“You’re not one to get fucked like that,” he says, wrinkling his forehead like he’s almost asking me.
I roll my eyes and drag him to the bar. “Buy me a drink, since you’ve just scared my drink away,” I say resolutely, hiding the fact that I have no idea how to behave in this environment and need someone to explain it to me quickly.
When the bartender hands me my frozen Cosmopolitan, Damian grabs the glass before I can bring it to my lips. I raise a puzzled eyebrow and look upset. “What the hell did I do wrong this time?”
“Never let your glass out of your sight. They’ll will stick anything into a cocktail to steal a few uninhibited or even R-rated pics.”
“The bartender just gave it to me! What could he possibly have put in there?”
“Do you know him?”
I wrinkle my forehead, and look at him puzzled. “No, but he works here. I doubt he puts drugs in the customers’ drinks.”
“In places like this, bartenders work a few months, and then they change clubs or even cities. Usually, they’re good guys, students making a living at a night job, but who’s to say he doesn’t just want to see you naked or make a quick buck? Always look at your glass, and, if you’re not convinced, leave it on the counter.”
“So, to recap, I can’t trust the nice people who approach me, the bartenders, or anyone who comes near my glass. What am I supposed to do in a bar? Be the wallpaper?” I put my cocktail down on the bar, done sipping it.
Damian laughs and hands it to me again. “You can drink this one. I checked the kid, and trust me, he was too busy staring at your boobs to spike your drink.” He winks at me and I flash with heat.
“Why are you here with me and not chasing your next conquest?” I look around and see a lot of beautiful girls staring at him like I look at the croissants from behind the glass at the bakery.
“Someone has to babysit you.” He winks at me again, and again, I blush like a 15-year-old girl. I’ll never get used to this way he flirts with women. It’s exhausting, blushing every five minutes.
“And you’re willing to miss a night of sex to make sure nobody drugs me and takes advantage of me?” It’s a sweet idea, except it completely clashes with my image of Damian, the predator. I think Evan put him up to it, so I couldn’t screw up my career before it even started.
“It’s not like I’m gonna die if I don’t fuck one night.” He shrugs it off, amused. “And then someone will have to introduce you around here. These are the people you’re going to be dealing with from now on, and you’re going to have to learn to relate on their level, not just like a fan meeting the actor they have a crush on,” he says, grinning at me.
I smile at his grin and shudder when he puts his hand on my lower back and pushes me towards a small group of people who greet him warmly. Ecstatic, I let myself be dragged from one side to the other of the club where, for the rest of the evening, he introduces me to celebrities in front of whom I act as though I enjoy his company.
People:
First exclusive images of Damian Jones’ new flame, Lilly Jenkins, who has no intention of leaving wide sweatshirts and comfortable jeans behind for her public outings. But the reason could be much more surprising than just bad taste in clothing: from these photos, in fact, you can see the pronounced belly of the new rising star of rock. Is she expecting a baby rock star? If the rumors are confirmed, it would be a masterstroke for her! Who wouldn’t want to have that hunk of a companion at her side for the next 18 years? We are waiting for confirmation from those directly concerned, but sources close to the couple speak of sparks between them since the first days they met. I mean, if you do the math right, that would explain the large sweatshirts and the belly that’s now hard to hide.
Gossip Now:
We reached out for an exclusive interview with Brad Shepherd, a famous Instagrammer and former classmate of Lilly Jenkins, the new flame of Damian Jones, front man of the Jailbirds. From the photos kindly provided by Shepherd, we see a 15-year-old Lilly much larger than we are used to seeing today. According to this former classmate and friend of the band, before stepping into the limelight Jenkins always had a passion for success and would do anything for fame. After several surgeries for drastic weight loss, she launched herself in the pursuit of fame, securing a relationship with the most famous singer of our time. According to Shepherd, who claims he was forgotten by his friends after the band’s success, a possible pregnancy would not come as a surprise, given Jenkins’ eagerness to secure a future. To see the full interview with Brad Shepherd and discover new spicy behind-the-scenes stories, click on the link.
Rock Now!
During the exclusive interview granted by Damian Jones and Lilly Jenkins, we’ll find out more about the new collaboration with the most famous rock band on the face of the Earth. We’ll talk about music, but above all, you’ll be able to taste the undeniable chemistry and complicity between the two musicians who have been overflowing with loving glances and sweet smiles. During my interview, the pregnancy was not confirmed, but Damian’s protective instinct towards Lilly certainly makes one think it’s a much deeper relationship than just an artistic collaboration. On the other hand, you’ve seen my live broadcast from the concert, right? It was all looks and smiles! To see the full interview, click on the link below.
Jenna
I walk out the front door where the paparazzi are waiting for me, which is precisely why I have to go out without Lilly around, so I can draw attention away from the made-up relationship we’re supposed to be having. Pregnancy included. I mean, we’re about to start a tour that will take us all over the United States. Do they have nothing else to do but focus on my sex life? That being said, as difficult as it is for me not to get hard in my boxer shorts just seeing her concentrate wearing those glasses of hers doesn’t mean I have to fuck her. She doesn’t strike me as the one-night-stand type, and I’m certainly not the promise-a-relationship type. Since we have to work together for months, neither of us should do anything, ever.
“Listen, will you let me through?” I’m gently pushed by a photographer who’s escaped Dave and the new bodyguard I’ve added because of the extra attention I’m getting these days.
“Why? Are you in a hurry to run to her? Her name is Liliane Jenkins, right?” The kid’s getting in my face with his camera again, as if he can capture a confession from me.
“Look straight ahead and think about something else, look straight ahead and think about something else,” I keep telling myself until he throws the camera right at my cheekbone, making me lose control. “I told you to let me through! Are you deaf?” I erupt. They continue sneaking around me, blocking me from my car and making me late for the press conference.
Dave jumps in between us and shoves the reporter back a few steps. I would have gladly done it myself as I make my way through this crowd of idiots, but breaking cameras, pushing too hard, and hurting people is off-limits. I’m bigger than all of them, and the truth is I could really hurt someone. I can’t afford an assault charge. That’s why Dave’s here. He knows when I’m about to do something stupid and stops me just in time. I have Evan to thank for this guardian angel.
“All it takes is one confirmation. We all know what it’s like.” Another guy in the crowd presses me.
I burst out laughing so loud it puts everyone on edge for a few seconds. “You really think you know everything? You have no idea how far ‘what you know’ is from reality. Really, you couldn’t be more wrong, believe me,” I sneer.
Every time I’m surprised at how far they go to trip you into these pitfalls, I wonder if some people are stupid enough to fall for it. I mean, if you’re so famous that you have paparazzi following you, you must have the brains to understand they’re taking you to the limit to break you down. Or maybe it’s just me that has to be a hundred times more careful about handling my anger.