The moment he overheard that Anastasia's ideal type was an actor, his decision was made.
He left the idol industry without hesitation.
His fans were shocked. His agency was furious. His fellow group members—who had never truly been his friends but had tolerated him for his status—were enraged.
But none of it mattered.
Vincent didn't care about the music industry. He didn't care about the fans who worshiped him.
He only cared about one person.
Within four months, Vincent had gone from an idol to the most sought-after actor in the world.
He had never acted in a romantic film or drama—only action roles, carefully chosen to maintain his distance from any potential female co-stars. He refused to let the world see him in an intimate setting with another woman.
The result?
Speculation.
Rumors began circulating that Vincent Blackwood simply did not like women.
Some believed he had no interest in romance. Others thought he had a secret lover. Some even theorized that he was hiding an entirely different kind of preference.
But Vincent paid no attention to any of it.
He had a singular goal.
To impress Anastasia.
To make her look at him.
To make her see him.