King of Hollywood
Chapter 332 - Chapter 332 Chapter 56 The Unexpected

Chapter 332: Chapter 56: The Unexpected… Chapter 332: Chapter 56: The Unexpected… The grand hall was resplendent, the crowd noisy, the music stirring, and the voices boiling over. This wasn’t the Oscar ceremony, yet it was more lively than the award show itself. Counting this year, “Vanity Fair” was hosting its third Oscar Night party. The previous two had garnered a lot of praise for them, and with their good relations within the entertainment industry and a much lower threshold for entry than the awards ceremony, the party glittered with many big names in the circle.

For instance, Tom Hanks and his wife, who had just won Best Actor for the second time in a row, were chatting amicably in a corner, with none other than Tom Cruise and his wife as their company. Elsewhere, Jessica Lange, the Best Actress winner, held a glass of wine, speaking loudly and excitedly with friends, clearly delighted at having won both Best Supporting Actress and Best Actress.

As for Adrian, who had just broken the record to become the youngest Best Director in Oscar history after receiving the youngest Best Director nomination, he was now sitting on a sofa in a private room, congratulating Laverne, the CEO of Bossworth Film Company.

“How does it feel to win Best Picture?” Adrian asked with a smile, adjusting his sitting posture.

“Not bad,” Laverne shrugged, appearing quite nonchalant, nothing like his speech when accepting the award.

“Forrest Gump” having won Best Picture was a certainty the moment Adrian received Best Director; it had been said before that, barring special circumstances, Best Director and Best Picture seldom go to different films. Moreover, “Forrest Gump” was such a complete representation of mainstream American values that if there were a sacrifice, it would only be for Best Director.

Because Adrian was the producer and Laverne represented the film company, the two of them had gone up to take the award. Adrian knew Laverne had always wanted the company to have an Oscar for Best Picture, so he had given the opportunity for the acceptance speech to him. Laverne was truly excited then–although he appeared calm, one shouldn’t forget that Adrian was right there beside him. Unexpectedly, just a few dozen minutes after the ceremony and into the “Vanity Fair” party, Laverne seemed to have already put it out of his mind.

“It’s normal,” Laverne explained, noticing his confusion, “When you put your heart and soul into something, never giving up despite countless setbacks and pain, wanting to use it to prove yourself, you feel an emptiness after you’ve accomplished it. The longer you’ve held onto the belief, the stronger the emptiness feels, as if…”

“As if, in the movies or novels, those who have spent their lives pursuing a belief in revenge, and finally getting their revenge,” Adrian laughed as he continued.

“Um… well, that does sound more vivid. I was actually going to say, it’s like those who strive to the top,” Laverne shrugged, then sighed.

“All right, Laverne, this is just the beginning,” Adrian slapped his shoulder firmly, “Believe me, before you retire, we will have won many more Best Pictures.”

Of course, ‘retirement’ didn’t mean they were asking him to leave; Laverne had proven his capability, and with AC Media’s growth, Bossworth Film’s status had begun to decline. Those who have made contributions must not be neglected; Eisner had left Paramount for this reason, and Laverne had left Paramount for the same reason, just as Katzenberg had left Disney the previous year. Thus, Adrian had suggested to Claude that Laverne be promoted to the parent company, and Claude had agreed.

“Thank you,” Laverne finally smiled too, raising his cup, “I’ve always believed in you, Ed.”

After draining the glass, Adrian patted Laverne once more and stood up to leave the private room.

If I eventually achieve my goal, would I feel the same way? He suddenly thought so, but soon chuckled and shook his head, dismissing the thought. Instead of pondering these things, it was better to find a way to achieve his goal first. Of course, being surrounded by a flock of women as soon as he stepped out of the room was also a reason for him to abandon such thoughts.

The youngest Best Director Oscar winner, an exceptionally insightful producer, and Tom Hanks had openly acknowledged in his acceptance speech that his consecutive win for Best Actor was because of Adrian–although subtly. All this was enough for the actresses at the party to flock around him.

Adrian quickly got rid of them; he wasn’t interested in sparring with them now. Since arriving at the party, he had spent most of his time exchanging pleasantries with some familiar faces, and now it was time to seek out his women.

But just then, another voluptuous body burst into his embrace, a charming smile appearing on her lips as a seductive voice rang next to his ear, “Hey, big director, where are you off to?”

“Of course, just wandering around.” Adrian turned from his previous polite yet distant tone, swiftly scanned the surroundings with a glance, then grabbed the other’s pert derriere without any hesitation and began to gently knead it, “How have you been, Drew?”

“Not bad, the new screenplay you gave me is about to start shooting. Maybe you can come by and have a look?” Drew Barrymore giggled, leaning affectionately into his arms without any regard, knowing full well that even when Adrian was indulging his desires, he did so out of sight from others.

Speaking of which, it was quite interesting. Drew, who had rebuilt her fame, was still unrestrained at certain parties, but always managed to keep it under control. However, in front of Adrian, she didn’t mind at all letting herself seem like a whore.

She probably thought he liked her this way. Adrian shrugged imperceptibly. After all, he got her a Golden Globe Award for Best Supporting Actress and provided her with many valuable suggestions.

Following Adrian’s advice, Drew had been trying her hand at comedy films for the past two years and had achieved decent success. Recently, she even landed a role in “Batman Forever.” Besides that, she had borrowed money to set up her own film production company. But lacking a good screenplay, she had specially sought after Adrian.

So, after being well-served by Drew Barrymore a number of times, Adrian handed her the screenplay for “Never Been Kissed.” Such a romantic comedy never went out of fashion. Moreover, quite satisfied with her service, Adrian had even invested in it specifically–this was all by the end of last year.

“I promise. But for now, I’ve got other matters to deal with,” Adrian said with a light laugh while giving her buttocks a firm squeeze. He didn’t mind having a few more “friendly matches” with Drew, much like he did with Cameron or Cindy. Blonde, blue-eyed women were always popular, and her doll face was incredibly satisfying to bukkake.

“Oh, you’re such a heartbreaker, Ed.” Despite the wistful tone, Drew’s face was extremely seductive.

Adrian chuckled, drew back his hand, and walked away into the crowd without looking back. Shoulders slumped, Drew walked in the opposite direction, a mix of regret and indifference on her face. If it were any other time, he would have taken her to a secluded place for a fierce round, but not tonight–because–

Upstairs at the party, in a secluded spot with dim lighting that cast a hazy glow along the corridor, a petite figure leaned back against the wall at almost a 120deg angle, toes pointed onto Adrian’s leather shoes, heels lifted high, hands circling his neck, engaging in a wild kiss with him.

Adrian repeatedly sucked on Kirsten’s soft lips and agile tongue, and she responded time after time. It wasn’t until Adrian’s hands glided down her spine and under her skirt to firmly hold her buttocks, causing her breath to hitch in utter disarray, that they parted, leaving strands of silver.

Even so, they intermittently kissed again for a while, savoring the taste of each other, until Kirsten disentangled herself from Adrian.

“I love you, Ed. I really, really love you,” the flushed girl said with a hazy gaze, looking at Adrian. She had been very excited since winning the Best Supporting Actress that night; even during the group photo after the award ceremony, she clung to Adrian, luckily without raising any suspicions.

“I love you too, my little fairy,” Adrian, still bent over, didn’t remove his hand, continuing to feel the girl’s soft, not fully developed bottom.

“Little fairy? I love that name. From now on, I’m your little fairy,” Kirsten said with a delayed smile, her eyes moist and incredibly tempting.

“Really?” Adrian asked with a profound meaning, pressing a little harder with his hand.

“Oh… Of course, I always will be,” Kirsten softly exclaimed, “as long as you want me to.”

Adrian fell silent, bent lower, kissing her cheek and then down to her neck, but retracted his hand from beneath her skirt, and then held the girl motionlessly standing for a long while.

After a good long moment, Kirsten finally came to her senses, coughed lightly, and pushed Adrian away.

“Sorry, Ed, I have to go back,” the girl’s reluctance shone sincerely in her eyes, “You know, it wasn’t easy for me to come to the party. Mom won’t let me stay too long.”

“I know, it’s okay, go back,” Adrian didn’t seem to mind, his fingers gently brushed her cheek.

Kirsten’s eyes danced, and as his fingers traced her lips, she suddenly took them in her mouth, then grabbed Adrian’s wrist, deliberately sucking on his fingertips while locking eyes with him, even flicking with her little tongue a bit, truly seductive, to the point where even Adrian with his self-control thought for a few seconds about finding a room to pull her into.

“Yes, you said you’d find time to properly guide me,” she said with a voice full of sweet temptation.

Adrian slightly smiled, leaned down, and whispered a few words in her ear, then teasingly licked her little earlobe. Kirsten’s small form shuddered, but quickly reverted to her innocent yet flirtatious manner.

“Well then, goodnight,” the girl tiptoed and lightly kissed his face, then walked toward the end of the corridor.

Watching Kirsten disappear at the end of the hallway and after silently waiting for a moment, Adrian began to walk in that direction himself.

The temptation of Lolita was indeed lethal, always making one think of committing a sin. He sighed with such a thought. It was a pity that he must endure for a while longer, it was better to maintain the current situation, otherwise, things could easily go awry.

Actions shouldn’t be impulsive; controlling one’s desires moderately is a must for every successful person. With that in mind, Adrian immediately turned his thoughts to other matters, such as Monica and Julia.

Since coming to the party from the Holy Grand Hall, he’d only seen the two women from a distance without so much as a greeting, of course, he was busy being accosted by many women at the time and had no space for hellos, while Monica, as always, took it in stride, and Julia also, as always, showed a resentful demeanor.

