All Chapters of On The Spotlight : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The wind howled through the streets, carrying with it the foreboding scent of an approaching storm. Dark clouds loomed overhead, heavy and swollen, ready to burst at any moment. People moved briskly, some clutching their coats tightly against the chilly wind, others dashing for shelter. The city seemed alive with urgency, but Emily walked at a slower pace, lost in her thoughts.She had just finished her shift at the hospital, exhaustion settling in her bones, but her heart had guided her feet to a different destination. Jaden's house. Her boyfriend. Her first love. They had been together for three years, through thick and thin.Emily's love for Jaden was boundless. It was the kind of love that blinded reason, ignored the whispers of doubt, and held on even when the foundation began to crack. Her mother had warned her countless times. “Emily, you deserve better,” she’d said. Her best friend, Sophia, had been more direct: “Jaden doesn’t love you the way you love him. Open your eyes.”Bu

As Mika ramped up the theatrics of her dramatic display,Emily continued to ignore her every move. It wasn’t that she didn’t notice—she noticed everything—but she refused to feed into Mika’s antics. Instead, she maintained an air of calm indifference. Yet beneath her composed exterior, frustration was beginning to stir. Her jaw clenched, and her fingers fidgeted slightly, the only outward signs of her rising anger.Emily had finally had enough. She climbed down from the stage, her footsteps sharp and deliberate, ready to leave the event entirely. But before she could make her exit, a swarm of reporters blocked her path. Microphones and cameras were thrust into her face as questions came flying.“Miss Emily, what’s your relationship with Mika Donalds?” one reporter asked, his tone laced with curiosity.The crowd of onlookers leaned in closer, eager for Emily’s response. She opened her mouth, her emotions threatening to spill out, but before she could speak, Rachel stepped forward and ge

“Why can’t I go with you, Mika? Are you hiding something from me?” Jaden asked, his voice laced with jealousy. The emotion washed over him like a tidal wave, leaving no room for rational thought. He wasn’t comfortable with Mika going to see Mr. Richard alone.Mika rolled her eyes in irritation, her patience thinning. “You don’t have to go with me, Jaden. Mr. Richard said he wants to see me so we can discuss business properly,” she replied curtly, barely glancing in his direction.Jaden stepped closer, his jaw tightening. “Mika, I’m your manager, not just your boyfriend. I should go with you. I want to be part of—”“Part of what, Jaden?” Mika cut in sharply, her voice rising as anger flickered in her eyes. She squared her shoulders and faced him head-on. “You can’t be part of this plan. After all, Mr. Richard didn’t request your presence; he requested mine.”She snatched her bag from the chair and slung it over her shoulder, clearly signaling the end of the conversation.“I’ll let you

Mika’s voice dripped with mocking sweetness as she stepped into Emily’s path. “Looks like we’ll be seeing a lot more of each other,” Mika said, a smirk playing on her lips.Emily’s jaw tightened, but she didn’t respond. Instead, she pushed past Mika, her footsteps brisk and purposeful. The tension between them crackled like a live wire, and Emily could feel Mika’s smirk lingering like a shadow.Reaching the elevator, Emily pressed the button repeatedly, silently willing the doors to open faster. She needed space—distance from Mika and the rage bubbling under her skin.But just as the doors began to close, Mika slipped inside. “Emily,” Mika chirped, her tone saccharine. “Aren’t you happy we’re working together now?”Emily’s icy glare could have frozen flames, but Mika remained unfazed.“Why so quiet?” Mika pressed on, her voice carrying an edge designed to provoke. “We’re colleagues now! We can even be friends again, don’t you think?”Emily’s knuckles whitened as she clenched her fists

Mika walked into Mr. Richards' office with an air of confidence, her every step deliberate, her poise commanding the room.“Good morning, Richard,” she greeted casually, her voice smooth, yet laced with a hint of mischief.Mr. Richards leaned back in his chair, his eyes lingering on her figure as if assessing the power dynamics between them. A slow, knowing smirk spread across his face.“Won’t you come give Daddy a hug?” he drawled, his tone teasing yet dangerous.Mika raised an eyebrow, unfazed. “Richard,” she began, her voice cool and clipped, “I’m your girl. You should be the one coming to me for a hug.” She turned her head slightly, exposing the graceful line of her neck in a calculated move that exuded both defiance and allure.His smirk widened as he stood, the intensity in his gaze unwavering. “What’s the matter, Mika?” he asked, stepping closer, his voice dropping to a velvety murmur.Her expression hardened, though her eyes betrayed a flicker of vulnerability. “Emily,” she sa