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Chapter 10 - Checkmate
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Breaking The Spotlight Chapter 93 - Reclaim Your Crown
The email arrived in the soft hush of dawn, when the penthouse was still dim and LA’s chaos hadn’t yet clawed at the windows. Celeste sat on the edge of their bed, phone in hand, thumb hovering above the glowing subject line: INTERNATIONAL CINEMA GUILD — NOMINATION.Behind her, Damien stirred but didn’t wake. She could hear his even breathing, feel the warmth of him under the sheets, and for a moment, she almost didn’t open it. But curiosity, that old, half-buried reflex, won.She scanned the message twice before she let the phone drop to her knee.Best Lead Actress. An indie drama that had nearly died on the festival circuit, resurrected now by critics who suddenly remembered she could act when the scandal smoke cleared.A nomination for an award that once would have set her entire team buzzing, her phone blowing up with stylists, brand deals, photographers.She exhaled, pressing the heels of her palms to her eyes until her vision danced with stars.Down the hall, she could hear the
Breaking The Spotlight Chapter 92 - Build It With Me
By morning, the penthouse felt less like a fortress and more like a command post. Papers littered the long oak dining table, mock contracts, scribbled strategy notes, a blueprint of a company not yet public but already alive in the way their conversations kept looping back to it.Celeste sat cross-legged on the table itself, one foot brushing Damien’s knee as he flipped through another investor dossier. She watched him, how naturally he moved through these calculations, the way his voice dipped low when he spoke about risk and equity like it was air.“How many people have you already told?” she asked finally.Damien didn’t look up immediately. “A handful. Quiet backers, a couple of legal heads. No press.”“And the board?”“Skeleton only,” he said, eyes flicking up. “Nothing signed in blood yet.”Celeste nudged his leg with her toes. “And you were just going to drop my name in the headlines when it was convenient?”He dropped the file, leaning back in the chair. “I wasn’t going to use
Breaking The Spotlight Chapter 91 - Creator-owned, Creator-controlled
Celeste paused at the threshold of Damien’s study, fingers brushing the frame. He didn’t see her at first, he was too focused on the screen, the soft glow lighting up the hard line of his jaw.She knocked lightly. “You’re hiding in here again.”Damien looked up, just a flicker of surprise before that easy smile slid into place. “I’m working.”“On what?” She stepped inside, barefoot on the warm wood floor. The city stretched behind him in a dusk haze, all gold edges and distant noise.“Just cleaning up some contracts,” he said, minimizing a window too quickly.Celeste raised a brow. “You haven’t touched my new scripts for two days. Did my manager quit already?”He leaned back, stretching his arms. “Never. You’re my highest maintenance client.” He let out a low chuckle.“Damien.” Her tone softened, but she didn’t look away. “What are you building?”He hesitated, which told her more than any answer. “It’s not finished. I wanted to surprise you.”Celeste crossed her arms. “Try me.”He stu
Breaking The Spotlight Chapter 90 - Count Me In
New York in spring had a way of pretending it wasn’t the same city that ate its own the moment you blinked. The air still held a bite, but the avenues were blooming, street vendors with cheap bouquets, sun glancing off glass towers like a dare.Celeste pressed her forehead to the window of their car as they turned onto Park Avenue. She’d almost forgotten how this city could hum beneath your skin, the old energy that made her feel fifteen and fearless for a minute. But this time it was different. She wasn’t here to hustle. She wasn’t here to beg for a seat at the table. This time, they’d invited her.Damien glanced at her reflection in the tinted glass, his expression unreadable but warm at the edges. “You ready for this?”Celeste lifted one shoulder in a small shrug. “I suppose I am.”He reached over, brushing his knuckles under her chin until she turned to him fully. “It’s not a performance, Celeste. You’re being honored because they can’t ignore you anymore.”She laughed under her b
Breaking The Spotlight Chapter 89 - A Whisper Network With Teeth
They stayed in the kitchen long after the tea went cold. The letter sat between them on the marble island, edges smoothed and re-smoothed under Celeste’s fingers until the paper looked worn in the way secrets always did.Damien stood across from her, sleeves pushed up, eyes steady, no businessman’s armor now, just the man who’d watched her break and rebuild too many times to count.Celeste pushed her mug away, leaned her elbows on the counter, and let out a breath. “You know what bothers me most? That Lila thought she had to disappear to be safe.”Damien’s brow creased, but he didn’t interrupt.She pressed on, voice low but gaining its edge. “I keep thinking about all the ones who never even wrote the letter. How many are out there, carrying it like it’s their shame. Ghosts in this business. I can’t stand it.”“You won’t let it stand,” he said. Not a question, a quiet certainty.She looked at him the same way she had the first time she’d trusted him with the ugliest parts of her story
Breaking The Spotlight Chapter 88 - A Reminder Letter
The rain had come and gone overnight, leaving the city washed clean, or at least pretending to be. Celeste sat curled on the broad windowsill of the penthouse, knees tucked up, her fingers wrapped around a mug that had long since gone cold.Below her, Manhattan stretched gray and soft at the edges, the streets shimmering where the early sun caught rainwater pooled in potholes. If she leaned her head against the glass, she could almost pretend she was invisible up here, a woman in a glass tower, untouchable for a moment.Damien’s voice drifted in from the study behind her, low and calm in that way he had when something needed fixing. He was on another call, this time about rights clearances for the upcoming documentary they’d agreed to, or maybe about the statement they’d drafted to shut down the latest tabloid echo. Celeste couldn’t tell anymore. Some days it felt like the whole world was paperwork and PR. So much machinery just to keep standing upright.She let the hum of his voice f
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