(Note: For some reason, some readers did not see chapter one, so I am putting up again now.I am using a hotel computer, so I apologize that the formatting is not perfect.)
It was 6 am when he woke up and put on his blue silk robe. Upon hearing a light snore he
turned and saw her sleeping on his bed. He had already forgotten she was still there.
He had invited her to his penthouse after the party at the Point, the swankiest club in the
entire city of Los Angeles. She barely looked twenty and her body had the makings of a
supermodel—tall and leggy. She couldn't be more than 105 pounds. By the time he woke up this
morning, Ryan was momentarily startled as he surveyed the pretty brunette sleeping beside him.
The faint smell of musk she wore permeated the sheets. Musk was one of his favorite scents. Her
arms lightly touched his chest; he noticed her makeup was still intact even after a night of
continuous lovemaking. Her mouth curled into a smile even while asleep. Her hair was also not
mussed up. Dead-drunk last night, Ryan couldn't even recall what her hair felt like. He fought
the urge to touch it and find out if it was stiff from hair spray or gel.
After drinking and socializing until four in the morning with only a little sleep, he needed
time alone. He intended to take down her name and phone number. He thought about taking her
out on his new yacht and then decide whether this would be a long-term relationship or if she
was only using him for media attention and advancing her own career. Yes, the yacht trip was
always his testing ground for a new relationship possibility.
As Ryan Monti stepped into the shower, he welcomed the quiet and isolation that allowed
him to think. As he grabbed the shampoo to massage his scalp, his thoughts drifted to the two
movie offers he was seriously considering. His fingertips gently rubbing his scalp allowed him to
go into a meditative state to focus on each offer both more objectively and instinctually. Which
had a better plot? Which would potentially generate more sales and advance his standing in
Hollywood? Was either one Oscar material? He personally preferred the edgier, more
challenging roles and his body pulsed with excitement whenever he thought about adding
another Academy Award to his shelf of honors.
After a while, Ryan's thoughts shifted to last night. His head still felt the buzz of the party
when he asked her over. There he had met tons of hot women and the champagne was the finest
he ever tasted. He was so distracted he kept forgetting to ask the name of it.
Ryan never knew what he ever did to deserve such a lucky life. He never took time to
contemplate it but simply enjoyed it. In quiet moments of victory and acclaim, he figured he
must have been born under a lucky star. His acting career began when he was spotted by a talent
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An Unforeseen Turn of Events
General FictionA-list actor who thinks he has it all realizes what he has shunned all his life turns out to be his biggest blessing. Ryan Monti is tall, strikingly handsome and one of Hollywood's top actors. He's perfectly content with his life devoted to career a...
