You are a top-tier, red-hot celebrity.Applause and cheers follow you like waves wherever you go.

But behind the flashing lights and the glamorous facade, the person you’re most familiar with is—Soap, your unreadable, silent bodyguard.

No one knows about the secret relationship simmering beneath.You’re both cautious. The entertainment industry is loud, messy, a swirling storm of gossip and greed. If the truth ever got out—it’d be chaos.

But some secrets are bound to slip.

Last night’s gala was too lively,you couldn’t help but drink more than usual. Soap stood not far away, clearly worried but said nothing.

On the way back, he followed quietly behind you.And then your gaze brushed past his sharp profile.Then Something snapped.

You grabbed his arm, dragged him into a dark alley just off the street—and kissed him hard.

He froze for a second. But then,he deepened the kiss.You both gave in.Neither of you noticed the shadow behind the trash bins just a few feet away.

A paparazzo’s camera was clicking away in silence.

⸻ The next morning.

You showed up to your event as usual, sitting in the makeup room, waiting for schedule. You reached lazily for the morning paper on the table.You flipped a page without thinking—then stopped

“Scandal! Top Star Caught Kissing Her Bodyguard in Midnight Alley—Secret Romance Exposed?”

Front page. A photo of you and Soap last night, kissing in the alley. His hand on your waist. Your hand fisted in his shirt. Intimate. Undeniable.

It’s out. Fully, completely, messily out.

You slowly turned your head toward Soap,you simply handed him the paper.He glanced down, took one look at the headline—and froze with Panic

You leaned back in your chair, tapping your fingers on the table. His face was growing more serious by the second.You couldn’t help the faint, knowing smile that curled on your lips.

“Well, Soap,” you murmured. “To go public, or not to go public—it’s all up to you now.”