Are you going to tell the story like that?

The plot spun turns out to not be a golden strawman as Queel is the Rumplestiltskin left behind in his rump and play endeavors holding the grammy for the most strategic, sneakiest, cunning, nasty man of the year. In the dust of romance, all that glitters may not turn to gold with the price of fingers lusting in the shadows of time passing throughout Egypt's  sand hour glasses. You're going need glasses for the glare and for this unbelievable spread in the fabrics chosen, bodies woven in devious, self serving plots that are too irresistible to turn down the covers. Sparkle and Fame host a lavish event but the sparks Pharaoh's couriers deliver make Ebony's newsflash hidden in the flash of lights from paparazzi as it's all exposed head to toe. No one's going home without treasure, diamonds and keepsakes. Keep it, we know what's on the reel, a little B footage. You  that GLOW in the closet turned dojo! The Sparkle of jewels are not the only buried treasure we're going to find left behind the scenes, and abroad. Keep reading, as the storyline dares to tell all, just in time to save a little secreted romance. Right? As Ebony picks his poison, he's challenged by loyalty in and out of the sheets, contracts beyond the scope of passion, lust and acts of commission.