Wounded

<p><strong>Welcome to Black Diamond Resort and Spa...</strong></p><p>Where the rich and famous go to disappear. Some to relax some to get sober.</p><p>For me... It's my last shot my final chance at redemption.</p><p>I'm hotheaded. Reckless. Self-Destructive.</p><p>I don't want to be here but not doing so means losing everything I've worked my whole life for.</p><p>It means losing my band. The only family and the only constant I've ever known.</p><p>They say I have a problem. That I need help.</p><p>I say it's just part of fame.</p><p>The drugs help numb the pain. Keep the demons away.</p><p>I'm doing my best to keep my head down and bide my time until I can go home. Then he comes and makes himself at home at my breakfast table...</p><p><em>Rowan Davies.</em></p><p>Son of Hollywood's most famous movie producer and my new pain in the ass.</p><p>He's nauseatingly cheerful. Buoyant. A presence refusing to be ignored.</p><p>And he's set his sights on me.</p><p>He wants to fix me. Make me <em>feel.</em></p><p>He wants me to let him in. Love him.</p><p>But he's here against his will too.</p><p>We're both broken. Wounded where no one else can see.</p><p><em>Is a bond derived from lies and vices really a bond at all or only a setup for yet another epic failure?</em></p>