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The Celebrity playboy

The Celebrity playboy

Author: Rcella&L
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Chapter 1 New York

Word Count: 1498    |    Released on: 07/10/2025

A'S

ook the thin walls of

et sliding over the worn carpet. Her favorite group.The Rock Girls was

can hold us, we'll rewrite the norm Step back-watch us lig

ed as she imagined blinding stage lights and roaring crowds. In her head, she was a

in place, sweat dotting her foreh

ugh the music like a cymbal crash. "Turn t

nce feeling almost wrong. "It's Rock

stin appeared in the doorway, a hand on

es. Not the whole block ne

" Tessa eyed the handb

music. Clean up and study, Tessa.

rds out with mock obedience. "And... d

ead with a small sm

ssa stood in the middle of her room

, the room f

the paused so

in tugged

he muttered as she turned on t

LE VILLA |

am sofa, her phone in hand, while C

Caroline said, eyes glued to the

re was instan

spoke up. "Uh... so, Cathryn,

said flatly, as if darin

u're serious?"

the Crimson Kiss concert. I'm gonna

go insane," Sa

d right now," C

top disturbing my e

ne said, heading t

d under her breath as she turn

e's voice carried: "Hardi

yn shot back with

u two still haven't

etter m

e pissing me off,"

classes-we've missed too many. I'm so stressed, and we've got a co

Hardin's in class. I don't care about learning

u know he's a playboy-and he doesn't res

not letting any girl near him. He's mine. Mi

l laugh. "Is it the

selves at him. But since you

abrina. I'm hot as f*** and Hardin

am," Sabrina

ardin was shirtless, his abs glistening under sta

oking at him," she murmured to herself,

SION - HARD

k. K

on clear in his voice. He was mid-livestream, shirtless, mu

inside without wait

ding the live. "What now? Here to give me

shutting the door behind her. "Graduate. Then take over your fa

ing like her words were background noi

ed, singing songs is a future? You're ruining yourself with thi

e go..." Ha

y. The type who can't resist anyt

e still pay to see me. The band is selling out shows. I'm bui

crashes? When your so-called career ends, and n

ot back, eyes locking on hers. "And l'd ra

he air. Finally, she exhaled, shaking her hea

ing his phone again. "B

without another word, the slam of

e wall, the dull thud echoing through t

light where his phone sat

ed up almos

Missing me

d for a reason,"

. "Alright, alr

his face. "Some bitches to drill. I'm not in the mood for anyt

rdan replied smoothly. "They'll

ed a black leather j

there in

nd headed out without a second glance-leaving the l

CRISTIN'S SM

narrow living room when a sudden, sh

instinctively pressin

between her legs. Panic

uttered under her breath, glancing toward

. She'd run out of pads and co

, setting the mop as

y trying to figure out if she had enough

f washing over her when she found a fe

ath

be, she folded it quickly, tucking it into place to keep her jea

pped on her sneakers, snatched her hoodie

TSIDE THE

the gray sky. The air smelled heavy, that damp warning that the rain was comi

on her cheek. Then another. Within seconds, the s

own and quickening her pace. The cramps in

eek black sports car turned the corner. It sped toward he

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