Ruined

When my fifteen minutes of fame came knocking, I didn’t expect it to come in the guise of an arrogant Rock God with a heart of stone. Kai Reed is the embodiment of sex on legs. And I’m a living, breathing Meme. You can find me on Twitter. He’s got the world at his feet. And I’ve got dime store shoes, two sizes too small. A shared viral moment propelled me headfirst into his world. And now my dream to make it on Broadway depends on him. All I have to do is exist in his world for six months. Keep my head down. Stay out of trouble. Keep as far away from him as possible. Easy right? What have I got to lose? Everything it would seem, including my heart.