The evening of April 5th, superstar Aimon Lecrete was seen by paparazzis accompanying a young actress on the streets! Could this be–

The radio dies with a crackle.

He scoffs, throwing the plug aside as the buzzing in his ear worsened with each breath.

"Do you get off on hearing your name from other people's mouths?" He wonders out loud. No response comes, only the soft shuffling on the floor.

He wouldn't expect any from a gagged man anyways.

He turns to look down at Aimon— only to regret it seconds later. For someone who was knocked out and tied up, the bastard doesn't seem too troubled by this dilemma, almost looking relaxed in the way he rests his cuffed wrists. He's been staring with piercing blue eyes for god knows how long now.