LOGINEthan Blake and Julian Cross are Hollywood’s favorite rivals—two A-list actors whose off-screen feud is as legendary as their on-screen performances. For years, the media has played up their animosity, feeding into the narrative of two stars who can’t stand each other. And Ethan is fine with that. Julian is arrogant, reckless, and far too good at getting under his skin. But when they are cast as romantic leads in a high-profile LGBTQ+ blockbuster, everything changes. Forced into close proximity, the lines between performance and reality begin to blur. Heated arguments behind the scenes turn into charged moments neither of them can ignore. A single off-script kiss during filming shatters their carefully constructed walls, sending both their careers—and emotions—into uncharted territory. The media explodes with speculation. Rumors spread like wildfire, and their public feud only adds fuel to the fire. A PR crisis forces them into damage control, but every interview, every staged moment, only makes it harder to deny the truth simmering beneath the surface. As industry backlash looms and personal stakes grow higher, Ethan finds himself at a crossroads. He has spent years playing it safe, hiding behind his carefully curated image. But Julian refuses to be another script he follows. He wants something real. In an industry built on illusion, can two men who were never meant to fall for each other survive the spotlight’s harsh glare? Or will fear and fame tear them apart before they even have a chance? Enemies on screen. Lovers behind the scenes. But can they survive the ultimate Hollywood scandal?
View MoreZoe's Pov..
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I opened my eyes to look at the wall. 10 am. Fuck i overslept again.
"Mummaaaaaaaa" i shouted getting out of the bed.
"I am late again." I shouted again. I couldn't get out of the bed because of my blanket. Its wrapped around me.
My mom entered the room with her hands crossed on her chest. "Its weekend. And you graduated few months back." She said.
I froze. Yes, i already graduated, I thought I was late for college. Ohh god. I looked at her with "i am sorry" face.
"Come down, have breakfast. Say goodbye to your brother he is leaving." She ordered.
"Yeah, in a minute" I sat there.
I graduated few months back. Even with 8.6 gpa I always get rejected in the interview. While all other fellow mates have already found the job. My family don't want me to work but i want to.
I got freshened up and climbed down stairs. I saw my elder brother, aarav in garden, shouting on someone. Workaholic. I tip toed to him. This time I will scare him, hahaha...
I was just going to "Boo" him....and he turned around and hugged me. Kissing on my forehead he ushered me away.
He always knows whats in my mind
I entered the dinning room... Papa was reading newspaper when i entered. I took a seat next to him.
"So early my dumbo" teased papa.
"Good morning to you too." I greeted him
"You know she got panicked this morning, she thought that she was again late for college." Chuckled my mom.
"Yeah whatever" I rolled my eyes.
"I am leaving" said aarav entering the room. He is so bossy. He looked at me.
"Zoe, sit properly." He scold me point at my legs. I have a habbit of sitting cross legged.
I immediately sat properly.
"Aarav, I again got rejected in this interview. Do you think someone is interfering?" I asked.
"Improve yourself." He said calmly.
"Can you take me with you?" I asked.
"No its business meeting and I will be back at midnight." He replied.
"Papa take me with you." I requested.
"No, my child. You can hang out with your friends." Replied my dad.
"Yes exactly." Entered crystal. I met her 6 months back. She is really good looking with porcelain skin and raven hairs. "I am borrowing her for one night. Its girls night stay at my home"
"NO" said aarav. Crystal likes aarav but he thinks that crystal is hiding something from us. He also asked me to stay away from her. "And have you heard of knocking?"
"Shhh.. aarav. She is family." Interrupt my mom.
"So then take me with you." I sneered at aarav
"Don't worry, I will drop her off at crystal's place and pick her up." Said my mom looking at aarav.
Aarav looked at crystal for a minute then nodded. Dad approved too.
"Okay then, see you at my place tonight." Chirped crystal and left, after winking at my brother.
Jack's pov..
"I don't care how will you do it, just do it. Your time ends today at midnight. And if not done, then you know the consequences." I shouted on my man. Can't Fucking handle a restrained woman.
My phone rang.
"Hello" i said calmly. Smile creeping on my face.
