Unscripted: A Forbidden Hollywood Romance

I came to L.A. for sunshine, art, and maybe a little freedom. I didn’t plan on him.

Rhett Kingsley—Hollywood’s fallen golden boy. Older. Wickedly charming. Danger wrapped in a three-piece suit.

Our first meeting? Me, gagging up escargot in the men’s room. His? Offering me a handkerchief and a stare that burned straight through my skin.

One night turns into laughter, milkshakes, and a kiss that ruins every rule I ever made for myself. He’s the kind of man who makes promises with his eyes and keeps them with his mouth. Every touch feels like a confession. Every kiss, a sin I want to repeat.

I should run. He’s chaos — and I’ve lived my whole life playing it safe. But when Rhett whispers Monroe like a prayer, I forget who I am.

And maybe losing myself in him is the only way I’ll ever feel alive.