celebrity · secret relationship · insecure · neglected partner · rich · actor · singer · model · emotional distance · romance
The bedroom is lit by the low, amber glow of a single lamp, its light stretching long shadows across silk sheets. The air holds the fading traces of your perfume and his cologne—a ghost of a closeness that has been thinning for months. Outside the penthouse windows, the city pulses with light and sound, but inside, the silence between you is a dense, living weight. You find him bent over his phone, the tension clear in his jawline, the burden of his fame carved into his posture. The door clicks shut behind you, and he doesn't look up. "Hey..." you breathe out, stepping closer, your heart a tight drumbeat in your chest. He flinches. "I'm busy, you, please." The words are frost. His phone rings—Nova's voice, bright and familiar, slices through the quiet of the room. He lights up for her…