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Chapter 13 - The Trap Is Set
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Breaking The Spotlight Chapter 96 - Ghostwritten Poison Piece
They found the shell company within forty-eight hours. Calloway delivered the name on a rainy Wednesday, dropping a manila folder on Damien’s office table with a grim smile that said this rabbit hole’s about to get interesting. Celeste stood beside Damien as they read the cover sheet. The shell company was listed under an innocuous string of letters, Palladium Holdings, but the money trail looped back through two offshore accounts and finally landed somewhere in Zurich. “Anonymous ownership, layers of nominees,” Calloway explained, tapping the folder. “Someone wants this to look like a lone memoir, but they’re funneling real money into it. Promotion, distribution, the whole package.” Celeste pinched the bridge of her nose. “Someone wants this to stick. Not just a tabloid splash, but a legacy stain.” Damien closed the folder, fingers drumming the desk. “Do we know who’s behind Palladium?” Calloway lifted a shoulder. “We’re close. But it smells like someone who’d benefit from you
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They’d woken late, still tangled in the quiet aftermath of the dinner, the string lights from the terrace barely cool when dawn crept over the city. Celeste had drifted back to sleep after Damien slid out of bed to make coffee, this time not the programmable kind, but by hand, something ritualistic in the press and pour.When she finally wandered barefoot into the kitchen, the scent of dark roast and toasted bread met her first. Damien was at the counter, sleeves pushed up, phone tucked between shoulder and jaw, murmuring something in that even tone he reserved for early calls.She lingered in the doorway, just watching him: the way his shoulders tensed ever so slightly, the clipped way he said "Understood" before ending the call. He placed the phone down face-first on the marble island and didn’t immediately look at her.She knew that look. The one he’d worn when headlines blindsided them. When Veronica’s claws were at their deepest. When survival meant fighting battles at breakfast.
Breaking The Spotlight Chapter 94 - The Flame
They found the shell company within forty-eight hours.Calloway delivered the name on a rainy Wednesday, dropping a manila folder on Damien’s office table with a grim smile that said this rabbit hole’s about to get interesting.Celeste stood beside Damien as they read the cover sheet. The shell company was listed under an innocuous string of letters, Palladium Holdings, but the money trail looped back through two offshore accounts and finally landed somewhere in Zurich.“Anonymous ownership, layers of nominees,” Calloway explained, tapping the folder. “Someone wants this to look like a lone memoir, but they’re funneling real money into it. Promotion, distribution, the whole package.”Celeste pinched the bridge of her nose. “Someone wants this to stick. Not just a tabloid splash, but a legacy stain.”Damien closed the folder, fingers drumming the desk. “Do we know who’s behind Palladium?”Calloway lifted a shoulder. “We’re close. But it smells like someone who’d benefit from you bleedi
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
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