Author: | L. Grubb | ISBN: | 9781386370970 |
Publisher: | L. Grubb | Publication: | January 18, 2019 |
Imprint: | Language: | English |
Author: | L. Grubb |
ISBN: | 9781386370970 |
Publisher: | L. Grubb |
Publication: | January 18, 2019 |
Imprint: | |
Language: | English |
Acting is my life but cocaine is my salvation.
My name is Mya Fritz and I'm Hollywood Royalty, Oscar winner, best actress of 2018. But I'm a fucking wreck, though on the outside I act like I own the world.
I've not always been this way, I swear it. But after a relationship to another Hollywood big wig, I've been left reeling. He has power over me that no one else has. He has something that could ruin everything I've worked my ass off for. And I have no doubt that Finn Thimble will fucking annihilate me. There's nothing I can do to stop him getting revenge if I ever talk about what he put me through. This secret that only we know about, a secret so big that my fucking family would be ashamed of me over, is the one reason I turned to drugs. Drugs help me breathe, they help me focus. Hell, they fucking do everything to stop me from ending my own miserable existence. I know I should be grateful for what I have, and I am, but it's hard to stay at the top when an epic thunder cloud looms over your head.
I have no one in my corner and that's because no one knows. And it needs to stay that way. Especially as my growing feelings for Hollywood Actor Levi Jameson is on the line. I promised I'd never involve myself with another actor, but here I am again, falling for someone I shouldn't. Levi is the opposite of Finn; gentle, kind and fucking delicious. I mean, have you seen his dimples? Swoon.
But our budding friendship is built on lies. I know this; he doesn't. He doesn't know the real reason I'm pulling back from him. And if I tell him? Finn will know, he'll then make sure the world knows our dirty secret.
Can I move forward and be happy? Could I ever have a relationship with someone as prominent and handsome as Levi Jameson; the Hollywood heart throb? Time will tell but fuck, this isn't going to be pretty.
All I can do is hope and pray. Hope that cocaine keeps me from talking. Hope that If the truth ever comes out that I can pick myself up and carry on… with or without Levi. Wish me fucking luck.
Acting is my life but cocaine is my salvation.
My name is Mya Fritz and I'm Hollywood Royalty, Oscar winner, best actress of 2018. But I'm a fucking wreck, though on the outside I act like I own the world.
I've not always been this way, I swear it. But after a relationship to another Hollywood big wig, I've been left reeling. He has power over me that no one else has. He has something that could ruin everything I've worked my ass off for. And I have no doubt that Finn Thimble will fucking annihilate me. There's nothing I can do to stop him getting revenge if I ever talk about what he put me through. This secret that only we know about, a secret so big that my fucking family would be ashamed of me over, is the one reason I turned to drugs. Drugs help me breathe, they help me focus. Hell, they fucking do everything to stop me from ending my own miserable existence. I know I should be grateful for what I have, and I am, but it's hard to stay at the top when an epic thunder cloud looms over your head.
I have no one in my corner and that's because no one knows. And it needs to stay that way. Especially as my growing feelings for Hollywood Actor Levi Jameson is on the line. I promised I'd never involve myself with another actor, but here I am again, falling for someone I shouldn't. Levi is the opposite of Finn; gentle, kind and fucking delicious. I mean, have you seen his dimples? Swoon.
But our budding friendship is built on lies. I know this; he doesn't. He doesn't know the real reason I'm pulling back from him. And if I tell him? Finn will know, he'll then make sure the world knows our dirty secret.
Can I move forward and be happy? Could I ever have a relationship with someone as prominent and handsome as Levi Jameson; the Hollywood heart throb? Time will tell but fuck, this isn't going to be pretty.
All I can do is hope and pray. Hope that cocaine keeps me from talking. Hope that If the truth ever comes out that I can pick myself up and carry on… with or without Levi. Wish me fucking luck.