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Synopsis
I pulled every string in Hollywood to turn my girlfriend into an A-list superstar.
On the eve of our engagement, she fell in love with a D-list extra she’d worked with for barely a month.
All because he whispered: "Neither fame nor fortune could ever outshine you in my heart."
When I confronted her, asking how she could throw away five years of history, she screamed right in my face:
"He’s willing to sacrifice everything for me! Could you ever do that?"
"You helped my career, sure, but you don't own me! You can't stop me from pursuing true love!"
When Sienna posted her new relationship on Instagram, I was standing in the venue planning our engagement party.
I had waited five years for this night.
Yet, oddly enough, I wasn't shocked. Disappointed? Maybe. But deep down, I felt like I had seen it coming.
All that remained was a hollow, bitter question mark in my chest.
Sienna and I had been together for five whole years.
When I first met her, she was fresh out of college, picking up bit parts as an uncredited extra.
Over those five years, I tapped into my family’s network and poured millions of dollars and endless resources into her career. I dragged her out of obscurity and pushed her straight onto the A-list.
Knowing that an actor’s youth is fleeting, I even secured her a corporate backup plan, convincing my father to reserve an executive seat for her at our family firm whenever she got tired of the spotlight.
Every charitable donation I made carried her name, crafting her into Hollywood’s beloved sweetheart.
I gave her the world.
Eventually, she accepted my proposal. We started planning the engagement.
Yet, she kept stalling whenever I asked to go public with our relationship.
"I finally built a loyal fanbase, Caleb. Going public now would break their hearts."
"I already said yes to your ring. I’m not going anywhere. Why make a fuss over an Instagram post when I’m about to marry you anyway?"
That was the excuse she fed me. I trusted her. But she ran anyway.
I stared at the picture on Instagram—her leaning into him, tagged with that handle.
I knew who he was. Logan Brooks. He had a tiny cameo in her last studio film.
Sienna had been the leading lady; he played a background guard who died in the first scene.
I couldn't fathom how their paths had crossed, just as I couldn't understand how a man she’d known for thirty days could erase me so effortlessly.
Or maybe I never had a real place in her heart to begin with.
I called off the venue crew and dialed her number.
It rang and rang. She didn't pick up until my fifth call.
"Caleb, stop blowing up my phone! If I’m not answering, I’m busy! What is your problem? You're so annoying!"
Before I could even breathe a word, her venom poured through the speaker.
In the past, I would’ve apologized, thinking I had disrupted her work. But I was wide awake now.
"Busy? Busy playing house with Logan Brooks? Or busy hard-launching him on Instagram?"
The other end fell silent. She clearly hadn't expected me to call her out so directly.
"So you saw it?"
"Since you know, stop calling me. I don't want Logan to get the wrong idea. He’s very possessive and gets jealous easily."
She actually sounded shy, shamelessly flaunting their affection like a lovesick teenager.
A wave of sheer disgust washed over me. For the first time in five years, looking at this woman made my stomach churn.
"So you decided to ditch me right before our engagement just to run off with Logan?"
Her answer caught me completely off guard.
"What I feel for Logan isn't what I feel for you. He gives me butterflies, a spark! I’m still going to marry you eventually, Caleb, but you have to let me experience real passion for a few years."
"I’m still young. You can’t trap me in a boring marriage right now. I want to see how colorful the world can be."
It was laughable. She wanted raw passion and novelty, yet refused to let go of the wealth and career I handed her.
Nobody gets to have their cake and eat it too.
"So you expect me to wait around until you’re done having your fun, and then welcome you back at the altar?"
Sienna didn't even flinch. She doubled down:
"You just don't get it, Caleb! Logan told me that neither fans nor money matter to him—nothing is more precious than me."
"You gave me a leg up in the industry, but you have no right to stand in the way of my happiness and true love!"
I had nothing left to say. Logan didn't even have a thousand followers on social media. What did he have to sacrifice?
