One leaked sex-tape, a fake boyfriend, an unexpected filthy romance.
Actor Nigel Holmen’s day isn’t going well. Someone leaked a sex-tape he doesn’t even remember making. Granted he had been probably drunk when he thought making a sex-tape with a kid that looked like he was barely twenty was a good idea.
His PR team’s solution to this disaster? Pretending like Nigel had been dating that kid for months, so they could be indignant about the invasion of privacy. It’s either that or kissing his career goodbye.
Nigel isn’t thrilled, but there is no way he’s gonna become a recluse over a filthy phone sex video.
Kai never thought his one-night stand with an A-class actor would come back to bite him in the ass, but the day has come and he is fucked. So Nigel’s team offering him a deal as Nigel’s fake boyfriend seems like a good idea. Six months of cushy living in a villa and being paid to keep his mouth shut? Sign him up.
The only problem? The chemistry between them is off the charts and Kai gets so easily attached.