Beautiful Disaster

He's my boss.
Famous heartthrob.
Complete and utter disaster.
I was hired to fix his public image.
But the way he's undressing with his eyes is making me weak.

I was hired to be Drake Blackthorn's personal assistant.
The Drake Blackthorn.
King of Country.
He's been a train wreck since the tragic accident four years ago.
He assumed I was hired to babysit him - he assumed right.
My job: follow him and his rowdy band around for an entire tour.
My dilemma: there's so much more to Drake than meets the eye.
He's beautifully broken in every way.