One Night Only by Katherine King

Author:Katherine King [King, Katherine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Short Story, Erotic Romance, Romance, Rock Star Romance
Publisher: Katherine King
Published: 2017-04-10T22:00:00+00:00

Sneak Peak! Katherine’s Third Novel “Undeniable”

Chapter 1

Mick

You know how they say everything happens for a reason? I am now a true believer.

It brought me to her.

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"This is bullshit, John!" I explode before angrily pushing the papers of my new contract back across the desk. My bandmates had already signed their names. The contract was only awaiting my signature, weighing me down with more guilt and frustration.

"Calm down, Mick," my manager, John, replies quietly, avoiding my eyes.

"I am trying to be calm," I squeeze out through clenched teeth. I look at my hands and the vision of wrapping them around his neck and squeezing flows through my mind.

"It is only another year of touring. I was only doing what I had thought was best for the band," he responds trying to pacify me.

One year. Not so very long, but long when you feel stuck, burnt out. When your soul needs a rest, a change.

I need to get out of here, - my mind warns me silently.

Pushing back my chair abruptly, I keep my eyes averted from John as I stand. I can't look at him right now.

"Mick..." I hear him say, his voice now trying to be consoling. "Let's talk about this."

Stepping away from the chair, I head to the door only thinking of escape.

I need to escape.

Grabbing the door handle, I twist it, and yank the door open. I don't bother to say anything else to him as I walk out of the conference room.

I keep my head down, ignoring people as they inquire if I am okay, as I make my way down the hallway to the exit. I am normally very pleasant and accommodating but at this moment I don't have it in me to pretend.

Feeling frustration sliding through me, I push the elevator button and wait impatiently. I clench my jaw as I wait and wait and wait...

Finally, the elevator arrives. I step on and jab my finger on the button to take me to the main floor. I grit my teeth, anger that my future has been decided, once again, by someone else, flooding through me. I step off the elevator and stride quickly out of the building, my anger gaining in intensity, and I continue walking until I reach Central Park. I find an unoccupied bench and sit, propping my forehead in my hands.

The heavy responsibility of my career weighs on me. I am starting to feel trapped. I enjoy my job, there is nothing that I would rather do than be on stage performing, but I wanted to have a final say in my future. Decide on my own how much I toured, to write my own songs, maybe take up an acting career.

I do appreciate what John has done for us. He is the one who brought the boys and I to stardom, but I have given him six years of my life. My entire youth has been dedicated to touring the world, promoting our latest album while recording and producing the next album with no social life outside the band.

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