She Stole My Boyfriend (And I Saw the Online Comments)
Our girl is making a move! So cute!
Sienna, move! Let our girl stand next to him!
Ugh, write Sienna off! We want Lily and Lilyan together!
Lilyan took the card and returned it to me. "Haven't you heard 'first come, first served'?" he said coldly. The chat exploded with anger towards him and me. I turned to the starlet, my voice calm. "Security. Get her off my set."
1
Lily froze.
So did the live comments.
What a manipulative bitch! Sienna's pulling strings just to steal Lilyan from our girl! Does she have no shame?
This is what happens when you date a controlling monster. Poor Lilyan, he must be suffering so much with her!
"I have a contract to be on this show! You can't just kick me off!" Lilys chin jutted out defiantly.
The chat feed erupted in laughter.
Yesss, that fighting spirit is so hot! Go, Lily, go! Take down that wicked witch!
So now I was the wicked witch, was I?
A cold smirk touched my lips. "I can. Because the director answers to me."
Just as I said it, the director scurried over, his expression panicked, ready to escort her away. Lilys face went pale.
Her eyes darted to Lilyan.
"Lilyan..." she whispered, her voice trembling.
He just stared back, a flicker of confusion in his eyes. He didn't seem to understand why this budding starlet was so fixated on him. He turned away, ignoring her completely.
You'll regret this, Lilyan!! One day you'll see how amazing she is!
Our girl is so brave! I wouldnt even have the guts to ask for a celebritys autograph, and she just goes for it!
That's why shes a warrior for love! How else could she melt the ice king's heart? That snake Sienna doesn't deserve him!
Later, during a break, the director approached me, wringing his hands. "Ms. Vance," he began, his voice dripping with apology, "I've already reprimanded Lily for her behavior. She was completely out of line."
He leaned in closer. "But she was placed here by him. You see my position"
I frowned. "Him?"
The director nodded grimly.
I pinched the bridge of my nose, a headache beginning to form. "Keep her on a tight leash. If she pulls another stunt like that, I don't care who he is. I want her gone. Permanently."
"Understood! Absolutely!" He bowed his way out of my trailer.
"Wait!" I called after him. "Did the air-freighted package arrive?"
"It did, it did! I'll take you to it right now!"
2
Lilyan and I had kept our relationship under wraps. This show was supposed to be the warm-up for our official debut as a couple.
And today, of all days, was his birthday.
Lilyan was meticulous about his image. Three months ago, Id commissioned a one-of-a-kind shirt for him from a legendary branda house that once tailored for Napoleon's own family. It was designed in a vintage European style, a piece of art.
But as I walked onto the set, the live comments once again flooded my vision, obscuring everything else.
OMG! Lily, are you trying to kill him with that look? What man could resist that?!
My little vixen! I'd die for you!
Lilyan is one lucky bastard
There, in the middle of the set, stood Lily. She was swimming in a large man's dress shirt. The sleeves were so long they swallowed her hands, dangling uselessly at her sides. But the collar had been crudely cut away, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her chest.
When she saw Lilyan and me approaching, her eyes skipped right over me and locked onto him. She stuck out her tongue playfully.
"Oops," she giggled. "I think I opened the wrong package"
Hahaha, our girl's little scheme. She knows how to get her man~
She's got guts, I'll give her that. If only I were that brave! Go, Lily, crush that bitch Sienna!
Only the closest people get to open your packages! Lilyan will be begging you to open his from now on~
Um... didn't the other woman, Sienna, custom order that shirt? I remember reading she stayed up for nights personally working on the design
So what if she did? A homewrecker is a homewrecker, no matter how hard she tries!
The director shot me a look of pure terror.
I said nothing.
I walked straight up to her andcrack. The sound of my palm connecting with her cheek echoed through the silent studio.
The live chat went nuclear.
HOLY SHIT! THAT BITCH SIENNA DARED TO HIT OUR GIRL!
