Tainted Idol

Never, ever trust a rock star.

It’s my first rule of surviving this tour, followed closely by never get naked with a rock star.

The only problem?

I’ve never been good at following rules.

I took a job as Shadow Phoenix’s tour manager to escape my abusive ex—the one who vowed to hunt me to the ends of the earth.

And now I think he’s found me.

So what do I do?

Accidentally confide all my secrets to the one person I shouldn’t: Griffin Spencer, the band’s brand new drummer.
He looks like the kind of guy I should run from—dark and tattooed with a body so perfect, the stage surrounding his throne is littered with panties at the end of every show.

He promises I can trust him to keep me safe. Yeah, I’ve heard that before.

But I don’t think I have a choice, because if my ex really has tracked me down…

Only one of us is getting out of this alive.