an illustration of two boys, pictured from the shoulders up. One is blonde with an annoyed expression, the other is dark haired and grinning, making a peace sign with one hand and poking the blonde's cheek with the other. below, superimposed over a smartphone, are the words THE VILLAIN EDIT (attorneytrash)
At twenty-six, Max Reilly is already ex a lot of things. Ex-star of Affinity, the TV drama he led for three seasons. Ex-fiancé of Holly Aveline, his costar, who hasn’t spoken to him since the scandal that tanked his career. And ex-darling of the show’s fan base, who went from love letters to death threats faster than the speed of cable.
Most of all, Max is exhausted. The last thing he wants is to be back in the public eye. But when offered a deal to get out of his contract for good, it’s hard to resist—even if the catch is a pre-season publicity tour with Affinity’s current cast. Even if that means weeks on the road with not only his former castmates, but also the show’s newest cast member: Nico Mariani, a scandal-happy reality TV transplant known for exclusively playing villains.
It’s only a few weeks. A few weeks facing crowds of people who actively hate him, of being hounded by gossip columnists, of being trapped on-and-offstage with Nico, who Max can’t shake to save his life.
Because as it turns out, Nico has his own deal with the producers—and soon angry fans and nosy reporters will be the least of Max’s problems.
EXCERPT:
Nico’s first thought on seeing Max Reilly in the flesh had been, damn, this dude’s tall.
He wasn’t sure what he’d expected. Rory Harper, maybe, that archetypal boy-next-door who’d bit the dust at the end of Affinity season three. There was this one publicity still of him—white t-shirt, jeans, flannel tied around the waist, artistically placed smudges of grease—that was pinned to the vision boards of church-and-chevy girls nationwide. Oh my god, so dreamy, fuck me in a hayloft, etc.
Max Reilly was a very different creature. Nico had him cataloged in one go. Indoorsy, sleepy eyes, hair unfortunately cut with the roots grown in. Skittish. Bad posture. Cargo pants (seriously). He didn’t dress like America’s Boyfriend, or anyone’s boyfriend, honestly, if we were being totally honest here, if we were being candid. He was, to put it nicely, nothing to write in your diary about.
Tall, though, damn. And those freckles. But that was the devil talking.
Yaaaay #CUPIT time! disgraced actor formerly known as America's Boyfriend VS. serial reality TV villain. three weeks, three fan conventions, and a whole lot of antics.
❤️romcom (com heavy)
📺celebrity hijinks
😈characters behaving badly
🌈mlm enemies to lovers
#CR #RC #LGBT