CHAPTER 88

“No—just messin’. What’s up?” I dropped onto the sofa and eyed her.

Her dark hair was twisted into a braid that hang over her shoulder, and her dress hang loosely, stopping at mid-thigh.

“I spoke to your lawyers,” she said quietly. “They’re going to try and see if they can silence her and forbid her from releasing the video, but they’re not hopeful. Now that it’s out there—and being clamored for by your fans, I might add, check Twitter—she may release it for financial gain. And if you approach her with money, it may seem as if you’re bribing or blackmailing her, which will get you in trouble.”

“I thought you said it didn’t exist.”

She chewed on the inside of her cheek. “There’s evidence to the contrary.”

Fuck.

“Sit.” I moved the guitar to the side and motioned for her to sit down.

She did, slowly.

“So what do I do?”

“Nothing,” Elena sighed. “There’s nothing you can do, Aiden. Not until you hear from your lawyers. They’re already offering a significant amount of money to the media outl