Star Struck

By: Adriana Hunter

Chapter One

Mandy Sloane was all of the things that Ethan Tyler knew was wrong for him. It wasn’t just the sweet freshness of her easy smile and glowing green eyes. It wasn’t even the gentle slope of her incredibly sexy curves, which were highlighted by a voluptuous frame, quite the opposite from the body type he was normally attracted to. There was no doubt about it - Mandy was sinfully beautiful and smart…but she could never be his. Which was unusual, seeing as Ethan Tyler could have pretty much any woman he wanted.

Twenty-five years old and at the height of his career as lead guitarist for the wildly successful rock band, The Strum, his face was splashed across every major endorsement and ad campaign imaginable. Ethan was the kind of man that could melt a woman’s heart with just one look, causing chaos and pandemonium wherever he went. Teen girls and cougars alike would stand hours in line for just a quick glance of him, and should he come too close, an ambulance on stand-by would rush to the rescue should a woman faint from a quick touch of his hand. Wild and free, reckless and hungry, always hungry for more, Ethan was hell bent on being the best in the business and having everything that life had to offer. Most who knew him would describe him as a rock warrior who had a thirst that could never be quenched and a desire that was never sated, and yet one look at Mandy and Ethan had seen his nemesis in her emerald green eyes.

A girl like her could be kryptonite to a lone wolf like Ethan, and he knew it. Dangerous was undercutting it. The attraction he felt for her was outright lethal.

Ethan had first met Mandy in the most unexpected of ways. His PR team was convinced that he needed a fashion stylist to replace the last one they had fired because the band refused to accept her advice. The management team now felt that it was time for an update, with a focus on transforming Ethan from a rough and rugged bad boy to a more refined, classic rock star. He made no apologies for his love of comfortable jeans and worn out t-shirts. It didn’t matter to him how successful or wealthy he had become, he still preferred to just be himself. But as down to earth as he was, there was one department in which he had very specific taste: women. In the wake of his tremendous success, he left a trail of heartbroken groupies, heiresses, and A-lister exes who all thought that they had dug their claws into the gorgeous rocker only to discover that he wanted no more than a night or two of passion before moving on.

And then he had to come face to face with Mandy and everything changed.

Not at an after-show party with his multitude of rocker pals and fans, not backstage smuggled through by one of his handlers, and certainly not through any of his well-meaning family members trying to hook him up with someone ‘decent’ from his old neighborhood.

No - Mandy wasn’t like anyone he had ever met before. Driven, professional, hungry for success, she was willing to work hard to make it to the top of her industry in design. Through strong recommendations, she was able to land an internship with celebrity stylist Jessica Charles, who handled the style of countless rock stars. Including Ethan.

Jessica was the most expensive, most sought after name in the fashion business and Ethan had been rather surprised to find a fresh-faced and seemingly untouched beauty like Mandy working so closely with the catty-eyed Jessica Charles, who had a penchant for boy-toys, and sometimes, doe-eyed cover girls.

Ethan had walked into the spacious, artistically designed offices of Jessica Charles and while the painfully thin woman had grabbed his hand in a hard grip, Ethan’s eyes had shifted to just beyond the woman’s shoulder to the other person who stood in the distance, her beautiful round face with a gorgeous, shy smile that instantly caught his attention.

She wore little or no make-up and had the most beautiful chestnut hair tumbling around her girlish face, framing her elegance. Ethan had first thought she had to be no more than twenty, but then he took in her very womanly curves and shapely mounds beneath her stylishly stark skirt-suit and heels and pegged her as a few years older. She intrigued him, and Ethan made no attempt to hide it.

Noticing his locked gaze on the girl who blushed and stiffened behind her, Jessica Charles turned and beckoned the girl closer.

“Ethan darling, meet Mandy Sloane, my new intern. Isn’t she just so lovely? I took her on as a favor to her father who had business deals in the past with my ex-husband. But it’s not all about me being nepotistic. Mandy is such a talented sweetheart, aren’t you?”