Nobody's Guard

I

Dana's heart raced as she stepped into the bustling lobby of the luxurious Hollywood agency. She had never imagined that her scholarship would lead her here, to the epicenter of fame and fortune. But fate had other plans.

Liam Johnson, the enigmatic actor, sat slouched on a plush couch, his eyes hidden behind oversized sunglasses. His disheveled hair and black attire screamed rebellion. Dana had seen his movies-small indie films that had garnered critical acclaim but failed to reach mainstream audiences. Liam was not the usual stereotype of the struggling artist, even though he was perpetually overshadowed by A-listers.

"Miss Dana, right?" A stern voice interrupted her thoughts. It was the agency's manager. "You're Liam's new personal assistant."

Dana nodded, her palms sweaty. She had aced her interview, but now she wondered if she was up for the challenge. Liam's reputation preceded him-temperamental, moody, and fiercely private.

Her first task was to organize Liam's chaotic schedule. Dana had found him in his cluttered office, surrounded by scripts and half-empty coffee cups. He glanced up, his eyes tired but curious.

"Hey," he said, surprising her with his warmth. "I'm Liam. You're the scholarship kid, right?"

Dana blushed. "Yes, that's me."

He leaned back, studying her. "You know, I've been in this industry for years. Seen it all. But you-there's something."

Dana raised an eyebrow. "- how?"

"You're not starstruck," Liam said. "You don't care about the glitz and glamour. You're here because you love stories, not because you want to be famous.And you were ready to sink with me rather than choose the best"

She smiled. "Well, I do love stories. And I believe in yours."

Dana's thoughts raced as she stood before the elusive actor who had graced indie films but remained hidden. She wondered if he was as enigmatic off-screen as he was on.

Liam's warmth surprised her-the way he saw beyond fame and recognized her passion for storytelling. In that moment, Dana vowed to be more than a personal assistant; she would be his confidante, the keeper of his vulnerabilities. Little did she know that this encounter would shape their destinies, intertwining their lives behind the scenes of Hollywood's chaos.

The next film was a risky project-an intimate character study that defied Hollywood norms. Dana read the script, captivated by its rawness. But the studio executives weren't convinced. They wanted Liam in a blockbuster, not an indie gem.

It was her first day as an intern and she already had her hands full.
She was surprised at how easygoing Liam was...he looked aloof and stand offish from a distance, had quite the style and was considered old school good looking....he looked regal and elegant,in a way you expected some duke to dress,not a twenty something year old in the 21st century .

Earlier on.....,

Dana sat in the crowded lecture hall, her notebook open to a fresh page. Professor Maddie, with her wild curls and infectious enthusiasm, paced at the front.

"Internships," Maddie declared, "are your backstage passes to the real world. They're where dreams meet reality."

Dana leaned forward, eager to absorb wisdom. Maddie had connections-she'd worked with A-listers, produced award-winning films, and even danced with a reclusive rock star once. Dana's own dreams were modest-a glimpse of Hollywood magic, perhaps.