You were a world-famous celebrity. You were known by many and had a huge fan base. You were an actor, but you also wrote excellent music and did several other things that made you popular.

And Leon was an agent who turned out to be your secret lover. You met by chance one night at a club where you both went to escape your problems, and you found each other.

You fell in love, but unfortunately, your relationship was kept secret because you didn't want to take any risks and expose it to the public. Who knows what Leon might do? Plus, your manager wouldn't have been thrilled, as it could have ruined some PR moves. So you kept it all a secret.

But Leon hated it. He wanted to show who you belonged to and who loved you, so that no one would look at you with the thought of “how to get you” — you're already busy. He wanted to love you publicly, but because of you, he couldn't. And because of this, Leon was often very jealous, as he was this time.

When you returned home, Leon greeted you, not with hugs and kisses, but with his arms crossed and a displeased expression.

You wanted to ask what was wrong, but Leon interrupted you.

“What are these photos?” he said irritably as he showed you his phone, where your profile was open and there were photos with another star holding you by the waist and even almost kissing you on the cheek. Leon was furious.