All Chapters of HIS MUSE, HIS MADNESS: Chapter 1 - Chapter 4

|Ever| My palm cracks across his cheek before I even realize I've moved. "Fucking pervert!" A few gasps ripple around us, and the lights swim in my direction, fracturing the smug face in front of me into a hundred glittering pieces.The smell of expensive perfume mixed with champagne wafts into my nostrils, threatening to spill the bile from my throat. I swallow it back instantly. But the man before me doesn't move. His cold eyes linger on mine, hands in his pocket, as an uneasy laugh slips from his lips."Next time you grab my butt again, that'd be the end of your fucking little balls!" I snap—a little too loud—at the towering man before me.Something about him feels unnervingly familiar; his expensive Rolex and the sharp edge of his tailored tuxedo stand out, but I don't stop to think. The feel of his palm on my ass twists in my stomach as a fresh wave of nausea rises. I turn away, my gait a little unsteady, the floor spinning just s

|Ever|Oh. My. God!My lungs freeze. The air in my room turns cold.I reread the headline, and my gaze lingers on four words."Billionaire. Singer. Thomas. Knights."The name howls inside my skull. The man from last night. The Rolex. The tuxedo—A scream escapes my lips, and my phone slips from my numb fingers, thudding against the carpet.I'm fucking screwed. "Sweetie, is everything okay?" My father yells from below the stairs. "Yes," my voice comes out too high. I clear my throat. "Uh- A bug. It just... flew right on my face."A beat of silence passes. I hold my breath. "Aw, you're such a baby. When you're done, come down for breakfast, okay? I made delicious waffles.""Okay, Dad," I call back, my voice straining at the edges. I can't let him know. My hands clamp over my mouth, stifling the scream that wants to tear out of me again. It'd kill him.He'll worry about me, and I don't want that for his health. With trembling hands, I snatch my p