Reginald

Screw love, make money.That had become my new motto. I promised myself I wouldn't get too close to anyone again because it always blew up in my face.Then I met her, the devil in a pair of six-inch heels. I tried to avoid her like the plague and treated her as if she were made of poison, but she wouldn't back down.One night I let my guard down.One night changed everything.My bandmates were counting on me. Fame was knocking at my door.But temptation knocked a little harder and now I may be royally screwed-and not in a good way.