Logan Mason had been in scandals before.
There had been drunken photos with starlets, tabloid whispers about secret affairs, rumors spun out of nothing but his arrogance and charm. But nothing compared to this. Nothing compared to the firestorm that exploded after he dared to stand in front of flashing cameras and claim Aurora Sage as his.
He should have cared about his contracts, his films, the way Hollywood executives were already hissing about "damage control." But he didn't. All he cared about was the way Aurora's name now clung to his like an irreversible brand.
And Kieran hated it.
Logan could see it in every headline, in every smug article that tried to paint Aurora as dangerous, unhinged, a ruinous influence. This wasn't just gossip. It was Kieran's hand at work, pulling strings behind the curtain, trying to make Aurora unworthy of standing beside him.
But Logan Mason didn't share stages. He owned them.
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