(Warning: Chapter may be triggering for some.)

Liam paced the floor in Nova's apartment ranting like a madman. "Are you fucking kidding me? Wrestling? No! Absolutely not. This will kill everything we worked for. The industry will look at you as a hack; a has-been."

"Liam, you are so full of shit. I'm number one on the Billboard tracks in pop, metal, and rock right now. If I do this, it will be an amazing transformation, and my fans will eat it up. Look at all the wrestlers who do other things in their careers. I'm just doing things a little differently. One day when I get in the Powerbomb Global Hall of Fame with Colossus, you'll beg me to be there. You will brag you helped to make it happen." She played with her hair with an eager smile.

"How can a rock superstar be such a snotty diva? You should have written pop music because your prissy attitude would have been perfect for that bullshit." He flopped down on the couch, pouting like a child. "I'm not letting this happen. It's career suicide. You can do the guest spot and sing on the show but not become a wrestler," her manager demanded.

Nova stood, pointing her fingers in his face. "Listen to me, you jackass! I am doing this if you like it or not. My daddy says I'll blow the roof of that show this Friday night. I can do whatever I want - when I want. I'm the star here, not you!"

Liam jumped up, grabbing Nova by the face he shoved her to the couch. Placing his leg on her chest, he grabbed a fist of her hair wrapping it in his hand. "If you cross me, Nova, I swear you're done in this business. Holt and that stupid ass wrestling company won't even want you when I'm done with you. I'm sure daddy dearest would love to know the truth about his precious little princess. How his pumpkin will do just about anything to get up the ladder of success. Or should I say, who she would do? Casting couch rumors aren't just a myth, are they my little metal princess?"

"Liam, you're hurting me. Please, just let me go. I just want to be with my dad. I hate being on the road alone," Nova cried.

"Maybe we can work something out," he chuckled maniacally.

Liam sat down beside her and unbuttoned his pants. Seeing what was happening she turned her head away, knowing what he meant.

"You know what I like, Nova. Just like when I signed your contract, baby. Give me what I want and I'll consider it." He tried rubbing his hands on her breast, and she quickly pushed his hands away. "Come on, baby. You know you used to like it. You were so good at it too. You did it for the movie producer and the two record company execs. Now remind me why I signed you. Too bad Holt doesn't know about your dirty little secrets. He could have found out just how good you can be to get what you want. That sweet little mouth can do a lot more than sing, can't it princess."

"You made me do those things. You told me that's how the industry is. I believed you loved me and wanted to help me. You just used me, and the next day I find you in my bed with some other girl. I was a stupid immature nineteen-year-old girl, and you took advantage of me," she cried as she tried to get up from the couch, and he pushed her back down.

"What about the movie producer and the record execs? Nova, you did that to get ahead, and you fucking know it. You did whatever I said just to get to be at the top of the game. You gave that movie producer a blow job right in front of me and enjoyed every minute of it. You let me watch, just the way I like. I loved it when you finally let us both have you at the same time. Those were great times we had back then. A little line of coke and you were willing to do just about anything."

"I trusted you. You turned into an evil monster of a man, keeping me high on drugs and drunk all the time. I didn't even remember most of it after I got clean. You made me feel so dirty and fed me full of cocaine or ecstasy, so I didn't know what was going on. I ended up in rehab and almost jail because of you. 'All rock stars do this.' That's what you would say, right? I'm not that person anymore, Liam. Emma helped me to know who I really am and got me sober. I am two years clean now. She's my best friend, and you pulled me from the concert tour because you hated she helped me get my life together."

"You know you wanted it."

Nova shoved him off her and began yelling in his face. "You pimped me out to those monsters like a fucking whore, just so you got more money. I was just a kid, and you drugged and raped me. I had never been with anyone before you. You told me I was special and you loved me. You said I was your only one. I hate myself every day for what you did to me back then. I was scared of you for so long, but I'm not like that scared little girl anymore and you know it. You can't control me anymore and it eats you up inside."

"You are nothing without me." He glared back as he sat, flopping his arm over the back on the couch.

"I don't need you. I got my own voice, got sober, and stood up to you. Everyone thinks I'm this evil bitch because of you telling them lies about me. I know you leak those rumors to the media. After all these years of being treated like a bitch, I became one. You turned me into this. The only reason I stayed with you as my manager was because I didn't know how to get out and all your threats to ruin my career."

Liam smirked at her, narrowing his eyes. "But here you are. Still under my wing."

"Only because I was scared and confused. I have news for you. I spent the last year planning how to get away from you. I didn't know how but... I do now. I talked to my lawyer. I have no real financial ties or contractual obligations to you as you led me to believe. I can get rid of you and you can't do one damn thing about it. You are a monster!" She shoved him off the couch. "YOUR FIRED!"

Liam looked up at her standing over him and shook his head in disbelief. "You fucking bitch. You're damn right I pimped you out to them. You loved the drug parties. The more you did it, the more willing you were to let them fuck you for a bigger deal. It made us more money than your spoiled ass could handle. You don't complain when you're driving your Lamborghini or spending thousands on those dresses of yours. Your sweet ass was a hot commodity. You know how it works, baby. You scratch their back - they scratch yours."

"That wasn't what I wanted. I wanted to sing. That was all. You took advantage of a young girl who didn't know any better."

"You were a nobody. A few years in, after singing in dive bars, we hit it big. You ended up being the biggest female star in metal history and me the hottest manager in the business. That stupid Emma ruined you for me. You will learn that no one fires Liam Grant. No one."

Nova went to the door, ready to make him leave.

"You know that's not true. Emma saved my life. For the past six years, I let you ruin me. You made me do those things when I was too scared to fight back. Remember that night in LA? It was one of the worst nights of my life. Forget the fact you seduced me when I was nineteen and told me you loved me. Then the rest of that year you got me high and pimped me out to your industry buddies to get music deals. They raped me over and over. Forced me to do vial unspeakable things. Guess it worked, though. After two years of running dive bars and indie concerts; I made it. The big break," Nova's said looking away, disgusted with those years taken from her.

"See. You even admit it got you where you are. It's how this industry works."

"In your eyes, it is. But not for anyone with any real credibility. The night I got my first song on the radio was no different. Do you remember the night of my first big release party? I was finally a month sober after a year of you pumping me full of drugs. You said that night was payment for what you did for me. The night you raped me and let three of your friends watch. The last time you or any of your industry buddies touched me. I tried to kill myself that night with pills and I spent the next few years doing drugs and high at parties. The paparazzi ate it up. I will never forgive you for what you did to me. I should call the police right now. Get out before I have security throw you out," she cried, opening the door.

Liam got up in her face, "If you tell anyone, I will end you - one way or the other. Remember, there are some very rich and powerful men who had you in their bed. They wouldn't want this information out. Many people's lives would be ruined. You never know, Nova... things happen. You could lose everything. Daddy's little girl ends up on the streets of New York, dead of an overdose."

"Are you threatening me?"

"Think about how many rock stars and celebrities that has happened to. A relapse is bound to happen. A big star like you who has been having emotional issues, a history of drugs, and recent erratic behavior. Just like this crazy Powerbomb Global thing. Who would they believe? A drug addict or a professional businessman?"

Liam walked past her with a smug look, and Nova slammed the door behind him, locking it. She took a second to regain her composure and went over to the entertainment center, pulling out her cell phone. She had placed it there so it would record a video of the conversation. Checked to make sure it was there and emailed it to her private email for safekeeping. She had him admitting to everything he did to her, in detail. Now she had to wait and hope there was a way to end it all for good.