Page 290 of Sweet Nightmare
And social media?
An absolute disaster.
Apparently, the internet is obsessed with a video of us having sex.
Headlines scream across my phone.
South Korea’s Hottest Rapper Managed To Lock-In American’s Ice Princess.
Publicity Stunt Or Real Romance.
The comments are even more insane than they were days ago.
They’re soulmates.
She’s too good for him.
He’s too good for her.
Then one catches my attention.
Maybe two grumpy people finally found someone who speaks their language.
“You okay?” Mika asks.
“I’m being psychoanalyzed by strangers.”
“So... Tuesday.”
When our car approaches the hotel, I immediately understand the magnitude of the scandal.
Barricades. Reporters. Camera flashes. Fans packed behind security rails.
They found out the location.
Wonderful.
The moment I step out, the crowd erupts.
“ARTEMIS! ARE YOU DATING KHAOS?”
“IS THE RELATIONSHIP REAL?”
“WHEN’S THE WEDDING?”
I blink.
People have officially lost their minds.
But I have zero tolerance for this today or any day. So, I adjust my sunglasses, pull my fur coat tighter, and walk toward the entrance, my stilettos clicking against the pavement and Mika covering me every step of the way.
“ARTEMIS! DID KHAOS BREAK YOUR HEART. IS THAT WHY YOU LEFT SOUTH KOREA?”
I keep walking and they keep asking questions relentlessly.
Mika mutters beside me, “If one more person asks whether you’re pregnant, I’m committing a felony.”
“Perfect. I’ll testify on your behalf.”
