UNDER THE INFLUENCE

UNDER THE INFLUENCE

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Sevyn Soraya Cravens is an ambitious journalist determined to make her mark in a world that thrives on uncovering secrets. When she's assigned to profile global superstar Chris Brown, a man shrouded in controversy and mystery, their clashing worlds ignite a storm neither expected. What begins as a career opportunity soon entangles Sevyn in a web of trust, betrayal, and dangerous revelations that threaten to shatter everything she thought she knew. As her feelings deepen and secrets unravel, Sevyn must navigate the fine line between loyalty and survival. In a game of love and lies, will she uncover the truth, or will the truth destroy them both?
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Aya Weathers is a hardworking, talented, aspiring songwriter who prefers to put her goals before her personal life. Christopher Brown is a stubborn, rude singer who has his guard up and doesn't plan to let anyone in. Together, the two of them will be prominent figures in music history. That's if they can get along first. "You're not gonna win any awards being rude, Christopher." Aya slumped back in her chair, taking a long sip of her black coffee. "It was doing me just fine before. And can you stop calling me that?" Chris shot his head up, resting it on his fist. "No, I'm good. Thank you for asking nicely though." She grinned before clicking her pen and jotting down something in her notebook. "Why you keep playing with me? It's not funny." "I'm not playing, Christopher. This is strictly business, not a game." Aya stared at him with grim, serious eyes. She meant what she was saying. "What if I wanted it to be a game?" "Is that a bet?" Aya tested with a heightened eyebrow. "Do you want to make it one?"

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