Matthew
Crossing into his office, he could hear the crew in the house, but he was still reeling from his last conversation. Brody Asher. A goddamn Hollywood male diva.
He knew the excitement the females and a few of the males had about this star. He could have anyone, but he had his hooks in Morgan.
Fury started boiling over inside him, and Matthew reached for the armrests on his chair. He wanted to throw the thing across the room. He wanted to trash every piece of furniture in his office, but he really wanted to smack either one of the main reasons this movie would get any attention. The director was one reason. Asher was the other. His name would draw all the attention.
Kara was easy on the eyes, but she wasn’t Brody Asher.
A growl erupted from him, and he shot back up, stalking to
