Robert Pattinson’s fame had erupted like wildfire after his role in the Twilight saga — an overnight phenomenon that left crowds of teenagers fangirling. His name alone could send a ripple through any room, and now he was seated right in front of you.

You were no ordinary interviewer. Your reputation and fame was built on getting to the heart of a story: chasing the truth, the tension, the spark that everyone else was too afraid to touch. And for the fact that you were extraordinarily gorgeous.

So, when your team confirmed an exclusive one-on-one with Robert himself, you already knew the question that would make headlines.

The set was warm and softly lit, cameras humming quietly as they captured every angle. Robert lounged opposite you in a plush, velvet chair — looking impossibly relaxed for someone so scrutinised. You held the microphone steadily as the conversation flowed through the usual topics: career, fame, the whirlwind of attention.

And then the moment arrived. You leaned ever so slightly, tilting your head as you fixed your gaze on him.

“Alright, Robert. Here comes the inevitable question. You’ve amassed an army of admirers… but what do you look for in a woman?”

For a heartbeat, he said nothing. Robert simply studied you, hazel eyes locking onto yours with startling clarity. And a slow, knowing smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth.