Evil MC's NTR Harem

Chapter 562 Legendary

The murmurs grew, overlapping in excited voices. Some were in disbelief, others were thrilled, and a few were simply stunned.

The crew exchanged looks, as if silently confirming among themselves that they had just witnessed something special.

One of the assistant directors turned to the cinematographer. ”Did you get all that?”

The man, still gripping his camera, nodded slowly. ”Every second.”

The director finally spoke, rubbing a hand over his face as if trying to process what had just happened. ”I donʼt think we even need another take,” he muttered. ”That was… that was perfect.”

Ross, despite the praise, remained composed, though a glimmer of amusement shone in his eyes. He had walked onto this set as an unknown, a question mark in the minds of the cast and crew.

But now, he wasnʼt just another actor.

He was the star.

And for the first time, everyone knew it.

The crew continued filming, day after day, capturing scene after scene as the story unfolded. The script followed a classic but beloved formula—the tale of a small-town girl chasing her dreams in the big city.

Altheaʼs character was a hardworking, ambitious young woman who had left behind her simple countryside life in pursuit of success.

The bustling city, with its towering skyscrapers and endless crowds, was overwhelming, but she was determined.

She took on odd jobs, lived frugally, and struggled through setbacks, all while holding onto the hope that one day, she would make it big.

And then—inevitably—she met Ross.

It was supposed to be an ordinary morning. After weeks of grueling work, Althea decided she deserved a small luxury.

”I worked so hard. I should reward myself too,” she muttered, stepping into a high-end cafe, her fingers tightening around the last few bills in her wallet.

The aroma of fresh coffee filled the air, comforting yet unfamiliar—it wasnʼt often she could afford such indulgences.

After ordering, she turned, holding her cup carefully—

And crashed straight into Ross.

The world seemed to slow as time itself conspired against them. The scalding liquid sloshed out of the cup, arching through the air in a perfect trajectory—

Before landing directly onto Rossʼs crotch.

”Fuck!” Rossʼs voice boomed across the café, his body jerking back instinctively as the burning sensation spread across his groin. His hands flew to the front of his pants, but before he could react further—

Althea panicked.

”Iʼm sorry! I didnʼt see you!” she blurted, her instincts kicking in as she reached out—unfortunately, right toward the affected area.

Her hands landed directly over Rossʼs groin.

Silence.

A thick, suffocating silence, stretching just long enough for the sheer absurdity of the moment to sink in.

Then—

A reaction neither of them had anticipated.

Althea froze. Ross stiffened—both in body and, well… elsewhere.

Her fingers, trembling, lingered for half a second too long before she jerked them back as if burned, her face instantly flushing a deep crimson.

Ross, his expression a mixture of shock, mortification, and something else entirely, took a slow, steadying breath.

And then—

”Look at that monster!”

The voice came from somewhere within the film crew.

The spell shattered.

The entire set erupted into chaos. Gasps, snickers, muffled laughter—someone audibly choked on their coffee.

Every single pair of eyes had locked onto Rossʼs pants, where the unmistakable outline of something... imposing had made itself known.

Yet, despite the absolute absurdity of the situation, the camera was still rolling.

The professionalism of the cast and crew was being tested in real-time.

Ross, ever the composed actor, clenched his jaw, willing himself to stay in character. ”You—you should watch where youʼre going,” he finally managed, his voice strained.

Althea, still mortified, forced herself to respond. ”I—I really didnʼt mean to… Here, let me help—”

”Cut!”

The voice of Director Lancaster boomed across the set like a gunshot.

The entire crew seemed to collectively exhale.

And then—

Laughter.

Uncontrolled, breathless laughter.

The tension that had been building exploded into sheer hilarity.

The camera operators doubled over, the sound crew wiped tears from their eyes, and the makeup artist, who had been dabbing sweat off Rossʼs forehead between takes, was now gripping her brush for dear life as she howled with laughter.

Ross exhaled sharply, dragging a hand down his face. ”Well… that happened,” he muttered, shaking his head.

Althea, still red-faced, covered her mouth with her hands. ”I— I donʼt even know what to say.”

The director, meanwhile, was grinning like a madman. ”That was perfect!” he declared, clapping his hands together. His excitement was palpable.

”Absolutely perfect! The chemistry between you two is unbelievable!”

Ross arched a brow. ”You mean the part where I got second-degree burns, or the part where I nearly got arrested for public indecency?”

Lancaster only laughed. ”It was gold! I couldnʼt have planned it better myself!”

The crew buzzed with energy. Some were still laughing, while others were exchanging gleeful comments about how this unscripted moment had somehow turned into one of the best takes yet.

”Wow! That was incredible, Ross!”

”I agree! I couldnʼt believe how natural it all looked. Did you secretly take method acting lessons?”

”This movie is going to be peak!”

Ross sighed, running a hand through his hair. ”At this rate, my career might take off—just for the wrong reasons.”

Althea smirked. ”Well, if all else fails, at least youʼll have a legacy.”

He shot her a look, but the playfulness in his eyes betrayed his amusement.

The crew was still buzzing when Lancaster turned back to them, rubbing his hands together.

”Alright, people! That was gold, but we still have a movie to make! Take five, then we move on to the next scene!”

As the crew dispersed, still grinning and chatting excitedly, Ross turned to Althea, shaking his head. ”You owe me a coffee.”

Althea crossed her arms, smirking. ”Only if you promise not to wear such tight pants next time.”

He scoffed. ”Not my fault God played favorites.”

Althea rolled her eyes, but she couldnʼt hide the grin that tugged at her lips.

With each passing scene, the chemistry between them became undeniable. The way they played off each other, the way they made each moment feel so real—it was something special.

And if the energy on set was any indication, they werenʼt just making a movie.

They were making something legendary.