All Chapters of RECKLESS CELEBRITY : Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

Lena Moore had mastered the art of being invisible.In a place like the Royal Crest Hotel, invisibility wasn’t just survival — it was protection.She adjusted the sleeves of her faded uniform as she pushed the cleaning cart through the marble corridor. Everything around her sparkled — golden lights, crystal chandeliers, polished floors that reflected luxury like a mirror.A world she would never belong to.A world that would never notice her.“Room 1408,” her supervisor had said earlier. “VIP guest. Be careful. Don’t touch anything you don’t have to.”Lena had only nodded.She never asked questions.Questions were for people who had options.She stopped in front of the door, took a steady breath, and knocked once.No answer.She swiped the key card and entered.The smell hit her first.Alcohol. Expensive perfume. And chaos disguised as luxury.The room looked like a storm had passed through it — clothes scattered across the floor, champagne bottles half-empty, a shattered glass near t

Lena didn’t remember how she got home.One moment she was standing in the manager’s office, staring at a piece of paper that had just destroyed her life…And the next, she was sitting on the edge of her small bed, still wearing her uniform.Silent.Numb.Mia entered the room and froze the moment she saw her.“Lena?” she called softly. “What happened?”Lena didn’t answer.Her hands were still shaking.Her eyes were empty.Mia stepped closer quickly and crouched in front of her. “Talk to me. You’re scaring me.”A long pause.Then Lena finally spoke — barely above a whisper.“I lost my job.”Mia blinked. “What? Why?”Lena laughed once.But it wasn’t humor.It was disbelief breaking apart.“Because I accused someone rich of doing something wrong… and they believed him instead of me.”Mia’s expression hardened instantly. “Who?”Lena didn’t answer right away.Her throat tightened.Then she said it.“Zayden Vale.”The room went completely still.Even Mia knew that name.Everyone did.The rec

For a few seconds, neither of them moved.The street noise faded.Cars passed, people walked, life continued… but it all felt distant, like it belonged to another world.Lena stood frozen at the clinic entrance, her fingers tightening around the test results inside her bag.Zayden Vale stood a few steps away, one hand still on the car door he had just closed.And then his eyes dropped.To her face.To her pale expression.To the slight tremor in her hands.Something in his chest tightened.He didn’t understand why.But it did.“…Lena?” he said slowly.Hearing her name in his voice made her stomach drop.She should have run.She should have turned away immediately.But her feet didn’t move.Because fear does that sometimes , it roots you in place instead of saving you.Zayden took a step forward.Then another.His voice lowered slightly. “What are you doing here?”Lena swallowed hard.Her throat felt dry.“I could ask you the same thing,” she replied quietly.A pause.Zayden glanced at

The DNA kit sat on the glass table like a threat.Not loud. Not moving. Not alive.But somehow… heavier than everything else in the room.Lena stood frozen near the couch, her hands clenched so tightly her nails pressed into her palms. Zayden stood a few steps away, his expression unreadable, but his jaw tight enough to show restraint.Mrs. Vale remained calm.Too calm.Like she had already decided the outcome.“This is simple,” she said evenly. “If there is nothing to hide, we confirm it and move on.”Lena shook her head immediately.“No.”The word came out sharper than she expected.Mrs. Vale turned slightly. “Excuse me?”“I am not doing this here,” Lena said, her voice trembling but firm.Zayden’s eyes flickered toward her.For a brief second… something shifted in his expression.Not surprise.Recognition.Like he understood her refusal more than he wanted to admit.Mrs. Vale sighed softly.“You are making this harder than it needs to be.”Lena let out a bitter laugh.“Harder?” she