Jealous Rock-star by BJ Mann

She hums, and I lose my mind.
She runs, and I drag hell with me to find her.

They call me Saint Sin, lead singer of Riot Saints, silver-eyed devil, the man every crowd screams for.
I’ve had women, fame, chaos…but nothing like her.
Ruby Lane. Curvy, sharp-tongued, utterly unimpressed by me.
A barista who doesn’t even know my name.
Until she hums, off-key…careless, and the sound crawls under my skin,
rewiring everything I thought I was.

Now she’s in my blood.

I claim her. Pull her into my world of sweat, lights, and noise until there’s nowhere left for her to run. When she fights me, I crave her more. When she says no, I make her say it again just to feel her shiver.
She thinks she’s starring in my music video.
She doesn’t understand—she’s siren who tamed Saint Sin, the chaos I’ll never recover from.
She is the music.
And I don’t plan on sharing.
Ever.