Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Billionaire Rockstar's Submissive: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

 The insides of my stomach churned as I sat waiting. Today was the big day. My first TV interview and I'd been asked to wait in some side room alone. Not that I had any idea what to expect, but every time I'd imagined how it would go it hadn't been me waiting alone in a room for thirty minutes while the interview time ticked closer.I'd imagined being unable to find the correct section of the studio and wandering lost in the building for ages, or turning up in my night clothes. The sorts of nightmares that everyone had. But I'd also dreamed of it going well and pushing my career to a whole new level.Although I'd been up since six to get ready for the interview and travel over to London for it, I felt wired, my hand shaky and my pulse fast. Once more I checked my hair and makeup still looked okay.I'd tried to do my deep brown hair in

 Leaning back, one arm over the back of the sofa and his body turned toward me I was in the presence of a rock king and a phenomenal actor on top."So, when is the new album going to come out?" I asked, not wanting to be the kind of person who only remembered to talk about themselves."Oh, sometime early next year," he replied as he waved his hand. "But they'll no doubt ask me about that in a moment."I frowned slightly. What could I get him to talk about if he didn't want to answer questions they might ask in the interview? As I caught him looking at me again, a slightly amused look on his face and a twinkle in his eyes, I lifted an eyebrow, and unspoken request for an explanation."You're very expressive subconsciously, aren't you? No secrets, no pretense, just this little shy author who has some s

 "That sounds like a fascinating story," Keith said. "And I understand it's one of our best selling.""Under my pen name, yes," I replied, grateful I was done. Again there was a pause and Keith looked at the little cards he carried in his hands."Jack, I understand that you create in other ways too, and you like to paint as well.""Yes, yes, I do.""Are you any good?""No, not really."There was laughter at this again and once more the attention was no longer on me. I relaxed once more as the rest of the conversations were far more benign and barely about me.The host brought the conversation to an end and then we were waiting for the credits to roll waving at the camera and the audience. As th

 JunoAs cars rushed by and other tourists moved through the busy London streets I finished up my call with my agent. He was calmer now, but still a little angry I almost didn't get interviewed.I had found my anger disappearing as I thought about what was going to happen next. I was going to have dinner with Jack Starling and his band, the Vampirates.Although Keith O'Sullivan, or whoever decided his guests, shouldn't have tried to ditch my interview just to make way for Jack it had all worked out in the end. Thinking about the interview made me feel embarrassed all over again, however.I'd been asked about writing a character based on him while sitting right beside him. My only relief had been how well Jack had taken hearing it. He'd almost deliberately not let it embarrass him so Keith didn't get

 "Looks like the interview is about to air," Kai said and immediately pulled out his phone.We'd finished eating and were chilling in a small private area of the restaurant, snacks and drinks continuing to flow. Already I was blown away by the strange way dinner had been conducted. It hadn't been anything like the eating out experience I was used to. We had our own waiter and there had been no apparent rush to our meal.Although we'd all ordered fairly early on. One of the band members had signaled for them to bring out each of the next courses and it had happened. There had been almost an hour of chatting between the main course and dessert."I'm guessing you have no desire to watch it again," Jack said quietly, leaning toward me so only I would hear him.As several of the other guests got up and we