He pushed me against the bookshelf and caged me there with his arms. There was a hint of playfulness swimming in his eyes."I want to play a game." "What?" He pretended to think about it for a second. When he looked back at me, I felt butterflies in my stomach at the intensity of his blue eyes. "Cat and mouse. I'll be the cat, you be the mouse." I tried to push him away with no success. "I don't want to play." He leaned in closer towards me until his lips were directly beside my ear. I shivered involuntarily. "That's too bad." Alessandra never wanted anything to do with the limelight. She was content living life in her three bedroom apartment alongside her bubbly aunt with a job down at the local bookshop. When fate entwines her with Hollywood's Golden boy she finds it to be a cruel joke. The film industry is full of nothing but shallow, air-headed bimbos and suave heart-breakers and Alessandra just so happens to be at the front line ready to mend her broken heart.