She was so blinded by his cheap words that she forgot who had built her entire empire.I pushed open the heavy oak doors of the mansion, each step echoing against old memories.
Those sweet moments we once shared felt like shattered glass, slicing through my chest with every breath.
This villa was supposed to be my gift to her—our dream home. Every single corner was filled with plans for our future.
Yet reality shattered that fairy tale in the cruelest way possible.
Or rather, it was always just my own wishful thinking.
Stepping into the foyer, my eyes caught the over-the-top, pastel-toned princess decor. Gilded moldings, baby-pink accents, and a massive crystal chandelier glaring coldly in the midday light.
Every inch had been custom-tailored to her taste. She used to twirl around this living room, acting like a royal waiting for her prince.
Back then, I let myself be pulled into her fantasy, convinced that this was what true happiness looked like.
Now, it just looked cheap, fake, and pathetic.
I pulled out my phone and called a demolition crew. I wanted the place stripped clean, every trace of her wiped away.
I was going to turn it into an entirely blank slate, devoid of her presence, and put it straight on the market.
Letting the house go was the only way to let this humiliating chapter die.
The crew arrived shortly after, marking the beginning of a cold, necessary reset.
As I stood by the grand window watching the workers tear down the drapes, the front door swung open.
Sienna walked in.
Trailing right behind her was Logan.
Logan carried himself with that timid, fragile posture he always put on, cowering slightly as if I were some ruthless villain ready to tear him apart.
"Caleb! What the hell are you doing?!"
Sienna blew up the second she stepped inside.
"Look at what you’ve done to our house!"
I glanced at the two of them with utter indifference.
"Good, you're here. Pack your things and get out. Whatever you leave behind goes straight into the dumpster. Leave your keys on the counter."
Sienna scanned the half-gutted room, her voice trembling with fury:
"Are you seriously being this petty over a post—"
Logan cut in, offering a sickeningly humble smile.
"Caleb, man, what's going on? Are you upset about the Instagram picture? Sienna was just playing around. Don't take it out on her."
I let out a dry laugh. They really still thought I was an idiot.
"Playing around? Sienna told me you two are together."
Logan immediately shrank back, eyes wide with performative panic.
"No, Caleb, that's... Sienna and I... Look, I know I'm not in her league. I’ll give her back to you, okay? Don't be mad."
He said he would give Sienna back to me.
As if she were a piece of borrowed property, and he was the benevolent god deciding who got to keep her.
Looking at them, every trace of emotion drained out of me.
The love I had carried had withered under the rot of betrayal. Nothing was left but stone-cold resolve.
I shook my head, my voice quiet and steady.
"Keep her. We're done."
Every word cut clean and final.Sienna was about to snap back when her phone rang loudly.
It was the director of her upcoming blockbuster. He was calling to inform her that she had been replaced.
Sienna lost her mind right there in the hallway.
"Caleb, did you do this?! You did this on purpose! You had the director fire me! How could you be so petty?!"
"You're a selfish monster! Just because I won't marry you right away, you want to ruin my entire life?! This is coercion! You can't do this to me!"
Everything she had in this town was bought with my family's money and influence. If I chose to pull the plug, who was going to stop me?
Watching her throw a tantrum, so crude and unreasonable, I felt like I was looking at a complete stranger.
She hadn't always been like this.
My mind drifted back to the afternoon we first crossed paths. A crisp, sunny day on campus, buzzing with youthful energy.
I was funding and producing a student showcase film, visiting sets to find the right face to lead the project.
That was the moment Sienna walked into my life.
She wore a simple, elegant white summer dress, her brown hair falling over her shoulders. She was standing quietly among a crowd of extras, but she had a glow that drew everyone's eyes.
My heart skipped a beat. It felt like stumbling across something pure and rare.
I made her my female lead without a second thought.
After that, I paved her path in Hollywood with gold.
She went from an unnoticed background extra to the fastest-rising starlet in the industry.