Lily crumpled to the floor, a perfect picture of shocked innocence.
STOP! SIENNA, YOU FUCKING SNAKE, YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS! THE DAY LILYAN COMES CRAWLING BACK TO LILY WILL BE THE DAY YOU DIE!
Crawling back?
Hardly.
Not this man.
A cruel smile spread across my face as I raised my hand to strike her again. But this time, a strong hand caught my wrist, stopping me mid-air.
I whipped my head around to face Lilyan, my brow furrowed. "Feeling sorry for her?"
He gently took my hand in his, his thumb stroking the reddened skin of my palm. He brought it to his lips and blew softly on it.
"Don't hurt yourself," he murmured, his voice low. Then, his eyes, now glacial, fell upon the girl on the floor. "Let me deal with trash like this."
He shot a look at the director, then wrapped an arm around my waist and guided me away, not sparing Lily another glance.
The chat feed was a torrent of fury.
Im so pissed I could scream! I know hes going to grovel for her later, but watching him hurt her like this right now is infuriating!
Im crying. Lilyan, you don't deserve her fierce, beautiful love!!
Calm down, everyone. He's so devoted to her later in the story. This snake Sienna will be gone soon enough!
I can stomach this for the sweet moments to come
I stopped in my tracks.
Im not the kind of person who judges someone based on anonymous whispers and online chatter. But Lily I couldn't stand her. And these comments I loathed them even more.
I turned back. "Get Lily kicked off this show!"
The comment feed, predictably, lost its collective mind.
AAAAAAAAH I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! CAN WE PLEASE JUST KILL SIENNA OFF NOW? I NEED MY SWEET ROMANCE FIX!
I fucking hate homewreckers! Youre the one who ruined everything, and you have the nerve to act like the victim?!
I'm just waiting for the day Sienna gets what she deserves.
A cold smile played on my lips.
They didn't know me at all. I was born to defy expectations.
They wanted to see me and Lilyan torn apart. They wanted to see me fall from grace.
Well, I was about to give them the disappointment of a lifetime.
3
Lilyan posted on his social media.
It was a picture of the shirt Lily had been wearing, the collar clearly showing a jagged cut. The caption was short and brutal:
Girlfriend's gift was ruined. Pissed.
The internet collectively short-circuited.
Girlfriend? Wait! Since when are Sienna and the superstar actor together?!
Oooooh, so thats why he suddenly agreed to a reality dating show! He brought his partner along!!
So the paparazzi leaks about Lily cutting up Siennas shirt were real? HOLY SHIT! Okay, Lily might have more followers, but trying to steal someone's man is just disgusting!
I scrolled through the comments, my mood lifting with every post.
The live comment feed on my screen, however, was in a full-blown panic. They raged, calling the online fans blind and stupid for not seeing that I was the homewrecker.
I scoffed. People who only felt brave enough to ship couples from behind a screen always thought they had the right to dictate reality.
With Lilyan leading the charge, public opinion on Lily turned viciously. Her private messages were flooded daily with creative insults aimed at her entire family tree. The internet shows no mercy to a perceived homewrecker.
Lily vanished from the public eye.
A few days later, the director found me, looking hesitant. I took one look at his face and knew.
"This is about Lily, isn't it?"
He nodded frantically. "That gentleman heard you kicked her off the show. He came to see me personally. Said he's willing to add another ten million to the investment if we can just... smooth things over."
I frowned. "Why is he so damn persistent?"
The director forced a smile. "He also said that in all future collaborations with you, Ms. Vance, he's willing to offer a thirty percent profit share."
That got my attention.
After a moment of thought, I nodded. "Fine. Lily can stay. And I'll handle the PR nightmare."
The director's eyes lit up.
"But," I added, my tone sharp, "she is benched. She does not participate in any of the show's interactive segments."
"Understood! Absolutely!"
4
When the new location was ready, I arrived for the first day of shooting, impeccably dressed and made up.