"Boss. I did as you asked for. She will be there tonight." A girls voice spoke.
"Well done. You are one of my most trusted peoples." I chuckled.
"Boss, can i ask you something?" She hesitated.
"Sure."
"Its been a year now, I am stalking her. Don't you think its too long, generally we kidnap the girl within a week. Is she going in your personal collection?" She asked hesitantly.
I chuckled at her audacity. How can she talk like this about my love.
"Crystal, crystal, crystal."
"I am sorry boss."
"She is MY LOVE. Do take care of her. No one lays hands on her." I warned.
"S-sir. Then there is something you need to know." She hesitated.
"What" i shouted.
"S-she met a guy few days back. It was not a date but she was blushing all the time. I- I thin-" she was choking out of fear.
"Crystal, are you telling me that you failed at your work." I shouted.
"N-Nooo sir. I-i...I "
"I am neglecting your mistake. Now bring that boy. Take care of my love. I am going to mark her tonight." I barked cutting the call.
I walked out of my office and entered my secret room. It was filled with pictures. Pictures of her smiling, pictures of her walking, pictures of her driving, pictures of her swimming...
My anger vanished. I have waited for a year now. I had to clear the mess before bringing you in my world. And now its time. I know everything about you. Everything.
I still remember the first time i saw her. I was in her college to kill.
Kill sam, son of betrayer. Sam's father was my partner but he was selling our secret behind my back.
I entered the hall, and saw her. Her long brown hairs. Her hazel eyes. Her small waist. Her perfect hourglass figure. Her full red lips. Her perfect skin. My anger vanished. I stayed there petrified. Lost in her beauty.
"MINE"
But she was standing with sam. My blood boiling in my veins. She is mine. I made sure sam suffered. I was going to kill him, but now i will make him suffer.
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He is still in my underground cell.
Zoe's Pov..
"Bye mom." I said climbing off the car
"Take care baby. And remember the rules." She said.
"Ofcourse, she is under my protection now. You can leave." Said crystal. I didn't knew she was standing behind me.
I entered the house and then my mom take off. Protective.
"You are so late." Complained crystal.
"Sorry i fell asleep." I apologised.
"Come on. Lets get ready. We have to leave." She ushered me in a room
"Leave where? Isn't it sleepover?" I asked.
"We are going to the KING's club." She said handing me a beautiful black dress
"No I can't. You know rules. I can't go out." I handed her the dress back.
"Zoe, you are a big girl now. Don't be a baby. No one will know." Crystal convienced me.
It took her about an hour to convince me. I never lied to my parents. It was like she brain-washed my mind.
"Okay. But we will be back in 2 hours." I said.
"Sure. Now get dressed." She ushered me inside changing room.
I took my time to to get dressed. It was off-shoulder, body-fit jumpsuit with sequin work. I added black heels and wore light makeup.
By the time i got ready, crystal was already dressed in golden bodycone dress with matching heels and red hot lipstick. She looked smoking hot. I felt insecure.
"Lets go now." She pulled me.
Jack's pov...
2 hour late. I have been waiting here for so long. But the thought of touching her for the first time. Holding her for the first time kept me sane. I gulped my 6th drink when I saw crystal enter my club.
I was in my office, from where the whole club was visible but no one can see inside my office.
After few seconds, she entered. She looked devine. Pure angel. In her black dress. Any man would want to have her.
She glanced around. She is observing. I felt myself getting hard. It was hard to control now. I was watching her every move.
She looked around and stopped. Her eyes stop at my office. Exactly the place where I was standing. She felt me. She can't see inside but she felt me.
I was more than happy now...
My love found me.
