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By Alisa Anderson
This is a work of fiction. While there may be reference to actual places and events, all the characters in this book are fictitious, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
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For Rena
Young, talented, ambitious. Wild.
Three friends, who struggled for fortune and fame, have finally found themselves thrust into mega-stardom.
What is right if there is no wrong…
For Ty, Lena and Danny, they're about to find out as they cross the boundaries from all things safe to an arena testing love, friendship and loyalty. An arena that's forbidden, taboo…and oh so tempting.
They’re riding hard and fast in a world where sex, money, love and rock & roll are all a game of give & receive, where any wish can be granted if you just ask...
Open, honest and raw, this is a rare glimpse of what happens behind the fortune and the fame, beyond the limelight, past the adulation and acclaim.
Welcome...to the real.
Once upon a time, in a land far, far away…
Well…
Ok.
It isn’t SO far away.
Just sounded really, really epic.
There lived a beautiful ebony, potty-mouthed princess named Lena. She lived in a big beautiful house and had lots of fabulous, beautiful friends.
Lena was successful, well known and had lots and lots of money to play with.
And she really was great with the profanity thing. She could curse like a sailor.
Sailors lined up for lessons.
All in all, life was great.
Even though Lena tended to think of herself first, was a bit self-centered and could be called a shade spoiled…just a shade…not completely self-absorbed like that cow Reese always says…
I digress.
In either case, she was a generous person really.
And had a heart...and an ass…big enough to match her bank account.
She just didn’t like for people to know that she could actually be…
Nice.
Shhhhhh. It can be our secret.
So anyways…
This princess didn’t know it yet, but she was in need of rescue. For although she had money, great friends and fantastic hair…no split ends at all…she was lonely.
Ok. So she wasn’t really lonely.
A lot of times she actually preferred her own company.
She didn’t think anyone was as fascinating as her.
But Lena was in danger.
In danger of never finding true love.
Quite frankly she wasn’t even sure if she wanted it.
Love makes you soft, she reasoned.
Love make you weak.
Two words that didn’t exist in her vocabulary.
So…she decided she was better off not looking for love.
This…dear reader, is the story of how true love and all its quirks, odd twists and turns…found her.
hapter
I
“Reese.”
“What.”
“Why am I here?”
“What?”
“Why am I here?”
“What?”
“
Why am I here
?”
Lena shouted over the blaring music at Reese.
Who finally could understand her.
Her words, that is.
No one really understood Lena.
To try would be like trying to stare directly into the sun.
Not impossible.
Just…dangerously stupid.
Just…not a good idea.
Just…a lot of things.
Reese glanced over at her and sighed.
Rolling her eyes heavenward.
“Because
you
said you wanted to go out tonight and asked me to come with. Oddly enough, I complied. Imagine that.”
“No. I mean why
am
I here. On Earth.”
Lena looked thoughtful, taking a sip of her drink.
Amaretto Sour. Her favorite.
“Clearly to add lines on my face and send me to an early grave.” Reese informed her, scanning Lena’s club, Sadist.
She began to ask her for the hundredth time about that creepy sounding name, thinking better of it.
The sun thing.
“Oh….you. Quit trying to cheer me up.”
Lena patted Reese’s hand distractedly.
Continuing to stare off into the distance.
Her dramatic Scarlett O’Hara pose.
Reese groaned inwardly.
This usually meant trouble.
Worse than usual.
“Lena. What’s wrong?”
Lena gave a heavy sigh, not answering.
Reese tried again in her most patient, I promise I won’t slap you, but I really, really want to kind of tone.
“Lena. Honey. It can’t be that bad.”
Off in the distance, a violin began to play.
Reese pondered if Lena requested it.
And even though they were indoors, a gust of wind lifted one of Lena’s curly tendrils.
Reese watched it, wafting in the breeze.
She looked over.
Tech Guy Tony waved.
The wind machine. Again.
Really.
Really
?
Reese threw up her hands, shaking her head.
“Are we pondering our existence again or did Henry break down and finally leave you?”
Lena sighed, looking glum.
“Both, Reese. I just can’t understand why another one bit the dust so quickly. I really liked this one.”
“Well, let’s see,” Reese began, leaning on the bar. “Perhaps it would be because Henry wasn’t designed for twenty-four hour usage. I mean seriously. What kind of greedy bitch are you?”
She carefully eyed Lena.
“And, even more curiouser…when you walk, does static electricity build in your wake?”
Lena frowned.
Peering down her purple shades at Reese.
She contemplated having security throw her out.
Then reasoned Reese was her business partner.
And vice president of their public relations firm.
It might not do.
“Henry was supposed to come with a lifetime guarantee. And, I will be as greedy as I please. He didn’t mind.”
She paused, looking forlorn.
“Not anymore, though.”
Reese chuckled.
“I would imagine a seven speed vibrating penis wouldn’t mind anything at all. He’s just probably happy to be gainfully employed. Although, I suppose since he’s about to join the island of misfit toys with the rest of your cast offs, maybe not so much.”
She sipped her drink, eyeing Lena. Again.
Sometimes it was all you could do.
Most of the time, it’s what kept the most sane person from running in circles, screaming like a banshee. Before hurtling themselves from a ninety-seven story building.
Maybe that was just Reese’s fantasy.
“My thing is, why do you need him when you already have a man, who, might I add is buff, beautiful and always ever willing. Not to mention ever ready, and most importantly, everlasting. Providing service with a smile…and a tremendously huge cock?”
Reese was genuinely puzzled.
But she always tended to be confused where Lena was concerned.
“And just how did Jason feel about Henry before he met his untimely demise? Did they even get a chance to become acquainted?”
Lena glanced down at her nails, and didn’t answer.
“Lena.” Reese patiently waited.
“Reese.”
“How’s Jason doing?”
“Who?”
Reese closed her eyes.
Rubbing the spot above her temple that always throbbed whenever she tried having a conversation longer than five words with Lena.
She wondered now why
she
existed.
Surely there was another planet she could live on without Lena’s self-created dilemmas. Pluto….Mars…Neptune.
Someone had to have a place for her. She figured not talking to Lena would add at least thirty years to her life.
She sighed heavily.
Again.
“How’s your boyfriend doing, Lena? You know, Jason?”
Lena scowled into her glass. Remaining silent.
Ah. So there it was.
Well this would be fun.
Fun in a painful, menstrual cramps, tearing your hymen all at once, kind of fun.
Reese blew a kiss at Dion, the hot as fuck male specimen tending to the bar, who just handed her a refill.
She took a dainty sip.
Discreetly eyeing his crotch.
What a scrumptious, edible little morsel that would be.
She shivered delightedly.
Though from the looks of it…not so little.
Yum.
Then realized she wasn’t at all discreet, when Dion blushed.
She considered having sex with him later that evening, going back to the task at hand.