Cupid's Beau

He’s Hollywood’s grumpiest director. She’s a romance writer in a creativity slump. Neither is looking for love—until one Valentine’s Day changes everything.

Jack Ellis needs to disappear. After his latest tabloid disaster, he wants zero drama, zero people, and absolutely no romance. A quiet seaside inn? Perfect.
Neneh Ba is just trying to write her damn book—not cater to a broody, unfairly gorgeous movie star who clearly wants to be left alone. And she’s happy to oblige… until one dance turns into one scorching kiss and suddenly, their private moment is front-page news.
Now, there’s only one way to shut down the rumors: fake date until the media moves on.
Should be simple. Keep it professional. Stick to the script.
Except there’s nothing fake about the way Jack looks at her, the way his touch lingers, or the way she forgets where the act stops and real begins.
Now they’re sharing his penthouse, dodging paparazzi, and trying (and failing) to ignore the tension crackling between them.
With Valentine’s Day around the corner, one thing is clear—Cupid might just be the most ruthless director of all.