The light blue BMW gave me a feeling like I was Cinderella. I was dressed up, and the charming prince was taking me to his ball. Yeah, kind of like a fairy tale. After all, it was all a lie on my part. I was lying to Jason. He was a challenge for me and my blog fans were promising to be very generous if I succeeded in stealing a kiss from the famous guy.

Jason parked in front of the most hard-to-get-in club in the town. It was a place for those who do not care if a hundred dollar bill slips out of the pocket of their fashionable...