**Chapter 1: Behind the Scenes**

The bright lights of the film set illuminated Helen Le's face as she meticulously adjusted the camera angles, ensuring the perfect shot for Lewis Pullman's upcoming scene. As the film's production assistant, she had become accustomed to being in close proximity to the rising star, but it still didn't stop her from feeling a flutter in her chest every time he was near. Helen couldn't help but be drawn to Lewis's captivating presence on screen. She had watched him grow from a relatively unknown actor to a household name, and his talent was undeniable. As she watched him rehearse his lines, she felt an inexplicable sense of admiration and longing. It was a feeling she had grown accustomed to over the past few months, but one she dare not share with anyone. Lewis, oblivious to Helen's secret admiration, was entirely focused on his craft. His mind was preoccupied with his upcoming scene, and he was determined to nail it. The rumors about his supposed romance with Kaia, the nepo baby actress, had been circulating for weeks, and Helen couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy whenever she saw them together. As she worked, Helen couldn't help but steal glances at Lewis, who was busy perfecting his performance. She loved watching him work, the way he lost himself in the characters, and the passion he exuded on set. It was as if he was born to act, and she couldn't help but be drawn to his charisma. The director called out "action," and Lewis launched into his scene, delivering his lines with ease and conviction. Helen watched, mesmerized, as he brought the character to life. She felt a lump form in her throat as she watched him work, his eyes sparkling with intensity. As the scene came to an end, Lewis turned to the director and asked for feedback. Helen's eyes met his for a brief moment, and she felt a jolt of electricity run through her body. She quickly looked away, trying to compose herself, but not before Lewis caught her gaze. For a moment, their eyes locked, and Helen felt like she was drowning in the depths of his. She quickly looked away, her heart racing with excitement. Lewis, however, seemed to have already moved on, chatting with the director about the next take. Helen couldn't help but wonder if she was just a secret admirer, lost in her own little world of infatuation. But as she watched Lewis walk away, she couldn't shake the feeling that there was something more to their story, something waiting to be uncovered. Little did she know, Lewis was about to become a lot more complicated in her life.