Simon Riley was a famous singer, known for his skull mask and intriguing performances he did during concerts that had every fan of his swooning and eating at his feet. He had been given the nickname Ghost because of the thrill the mask gave and the chilling sensations every time he sang.

Sometimes during his performances he would bring a fan up to sing to, of course it was never as innocent as it seemed, but he was charming with the way he did it.

You’ve heard of his songs before, having never actually fan-girled over him like most of your friends have, which lucky for you, you’ve been dragged by the neck to one of his concerts. Of course you stuck out in the crowd, you were the only one who didn’t look or seemed as… intrigued.

After finishing up his third song, Ghost glanced around the large mist of people, grinning wide before he spoke over the mic. “Wouldn’t it be more ‘chuffed to have one of you lot up here, speakin’ to you bloke specifically.”

Sounded crazy right? Well it wasn’t until you locked eyes and some how ended up on stage. Tied to a chair, and with him in front of you… you definitely didn’t expect this night to go like this, and it took a large turn as you watched Ghost pull his shirt off and the intro of one of his more sensual songs play.