Hollywood Hearts by Flora Ferrari

JACK:

King of Hollywood?
They say as an actor you’re only as good as your last performance.
In the movies, it’s all about the box office takings. How much money you make the studio back on their investment.
My last three films have tanked and the phone’s stopped ringing. My streaming contract paused a year before it’s even started production.
The media circles me like sharks, waiting for my career to bleed one more time so they can tear me to shreds all over again.
Jack Mercury, Hollywood heartthrob is seen by some as a man past his prime. No scandals. No rehab or off-screen meltdowns.
Just a guy who’s showing his age in a tank filled with other aging, gray-toned fish.
Studios want new talent. Young blood.
The fans want Jack Mercury, all of him. All the time.
I’ve got a few grays of my own showing, but I can still strut my stuff. Made a mint from movies and made even more by suing the tabloids.
But my agent, who also happens to be a relation, wants just one more publicity stunt.
A contest for one lucky fan to spend the day with the legendary Jack Mercury.
I hardly want to spend my days with myself anymore. The thought of a squealing fan clutching at me, gushing over autographs and selfies is too much.
But when I finally meet the winner? It’s me who’s feeling like I’ve finally won something for a change.
Something meaningful.
Olivia Fanning equals jackpot.
I know in a second that my whole life has led up to meeting her, and the thought of only spending one day alone with her is nowhere near enough.
Jack Mercury is a man who knows what he wants, and this one lucky fan is getting more than she bargained for.
She gets everything.
All of me.
Forever if I have things my way.

OLIVIA:

It’s not the dream job, working for the nightmare boss from hell.
But a start is a start when it comes to journalism, and writing for an entertainment column might not sound too exciting either.
Until the chance to win a day alone with Hollywood legend Jack Mercury grabs my attention.
He’s an older guy. Suave. Sophisticated. Everything he is in the movies.
I’m a younger, thick set girl with no real future or experience, so how else would I meet a man like Jack Mercury?
I wouldn’t.
Not in a million years, and if I ever did, he’d probably look the other way or pass me by entirely.
A man like Jack could have any girl he wants.
But with nobody else but little old me for a full day, I’d say my chances of getting him to notice me might be increased.
And I’m prepared to risk everything to see if I can pull it off.
I could lose my job if I’m caught.
But I could lose the chance of a lifetime if I don’t do the one thing I’ve never allowed myself to do: go for it.

*Hollywood Hearts is an insta-everything standalone instalove romance with a HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger.