The Agent A Celebrity Smut Story Novels & Stories

I told him, somehow, fear filling up my body at the prospects of this man in front of me putting himself in danger for the entertainment of other people with power and money. “No, I won’t play, not really anyway.” He spoke, shaking his head. “My agent texted me earlier tonight, I will probably do the talking, interviews, commercials, meet and greets, all that sort of stuff. But I can’t play Gorgeous, another crack to my knee and I could probably order myself a cane on Ebay.” He smiled, but this time it was me that couldn’t see the humor in it. I swear, if I would ever find out that Caleb somehow played another game, I would probably throw something his way, preferably to his head to knock so

The perverted scenes played across the huge screen, causing the entire hall to erupt in chaos. As my face flushed red, Sarah Nott, my boyfriend's adopted younger sister, snatched the microphone from the emcee. "Winona Linton, so many people have already seen you without your clothes on, so why are you acting embarrassed now?" Gritting my teeth, I glared at Sarah and replied, "I've never done anything like that before! AI technology is so advanced these days that anyone could just edit my face onto that woman's body! Someone must have ulterior motives and deliberately did this to frame me!"

The last thing I wanted to do was talk to my agent. Hell, he'd just love the spin she could make on a story about me using a local girl as inspiration, I'd blink, and a TV crew would be down here documenting every single second of the day and somehow twisting it into a romance where I'm suddenly pining after the plain girl with glasses. My cock twitched. Damn it. I was not pining after the cute girl.

Her words caused him to open his other eyes, glancing over at Flynn and then signaling her pleadingly to stop talking, but she just continued, “That you were doing all that because Stardom agency suffered, too, because of what happened. But one year passed, then two, three, four, five, and six... And all those times, you kept getting worst. I took it all, for six years, I did. Not anymore. I told you I was don't the moment you hurt my kid, and I mean it.” Noticing that someone was recording the entire conversation, Manager Josh shouted, “Hey you?! It's illegal to film someone without their approval. Delete it now!” But the person quickly grabbed their jacket and started running out of the ca

Freya asked, incredulous. “Darling, the paparazzi don’t care about evidence. All they care about is a story that sells,” I said, sighing. “And apparently, an actress cheating on her now-ex-boyfriend with a hotshot AG Special Agent is a story that will definitely sell. It’s already trending.” I glanced up at Sir Merrion, who always seems to have nothing but a polite expression on his face when he’s facing me. “It’s gonna be chaos when we go out there later. Have you ever knocked out a reporter before?”

This day is going down the shitter so fast it’s incredible. “Sorry sir, looks like an accident on one of the exit ramps,” the driver apologizes. “It’s just people rubber necking on our side, though. It shouldn’t take too long.” I nod and say into the phone, “Raisa, you son of a bitch, I told you this isn’t what she wants. It’s not what I want either.” My agent sniffs. “I don’t care. Jonathan, it’s my job to make sure my clients are seen in the very best possible way. You dating an artsy, pleasantly plump, photographer will really help tone down the playboy image. People are gonna love it.”

In Nathan's eyes, she was an angel sent from above to exude her entrancing aroma and radiance. Every word, action, smile, pout, and coy look from her was beautiful. Just then, a shop assistant came over and introduced the products to them eagerly. She was rather excited to see Nathan Clemon in front of her. Nonetheless, she remained professional. She definitely could not reveal such a big incident so simply. Furthermore, celebrities often came to the store so security was very tight. These days, a post about 'Aebasa Clemon' being pregnant was circling around.

but before he could finish, he was rudely interrupted by my friend Nicole, who was also listening since I had her on speakerphone. "No way!" Nicole screamed, and I felt my eardrums almost shatter from the loudness of her voice. "Hi Nicole, and no, he's not Ironman; he just has the same name," he replied, and I could see the disappointment on her face. If I wasn't nervous, I would have laughed at my best friend's reaction; she seemed disheartened, and why would a famous celebrity like Robert Downey Jr. work as an employee in my brother's company?

“It’s everywhere, Aiden. Comments are calling me a kept whore again. Someone dug up my old socials and spliced them with the gala shots. There’s a whole thread analyzing how long I’ve been ‘locked away.’ My agent finally emailed back, he’s dropping me. Officially. ‘Conflict of interest.’” I laughed, but it sounded ugly. Hollow. I set the coffee down before I dropped it. Aiden pulled me against him, one hand firm on the back of my neck. Not the collaring grip, but close. “Breathe. This is the peak. Scandals burn hot and fast. We weather it.”

"You said we had a deal, what kind of deal was it?" "After the worse night, I was desperate to see you again because when I woke up, I realize I was mistaken on you. I was the first man you had an intimate experience... It just that it was terrible and I whole heartedly regret it... believe me... I do..." "I believe you Nathan... I just want to hear our story." "Thank you honey... I did everything to find you... and when I do, I ask you to work for me... and the deal was you came into my condo every time I want in exchange for one hundred thousand___"