. The details of

el energy field The Sovereign would use to pre

Two: Protect him from premature death. Three: If nece

s a disgraced, eighteen-year-old actress with a reputa

rough Alicia Ruiz's

agent, known for his shrewdness and connec

inal Alicia's reputation: the director Julius Rodgers, th

e insignificant insects should also pay for their falsehoo

w, looking down at the glittering

ame be

s number. She took a breath, preparing to channel the voice and caden

re she'd brought back from the Bentley. It was lying on th

handkerchief

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