I catered to her every whim. Whatever role she wanted, I secured it. I hired top-tier acting coaches, vocal trainers, and PR publicists. Whenever she felt overwhelmed, I personally managed her day-to-day chaos.
To me, she was the brightest star in the sky, worthy of everything I had to give.
Over time, though, her appetite grew monstrous.
She grew demanding and treated my sacrifices as background noise. Her ambition became a bottomless pit that no amount of praise or luxury could fill.
I thought love and patience would ground her, hoping she’d eventually value what we had.
I was wrong.
Then came the rumors about Logan Brooks.
At first, it was just grainy paparazzi shots of them hanging out late at night. A knot tightened in my gut, but I lied to myself, thinking it was just PR buzz or tabloid trash.
I even paid off entertainment outlets to scrub the articles.
Until I caught them touching each other intimately right under my nose.
It wasn't an innocent mistake. It was a calculated, deliberate betrayal.
The realization shattered my illusions like glass.
Rage, betrayal, and heartbreak choked the air out of my lungs.
I asked myself if five years of devotion had been worth it, or if I had been a blind fool from day one.
My love for her had been built on a fragile bubble. And reality had just popped it.
Right before she walked in today, I had called the studio's executive board and pulled our entire investment from her film.
The production team had worked fast.She stood before me, eyes bloodshot and voice shrill, accusing me of abusing my privilege to crush her dreams.
"I never thought you were this disgusting, Caleb! You're holding me hostage! Forcing me to stay tied to you!"
"I am a human being with the right to make my own choices! You don't own me!"
Listen to her. She sounded as though I had held her in a dungeon for half a decade.
Watching her face twist in fury, a hollow sadness washed over me.
I never imagined she would spit such venom at the one man who had handed her the world on a silver platter.
I realized my mistake.
I thought drowning her in luxury and opportunities would make her love me.
Instead, I had just fattened an ungrateful parasite.
Right on cue, Logan stepped forward. He placed a gentle hand on her trembling shoulder, speaking in a low, soothing tone:
"Don't worry, Sienna. A talent like yours will land even bigger roles. I have contacts in indie studios—I'll help you."
"Please don't cry. It breaks my heart to see tears in your eyes, baby."
I stood back, watching their little soap opera with sheer amusement.
Soothed by his cheap reassurance, Sienna’s breathing slowed. A smirking smile returned to her lips.
She threw her chin up, looking at me with triumph:
"Let me tell you something, Caleb Vance. I don't need you to survive! Anything you can give me, Logan can provide too!"
"Without your money, I’ll still conquer this town!"
She had her hands on her hips, looking up at me, yet acting as if she were standing on a pedestal looking down.
She was riding high on blind arrogance.
Logan was only clinging to her because of the fame and resources she supposedly had.
He thought using Sienna would open studio doors for him.
What the fool didn't realize was that without me backing her, Sienna Reed was nobody.
Everything she owned existed because of my wallet and my family's name.
Seeing her smug defiance, I couldn't wait to see how long their little romance would last.
I took a slow, deep breath and cut the cord.
"Alright. Best of luck with that."
"Sienna, we're over."
I looked at her, my chest surprisingly light. There was anger, yes, but above all, an overwhelming sense of freedom.
Closing this chapter meant I finally got my life back.
Sienna dropped her mask completely:
"Fine! Break up! I'm sick of being around a vindictive prick like you anyway! If you hadn't been blocking him behind the scenes, Logan would've been a star by now!"
"He told me everything! He was supposed to get a leading role last year, but you sabotaged him! You always pull dirty tricks like that!"
So Logan had been feeding her fairy tales to excuse his own lack of talent. Whatever. I didn't care anymore.
Suddenly, the executive producer of her canceled project appeared at the door.
Sienna’s face lit up instantly, like a drowning woman spotting a liferaft:
"Mr. Davis! Did you change your mind? Are you here to put me back on the call sheet?!"
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Chapters (4)
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
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