My Archenemy: Also My Prince Charming?

But the moment I saw the actual headlines, I mentally broke down on the spot. None of my mental preparations prepared me for what I saw.The first headline read, "Breaking News! A certain A-lister was sent to the hospital because of… anal fissures!"The second headline showed, "This just in! A certain A-lister is carted out of the powerful heir's private residence!"What the heck was going on? I recognized every word I read, but when they were strung together, I found myself unable to comprehend the meaning at all!As I stared at the viral headlines featuring me, I could only clench my fists tightly out of sorrow and rage."Dammit! Who was the one who started all these nonsensical rumors? I just got my hemorrhoids removed, that's all! What the hell is going on?"Having hemorrhoids was just a normal health issue. Had the headlines reported that, I'd be able to twist things in my favor.But now, the hemorrhoids were reported as an anal fissure instead. To make things worse, I supp

Thomas was whisked away by an ambulance. But the truth was, he only suffered from mild lacerations on his face. Both Pierce and I knew when not to overdo it in terms of fighting.But youngsters like Thomas cared about their precious looks the most. Not to mention, Thomas had tons of money to spend. Naturally, he had to call an ambulance just to get his injury treated.Those who didn't know what happened might have assumed that Thomas suffered from a concussion thanks to his dramatics.As for me, I walked out of the studio, completely unscathed. Pierce flanked me protectively the whole time.His bodyguards were already posted outside the main exit. They stopped the paparazzi, who were crowding around the exit, from swarming us before forming a path for us to leave."Thanks a lot, Pierce," I said to him after getting into his car.It was my first time speaking with Pierce in a serious manner, despite having known him for many years. I didn't expect that I'd have to thank him as wel

Shit! How dare that asshole toy with me! If his mother—my older sister—were to find out about what he did, she'd definitely beat him up to the point he'd be bedridden for the rest of his life!But those were the consequences Thomas would face in the future. Most importantly, what should I do now? That old creep was about to reach out and touch me!I tried to turn on my heel and run, but I felt extremely light-headed and weak. I ended up crashing into the door and collapsing into the door's arms.Um… Wait, the door had arms?Oh. I wasn't lying against the door. I was lying against a row of abs…"Thomas Jenkins, you're dead meat." I heard Pierce's voice.Thomas' shriek rang out after that. "Piercy, what are you doing here? Wait, why are you holding that bastard?"I heard Pierce chuckling softly in return. "You really should find out who exactly the so-called bastard is."His voice was extremely glacial at that point. Suddenly, I found myself wondering if his lips were equally col

I used to be an A-list celebrity. Now, I was an E-lister who was still extremely famous… or infamous, so to speak. My fanbase basically consisted of fans who loved me, haters who hated me, and anti-fans who used to love me but now hated me. The polarization in my fanbase was severe, to say the least.Someone claimed that Pierce and I were a match made in heaven. I liked seeing comments like this the most, so I dumped a shit ton of money into grooming my comment section to only show similar comments.There was a user who stated that Pierce had used the power of money in snagging all the best scripts for me. Ergo, I was a sugar baby with Pierce as my sugar daddy. They also left a disclaimer, saying that they were willing to delete their comment if I didn't like what they said. All they hoped was that Pierce wouldn't get revenge on them in the future.Well, I liked seeing comments like this as well. The feeling of being spoiled and pampered by my long-time rival was the best feelin