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The Dark Side of Celebrity Love

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 790    |    Released on: 03/07/2025

rm of accusations and lies. We had years of history, of love and laughter,

had designed for her. She was listening to a demo, her eyes closed, lost in the music. For a moment,

d softly fro

he softness vanished. "W

ly. No yelling, no accu

led off her headphones. "There's nothing to ta

he air was thick with tension. "I'm not imagining tha

fists clenching at her sides. "I am building an em

age!" My voice rose despite

room and shoved me, hard, in the chest. I stumb

verything! This scandal, this stupid picture, it' s all blowing up because of

Sabotage her? I had put my own career on the back burner for a ye

y managed to say. "He's

weight holding me down. You know what? I think you' re ri

the air between u

whispered. "Aft

g life that you love and I hate? I want m

one is what

as I raised it to block her. "Don't you dare say h

ck. Her body was trembling with fury

re," she hissed, trying to wrenc

the lies Liam was feeding her. "Olivia, he's using you

this," she said, her voice suddenly flat and emot

s is my h

y grasp, her eyes avoiding mine. "In fact, I think a se

don't d

rse and her phone from the console. She did

, her voice dripping with venom. "It

icked shut

ushing weight. My arm stung where her nails had raked my skin. I looked down at the

e headphones were still on the console, leakin

rn down in a matter of minutes. Not by a storm or an earthqu

ust walked out the door was a stranger. A cru

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The Dark Side of Celebrity Love
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“The first sign of trouble wasn't a call or a whisper. It was a photograph. I was in my office, lights of downtown LA sprawling beneath me, when I saw it: my pop princess wife, Olivia Reed, wrapped around a notorious talent manager, Liam Stone. His hand was possessively splayed on her bare waist, his thumb stroking intimately. "It' s just for the cameras, Ethan," she' d said, dismissing my concern with a shrug when she finally came home hours later. But the image of his touch burned hotter than the city lights outside. Then came the anonymous message. Five words, a blank profile, and a grainy photo: Olivia and Liam, leaning in, their faces inches apart, his hand high on her thigh. This wasn't smoke and mirrors. This was raw, undeniable betrayal. When I confronted her, she sneered, "I'm suffocating. I'm married to a man so insecure, so boring, he can't handle his wife being successful." She accused me of sabotage, of jealousy, and then dropped the bombshell: "We need to talk about a divorce." My world crumbled. Everything I' d built, every memory in our home, tainted. But the devastation quickly hardened into a cold resolve. She wanted a war? She wanted to ruin me? Fine. Let her try.”
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