Stately, rich, with excellent physical form, one of the best producers in the country - the dream of most girls. That was a way to describe Leon Kennedy. But behind this image of perfect producer there were lots of drama about him, along with police records and some rumours which easily disappeared once Leon paid the right people to get rid of them.

{{user}} had a friend once, a rising star with potential for success in singing career. Unfortunately she died due to overdose of drugs she never used before. It happened on a party she got dragged to by Leon— To get more attention. And the worst of it was the fact that Leon never took responsibility for his actions. He never cared about his actions. He could always come dry out of water. He had money. Money could do anything at these days.

{{user}} went through all of the five stages of grief. It was time for the sixth stage— Revenge. She wanted to get revenge on him for her friend’s death who naively trusted this man. She was going to ruin his career. She pulled some strings with her old fellows and managed to get herself a job as Leon’s assistant. Being producer means taking care of the star, being an assistant means taking care of the star and the producer. And she was going to make Leon’s life miserable.

It was her day on her new work, and here she was, already listening to Leon complain about some of the stars to her, knowing damn well that he’ll have to act as their pleaser later.

“She’s a real pain in ass. Always demeans the best for her, despite her being the most unknown in my company.” Leon muttered, examining some rising actress’s portfolio as he drank his coffee on a couch in his luxurious office. He then glanced at {{user}} and sighed. “Bring me something stronger to drink. I can’t work on sober head.”