But as I stepped onto the set, I saw that all the cameras that were supposed to be on me had been moved. In my place, standing beside Lilyan as his partner, was Lily.
I marched over to the director, my voice tight with fury. "Who authorized this change? I told you she was not to participate in the filming!"
"I did."
A familiar voice came from behind me.
I turned. Lily was clinging to Lilyans arm, a triumphant smirk on her face.
"Lilyan" I breathed, my disbelief warring with my anger.
"Sienna, I've made a decision," he said, his voice flat. "For this show, Lily will be my partner."
He paused, his gaze cold. "You should just go home."
I thought I'd misheard him. From the day I first discovered him at the drama academy, funding his rise to superstardom, he had never, not once, dared to speak to me like this.
"Why?" The word escaped my lips, a mix of genuine curiosity and shock.
He scowled, his expression bordering on disgust. "You brought this on yourself."
He thrust a tablet into my hands. A video was playing.
And as I watched, I finally understood what had happened to Lilyan.
5
I had agreed to let Lily stay, but only on the condition that she stay off-camera. After being exposed for wearing my gift, she was blacklisted online. No one would hire her. So, she ended up staying with the crew, doing odd jobs as a production assistant.
But a film set is a place where people kiss up and kick down.
Many nights, she was left behind long after everyone else, tasked with packing up all the equipment by herself.
One such night, as she was finishing up alone, she ran into Lilyan, who had also wrapped late. She was crouched on the floor, and when she looked up, her eyes met his. He stopped, surprised. Her eyes instantly welled with tears, and she scrambled to her feet and ran off. Lilyan just frowned and walked away. From behind a stack of equipment, she peeked out, wiping a tear from her eye, her lips pressed into a tight line.
After that, Lilyan started receiving videos from Lilys friends.
Videos of Lily being berated by low-level crew members. Lily on her hands and knees, scrubbing the studio floor. Even one where the set painters "accidentally" splattered paint all over her, and she wasn't allowed to wash it off.
Lilyans only reply was a single, dismissive text:
Her methods are pathetic.
He'd clawed his way to the top of this industry; he could see through a transparent ploy for pity from a mile away.
But then came the final video. In it, Lily was being held down on a bed, her clothes torn, while seven or eight phone cameras were pointed at her.
"Stop pretending!" a man's voice sneered. "You've done bed scenes before, haven't you? Who do you think you are, some big star? You should be grateful for any role you can get! Nobody wants to hire you now!"
The damsel in distress act. It's a classic for a reason. A man's instinct to play the hero.
Lilyan stormed in and lifted her off the bed.
Lily collapsed into his arms, sobbing, while the crew members stood by, frozen in terror.
And in that moment, he could only think of one person who could be pulling the strings behind the scenes.
Me.
The live comment feed was ecstatic:
YES! He finally sees what a monster she is! Now you know how much you fucked up, dont you, Lilyan?
Even though Sienna had nothing to do with what happened to our girl, seeing her get put in her place is SO satisfying.
Serves her right for trying to ruin their love!
I turned my gaze to the director. "He's an idiot. Are you one too?"
The director avoided my eyes. "Ms. Vance, I know you're a successful businesswoman, but in our world, an A-list actor carries more weight than you do. Besides, Mr. Croft has his own production company."
I laughed out loud.
He clearly had no idea that I was the one who funded that company. Lilyan was talented, no doubt. In just a few years, he'd become a major player in the industry.
But when people find sudden success, they often start to believe they're invincible.
I looked at Lilyan. He seemed to think he finally had the power to defy me.
I didn't argue. I just grabbed my car keys and turned to leave. "In that case, I wish you all a successful shoot."
Lilyan frowned, a flicker of uncertainty crossing his face.
I walked out to my convertible, but when I tried to unlock it, nothing happened.
"So sorry, darling."
Lily sauntered out from the studio, dangling a new key fob. "Lilyan already gave this car to me."
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