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me.”
    Little did he know it, but Rick didn’t even have to try. I was already his, falling faster than I could have imagined. It may not have seemed like it at the time, but that day was fateful.
    My life was about to change forever.
     
     

Chapter Two
     
    "That is one seriously expensive bottle of wine."
    Rick poured the 2004 Chablis into my glass and smiled. "I know. Here's half the world losing their houses and living in cars and yet the cost of this bottle of wine equates to about five minutes of royalties for me. Don't think the ridiculousness of it doesn't go unnoticed."
    I was stunned at how private this restaurant was. Tiny and softly lit, the unmarked black door down a side alley from Rick's five-star hotel would be completely hidden from the wider world. In fact, even if you managed to stumble across it, the average person wouldn't get in. In order to come here, you have to be a "member" of sorts, and Rick was music royalty. There were no more than twenty tables in total, and I didn't recognise a single other person yet Rick had politely waved or shared a greeting with almost everyone.
    "Who are these people?" I whispered, leaning forward. "I feel a bit out of place."
    He sipped his wine. "Don't," he replied, raising his glass to mine. We chinked them together. "To new friendships."
    "I'll drink to that," I smiled.
    "And mind blowing sex, of course. That's all to come, obviously."
    "Don't be so sure of yourself," I snorted. "I'm a girl of class and breeding, you know."
    Rick leaned forward. "Don't doubt it for a minute. And if you must know, virtually everybody in here is either the CEO of a company, a movie or record producer, or a bestselling writer of some kind – whether it's songs or stories. See that dude over there?"
    He pointed at a dishevelled but good-looking man in his 50s, dressed completely in black, opposite an attractive blonde woman.
    "Would it shock you to know he's probably the richest guy in the room? He writes mainly science fiction books, but a couple of them have been made into big Hollywood films. The royalties he earns – the passive income – is phenomenal."
    "Is that the best part of your job? Earning money while you sleep, every time one of your albums is sold or a song is played on the radio?"
    Rick nodded. "Yup. Makes the lean periods when the creative juices aren't flowing a hell of a lot easier. But I'd love his life. He never has to work again, yet nobody even knows who he is. I'd love that level of anonymity, not having to worry about the fucking paparazzi all the time." He sat back in his chair. "Sorry, sorry. I didn't mean to swear like that."
    "That's okay," I smiled. "Just mind your fucking language, okay?"
    "No problem, boss," he laughed. "Oh, here's our food. Brian! How are you, my friend?”
    A tall, portly man in chef's whites laid the food down at our table. "All the better for seeing you, Mr Rockstar!" Rick stood and embraced him warmly. "And who is this beautiful young lady you've brought with you today? I hope it's purely to treat her to the food and not your atrocious one-liners."
    "This is Amy Reid. She is one of the best music journalists and photographers in London. And, yes, before you ask I'm doing everything I can to flatter her, break down her defences and get her to slowly succumb to my charms."
    I giggled as the chef kissed my hand gently. "Don't give into him too easily, my dear. Make him work for it. I'm Brian John, the head chef and owner. If you find this degenerate too much to take, give me a shout after service has finished."
    "I'll bear that in mind," I smiled.
    "Told you he'd have a thing for you," Rick interjected. "Brian here is a sucker for a sexy redhead."
    "Do you two go back a long way?" I asked the chef.
    "He's been coming here since his first big hit album, although I'm not supposed to tell anyone that. He was an insufferably arrogant prick back then, though thankfully he's now marginally better. It's lovely to see him dining with