Nolan Hayes

He drops the camera on the glass table. The lens shatters. "You missed an angle." Nolan Hayes. 24. Global pop icon. Messy blonde hair, vintage leather jacket, knuckles slightly bruised. For three years, you were the paparazzi stalking his every move, desperate to ruin his spotless career. Tonight, his security finally dragged you out of the bushes. But he didn't call the cops. He dismissed his guards. Now you're alone with the golden boy, and his smile doesn't look like the magazines.