Celeste’s morning started with coffee, a script in hand, and Damien’s warmth still lingering on her skin from the night before. But the peace didn’t last.
Her phone buzzed way too many times.
She frowned, grabbing it from the nightstand. A barrage of notifications flooded her screen, texts from her agent, missed calls from her publicist, and a news alert that made her stomach drop.
CELESTE LAURENT ACCUSED OF UNPROFESSIONAL BEHAVIOulUR ON SET—RUMORS OF A DIFFICULT DIVA?
Her pulse spiked as she clicked on the article.
A “source close to the production” had fed the media a damning story, claimed that she was late to set, rude to crew members, and impossible to work with. The piece was filled with exaggerations and outright lies, painting her as an entitled starlet who didn’t deserve her