Decided. Done. Tonight a threesome! Walking down, Adrian chuckled lightly, ready to let the desires stirred up by Kirsten be borne by them. Just the thought of the previous times Monica and Julia writhed and moaned under him hastened his steps to the main hall. Speaking of which, when could he get Kate and Charli in bed together again?

Just then, a graceful figure in bright red flashed in the corner of his eye; had Adrian not been familiar enough with the person, he might have missed her. Why was she here? Adrian wondered to himself. For safety, he and Kirsten had been intimate on the third floor; how come this person appeared on the second floor?

After pausing to think for a while, Adrian turned from the staircase to the second-floor corridor, and after a couple of turns, he saw the figure from earlier. Without needing to see her face, the bright red off-shoulder evening dress and her shapely figure confirmed it indeed was her, but she stood motionless as if she had been there for a long time.

Choosing his words carefully, Adrian approached her and asked with a tone of surprise, “Hey, Nicole, what are you doing here?”

Nicole Kidman turned abruptly, looking as though she had been startled, her complexion pale and somewhat dazed, with a trace of inexplicable confusion in her deep blue eyes. Adrian sniffed hard, still able to detect a hint of alcohol, it seemed she had drunk quite a bit, just like last time.

A glint of light flashed in Adrian’s eyes, and he immediately stepped forward with a concerned tone, “What’s happened?”

Nicole did not answer, merely staring at him fixedly, her hair done up to reveal a pure white neck, much like a beautiful doll. Adrian raised an eyebrow, about to continue speaking, when Nicole preemptively opened her mouth, “Can we talk?”

“Of course,” Adrian agreed without a second thought, “I would gladly listen to what you have to say.”

His tone was very sincere, and something seemed to ignite in Nicole’s eyes. She immediately opened the door to the room beside them and walked in ahead. Adrian sensed that something was off but couldn’t pinpoint what it was, so he followed her in.

No sooner had he closed the door and turned around than Nicole, carrying a whiff of fragrance, pounced on him, pinning the caught-off-guard Adrian against the door, and while locking the door, she tilted her head up and kissed him. What was even more shocking was that Nicole immediately thrust her tongue into his mouth, entwining passionately.

This unexpected fervor left Adrian stunned for a moment, and so the initiative was completely seized by the woman, his hands instinctively embracing her body. After such an enthusiastic kiss that lasted for some time, Nicole repeatedly sought more, her hands wildly groping over his body as if she were a lascivious widow, starved for a long time.

“Oh, my God… What’s come over you?” Adrian finally gasped after the fervent kiss had ended.

“Don’t tell me you don’t want me,” Nicole was also gasping, her pretty face flushed, making her look even more seductive. Gazing into Adrian’s eyes filled with desire, her right hand hesitated not a moment to reach for his groin.

Adrian drew a sharp breath; even though he was still clothed, the direct contact had sparked the arousal already within him. Since she had offered herself so willingly, why worry about the rest? He thought to himself, just eat her up first and think later!

He then kissed Nicole’s moist lips again, subsequently lifting and turning her to press her against the wall. His hands roamed unapologetically over her exquisite body. Nicole had hit the mark; he had long wanted to take this beauty.

The two were thus intertwined in kisses and caresses, moving from one end of the room to the other, continuously struggling for dominance. Eventually, Adrian pinned her against the right wall, scooped up the bright skirt, and reached in to pull down Nicole’s black thong before thrusting fiercely towards her.

Nicole, in the throes of desire, immediately let out a long, joyful sigh, automatically wrapping her legs around Adrian’s waist, starting to undulate rhythmically with his movements. She screamed loudly, moaned wantonly, as if she wanted everyone to know exactly what she was doing. If the soundproofing of the room hadn’t been effective, she might have indeed made it known to all.

Adrian, however, couldn’t care less at that moment, burying his face in Nicole’s breasts, tasting the tempting nipples while thrusting vigorously. Both seemed utterly governed by desire, instinctually engaging in the most primal of movements again and again.

After an indeterminate time, when they switched to a carrying position for the third time, Adrian suddenly grunted while Nicole, fully immersed, began to shake and scream aloud. However, as Adrian thought to extract himself before climaxing, Nicole, who had rolled back her eyes, unexpectedly gripped his buttocks tightly. With that, needless to say, Adrian released contentedly everything inside her.

Truly… unexpected… Coming back to his senses, Adrian looked at Nicole in his arms, her expression one of confusion, her chest heaving, the soft tremors large as if still savoring the aftermath of her climax.

Soon, they resumed kissing tenderly for a while, and Adrian then carried Nicole to a chair. However, just as he was about to do more, the recovered Nicole suddenly pushed him away, saying in a cold tone, “You can leave now!” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to support it by casting recommendation votes and monthly tickets on NovelFire.net. Your support is my greatest motivation.)