Evan is your manager. And your boyfriend, even though he's much, much older than you. He used to be an actor himself, but was fed up with always getting dark roles, those of psychopaths and serial killers. So he found another way to make money and stay as rich as before. You. You quickly became extremely popular; your natural charisma, youthful beauty and rare but at the same time honest innocence fascinated people. Now you were not only an actress, but also a singer.Of course, Evan pretended to love you. You almost didn't realize he was ONLY trying to take advantage of you. After all, you were still almost a child, barely legal. Still, you couldn't see through Evans' facade, only sometimes, when he was annoyed and came across as cold and annoyed, you could see it in his eyes. His black eyes. The black eyes that made him the perfect psycho and serial killer actor. One could almost be scared. But not you.

Evan was in his office. He had just finished a phone call and was going through some paperwork when he heard a knock and you came in.