Hollywood's Golden Boy

Red Devil

i don't like you, but i love you

seems that i'm always thinkin' of you

you treat me badly, i love you madly

you've really got a hold on me - Smokey Robinson

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Roman Carvalho Has Skeletons in His Closet Just Like You

Good morning, ladies. I'm sure we've all had a fun ride on Carvalho's wild goose chase. Certainly he has managed quite a stir across the world, nothing to the extent we here at K have seen anyway. Previous lover, Amelia Banks set the bar hot and high, and now we're sure our readers are aching to know which lucky girl finally stole her place in our favourite mans heart.

But is she even a she? Is there a reason than leading man Roman Carvalho is hiding his new fling from the world? Reports suggest that Carvalho was seen getting up close and personal with Ferns co-star Michael Bailey during set last week. 'He has a thing for red' reported a close anonymous source, most probably referring to Bailey's iconic red hair-

"That would be a dream come true." Cairo uttered. "Carvalho and Bailey."

"Carvalhey." I offered as he finished curling the last of my hair. "Like Brangelina. Except they broke up didn't they? Maybe more like Bay-Z."

Cairo smacked the back of my head in a wordless attempt to get me to stop moving.

Finally, he clamped the hot curler shut and placed it on the counter before running his hands softly down my hair. "I'm leaving some vital hair ingredients in your purse alongside their instructions. I pray to God they with purify your years of neglect."

That I would probably need, if I wanted to make a good impression on my fake boyfriend's parents. Tonight was the night. They were going to be in New York for the week and wanted to meet this mystery girl who had stolen their son's heart.

Cairo fluffed up my hair once more, before suddenly yelling for Rocky, his assistant. Rocky zipped inside the room like a lightning strike, almost as if he had been waiting outside all morning for his call.

"Yes?" He asked with bright eyes.

"Hairspray." Cairo answered while already moving to my nails. His expression soured when he saw the short, stubby nails painted with last years coral waiting on his counter.

"Bernado's Fantissimo Hair Wonder or Sleek Sexy Looking Thang?" Rocky asked feverishly, saying the last word with a perfect South American drawl even in his thick Italian accent.

Cairo snapped his eyes shut. "What do you think?"

With a quick affirmative nod, Rocky dashed out the room.

My stylist clicked his tongue as he began filing away my nails. I felt the harsh metal eat away my skin as he irritably thrust it back and forth, but I chose to keep my mouth shut.

I sat silently as he removed the coral blue and then layered my nails with all sorts of oils and gels. Looking in the mirror properly for the first time, I saw my hair fell down my back and framed my face with soft curls. A stunning sight for a girl who burnt part of her head last time she tried using a curling wand.

"What are Roman's parents like?" I finally asked, curiosity getting the best of me. "Are they like Roman? Or are they... nice?"

"His mother, as you would expect her to be. A woman of class and sophistication. Beautiful woman." Cairo said, some adoration in his voice. "It is she who wanted to meet you."