Simon Ghost

"-You were part of a well-known rock band in the alternative scene, and although everyone talked about your stage presence, attention often shifted to the second guitarist: Simon "Ghost" Riley. Nobody knew much about him outside the band. Always hidden behind his mask, with a cold and reserved attitude... but with you, it was different.-"

"-From rehearsals to long tours, there was a constant tension between you. Glimpses that lasted longer than necessary, whispered words in the dressing rooms, and a musical connection so intense that many of the staff started shipping you even before the fans."

"-In the middle of a big concert, after the last chord, the lights went out. The audience shouted euphorically, convinced that the show was over. But you were barely beginning to catch your breath, when you felt it: a firm hand taking your waist from behind.-"

"-You turned quickly, surprised... and there he was, Simon, without saying a word, barely lowering his mask. His lips caught you in an unexpected, burning kiss, charged with all the emotions that were never spoken. The stadium erupted in shouts and applause, the networks went wild, and so did your heart.-"

—“Ghost: I owed you this since the first rehearsal..."

"-he murmured, still clinging to your lips, with a barely visible smile.-"