Ethan’s POVHe used to dream of this.The flashing cameras. The spotlight. The world knowing his name and—maybe more importantly—respecting his work.But now, as Ethan stood backstage at the Dolby Theater, collar tight against his throat, nerves pulsing behind his ribs, all he could think was: What if it costs me everything else?Julian was still in the green room, talking to their agent. Calm. Collected. So effortlessly composed it sometimes ached to watch him. And Ethan loved him for that composure—but tonight, it felt like a wall between them.They were being honored as a creative duo. Glass Mercy was up for multiple awards. Their recent joint interview had gone viral for being “candid,” “brave,” “romantic.” And now, their agents were quietly fighting over their future: Who gets to direct what next. Who headlines. Who gets first billing.Not “Ethan and Julian.”Just Ethan. Or Julian.Alone.The applause thundered like static in his ears when their names were called.Julian took his
Julian’s POVThe apartment felt different now.Not emptier. Not heavier.Just… quieter. Like something had shifted between the floorboards and breath, and even the walls were holding still, afraid to disrupt the fragile balance Julian and Ethan were trying to find again.Julian sat on the floor, his back against the cold kitchen cabinet. A cup of tea—lukewarm and untouched—rested beside him. He was still in last night’s shirt, sleeves rolled, collar open, like time had slowed but never stopped.He wasn’t avoiding Ethan.But he wasn’t rushing back, either.Because this—this kind of love—didn’t move on declarations or drama. It moved on the cracks. The spaces in between. The willingness to stay when every instinct said to run.Two days had passed since the confrontation.Since Ethan had looked at him like he wasn’t just a man falling apart—but one worth catching anyway.Julian had replayed every word. Every hesitation. Every quiet truth they hadn’t said until they had no choice.He’d sp
Julian’s POVIt started with the coffee.Ethan always made the coffee. Two mugs. One splash of oat milk, one black. Quiet domesticity, the kind Julian had never known before him.But that morning, Julian woke to an empty kitchen. No Ethan. No coffee.Just a silence that rang louder than any argument ever could.At first, he told himself it was nothing. Maybe Ethan had gone for a walk. Maybe he was on a call. But the doubt was already there, coiling.Had something shifted?Julian told himself it was just residual tension from the visit. Caleb showing up had dredged up everything Ethan had buried. But it wasn’t just about Caleb.It was about the way Ethan had looked at him afterward. Like he was grateful. Like Julian had saved him again.And that was the problem.Julian didn’t want to be the savior anymore.He wanted to be… chosen.They didn’t talk about it that night. Or the next.Ethan was soft with him. Attentive. But careful, too.Julian started noticing the hesitations—Ethan glanci
Julian’s POVJulian was learning to let Ethan carry parts of him.To lean, to speak first, to say I need you out loud.It wasn’t easy. Not for someone who’d always been the calm one. The shield.But after Ethan shared his story—the quiet horror of being shaped by someone who called it love—Julian had held that pain like something sacred.They’d crossed into a new kind of closeness.Not just lovers. Not just co-creators.Something messier. Braver.So when the doorbell rang that Sunday afternoon, Julian opened it without thinking.And the ghost was standing there.A man. Early thirties. Expensive jacket. That kind of smile that knew it could cut.“Ethan home?” he asked, like he had every right to be.Julian blinked. “I’m sorry. Who—?”The man tilted his head. “Tell him it’s Caleb.”Julian froze.Caleb.The name Ethan never said—but the one Julian had tucked away in the back of his mind. The man who taught Ethan to mistrust softness. The one who made pain look like passion.Julian’s voic
Julian’s POVI always thought I’d be the one who lit up a room. The name on everyone’s lips. The center of every whisper, every glance. I’d grown used to it—maybe even addicted.But lately, the spotlight hadn’t been mine.And for the first time…I wasn’t sure how I felt about that.Tonight, it foll
Ethan’s POVIt started with a message request on my old photography page.Just a name.Tyler.The kind of name you don’t forget—not because it was love, but because it ended without a period. A ghost sentence. An unfinished paragraph in my life I never dared rewrite.“Didn’t think I’d ever be back
Ethan’s POVThere were memories I’d sealed in a box a long time ago.Not because I’d forgotten.But because I thought I had to—if I wanted to be loved.If I wanted to keep moving.Julian once told me that healing wasn’t about forgetting.It was about learning to live alongside the ache.Tonight, I
Ethan’s POVThere were nights when the silence between us said more than any argument could.Tonight, it wasn’t sharp or hostile. It was soft. Cautious. Like both of us were afraid to speak first in case the words cracked something we’d only just started rebuilding.Julian had fallen asleep on the












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