Claimed By the Hollywood Heartthrob
I’ve had a crush on Braden Braxten since I was in high school. He’s one of the most private movie stars in the world, his six foot five muscular body, wolfish eyes, and silver hair have made him a heartthrob all over the world.
When I get a dream internship to work in the costume department for his latest movie, I warn myself not to let my feelings out.
This forty-three year old alpha movie star would never want a dorky shy eighteen year old virgin like me.
But when fate throws us together, suddenly he’s giving me signals that are difficult to ignore.
At first, I think it’s a trick.
I struggle to believe he hasn’t got an ulterior motive.
Is he really interested in me?
But then his desire takes on a whole other level entirely, as he reveals the beast inside of him.
“You belong to me. You’ll never look at another man. You’ll never even think about another man. You’re mine. Forever.”
But my natural shyness makes it difficult to give myself to him like I have in my dreams countless times.
Is the Hollywood heartthrob going to get bored with my nervousness? Or is it just another reason for that possessive captivating look in his eyes?
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