King of Hollywood

“Yes, of course, I love Chanel's latest styles, and I'd even like to design a few styles based on them.” Among a bunch of young girls, Paris in a pink dress? So Hilton says, as a member of the Hilton family, come to Anderson? Mr. Corwell's son's wedding is fine.

“Really? How do you plan to design it? Dye them all pink?” Then someone asked.

“Sure, as long as it's well designed, people will naturally like it.” Parris replied without hesitation that everyone here knew that she was very obsessed with pink.

After a few more words, Parris left them and went somewhere else, but turned around and smiled straight down the corner of her mouth. Of course, she's not angry about their tuning, it's too much tuning, and if she's angry, she's already angry, so she's upset mainly because someone can't find it.

“Goddamn guy, I saw him right here before.” Parris complained, circling the hallway of the room and preparing to go to the lawn, then turned around and hit a man out of the aisle.

“Nikki? Why are you here?” Parris stood firm against the wall and shouted, but when he saw each other clearly, his angry emotions turned to surprise.

“Sis... Sis?” The same wall, Nikki? Hilton looked at Parris unexpectedly and panicked, wearing a narrow skirt with breasts to her knees, making her look sexy while looking youthful.

Looking at her panicked face, she still had red spots on her face, a dress wrapped around her, and a shoelace with high heels on her feet could not be worn. How could an experienced paris not guess what she was doing before?

“Wow, Nikki, it's Mr. Corwell's wedding.” Parris said in half a tone. In her view, it was not a big deal, even though it was inappropriate, and besides, it was not that her sister had never dated a man.

Just the next second, her face changed because a familiar voice came along: "Wait, Nikki, your... paris? ”

Adrian, dressed in neat clothes, showed up in front of her, and although he had been meticulously organized and had no idea what he had done before, the pink corner from his trouser pocket was enough to explain the problem, without a doubt Nikki's leggings.

“You... you... you...” Parris couldn't even speak clearly for a moment.

“I'm leaving first. Ed, that... keep it as a gift.” Nikki slipped away in a bad way.

Parris took a deep breath and calmed herself down, then held her hands and stared at Adrian: "Are you in bed? ”

“Technically… no.” Adrian smiled and said, very naturally plugging back the corner that appeared outside his trouser pocket.

“Damn it, Nikki's my sister, Ed!” One sentence makes her uncomfortable again, "what are you thinking?! ”

“But she's cute," Adrian blinked, “some like you. But not like you, so I talked to her, and Nikki had a great time, and then we came looking for a room with no one. ”

“Okay, well, I've heard enough,” Paris raised his hands, "and I don't want to talk to you right now, Ed. And what I said to you before the wedding, please pretend it doesn't exist, okay? Thank you!”

After she turned around and left Adrian, some of her breath came out more than a dozen feet before slowing down, and her ups and downs really calmed her down. Looking left and right, Parris came straight to a long table and reached for the champagne cup that was best placed in front. That's when one hand reaches out from the other side, and they meet each other.

The same young girl, slightly younger than Paris, with light blonde hair and great temperament, who knew her, Amanda of Hearst, was one of Ford's signature models. Like Parris, it developed well with the support of the family. Now she's a new celebrity in the New York celebrity community.

“Hi, Paris.” Amanda? Hearst laughed, picked up the cup and handed it to Parris, then took the other one herself, but her smile seemed a little reluctant. Seems like something's getting boring.

“Hi, Amanda.” Parris nodded, and although the Hilton and Hearst families were not very close together, they often met each other at different liquor parties, together with well-known women who had been models.

“Is something wrong? You don't seem very happy.” Parris had nothing to do for the time being, so she asked.

Amanda sighed, just shrugged her shoulders: "Nothing. ”

Nevertheless, her eyes glanced somewhere, and Parris followed the past, a sip of champagne that she couldn't swallow, and Amanda watched. Who else but Adrian? Slightly comforting to her was that it was all men who were laughing at him at the moment.

“What, you got a crush on that dude?” Parris deliberately asked with a careless tone, but what she got was Amanda's strange eyes.

She couldn't help but blush. After all, in a few small circles, it was a semi-public secret that she slept with Adrian.

But Amanda didn't say anything, she turned her eyes back to Adrian in the distance, and she was a little unhappy.

So Parris' curiosity was picked up, and AC Media and Hearst worked very closely together, and she knew, “What's going on? The guy tricked me into bed. ”

Although it was a half-joke tone, it was in exchange for Amanda's groaning discontent: “Not me, Lydia. ”

“Lydia?!” Parris was really surprised this time, Lydia? Hearst also knew Amanda's cousin, who was also a signed Ford model, had a great reputation in the fashion world of New York and was one of the newest ladies. Unlike most ladies, however, she cut her private life and social circle very clearly. She acted boldly and proudly in front of the public on stage T, but privately she was a lady, basically exchanging time with her boyfriend and other rumors. How could such a slightly conservative girl be handled by the playboy?

“When did this happen?” She immediately asked.

“When else could it be?” Amanda asks back.

In that case... that fucking bastard did it with Lydia before hitting on Nikki?! Parris, who came up with this answer, suddenly had an urge to vomit blood. But then again, that guy is amazing. Although she slept with him infrequently, she knew that she could not satisfy him on her own.

“This is incredible.” Parris was so angry that she didn't know whether Lydia had been hit by Adrian, or whether Adrian's own cousin's wedding had first been followed by Lydia and then her sister Nikki.

“Normal,” Amanda shrugged, "bad men are always easier to attract good girls, and good girls are always the first target of bad men. ”

That sounds true, but Amanda's tone is full of flavor. Is it true... Parris looked closely at Amanda's color and was almost certain that her dissatisfaction and dissatisfaction was largely due... to Adrian's collusion with her cousin, not herself?

Holy shit. When did that dude get so hot? Parris thought a little uncomfortably. But soon she sighed in her heart again. Anyway, Adrian was charming and good at seducing women, even knowing he was a playboy, but when he looked at you with a gentle smile. You can't see anyone in his eyes.

Well, Parris now admits that the reason she just turned around, didn't even bother talking to him, and let him forget what she said to him before the wedding, was largely because he was screwing Nikki instead of himself! Parris wasn't surprised that Nikki hooked up with Adrian, who had bragged about Adrian's charm, abilities and size in front of her sister, but she appeared in front of Adrian quite a few times today. As long as he hooks his fingers and says nothing, she will willingly accompany him inside to find a room for an intimate * * contact, but he has chosen Nikki, and Paris will certainly not.

Fucking dude! Never contact him again! Parris swore to think about it, but then a question arose: What about the ones he planned?

Although Parris was a little vague pulling herself in front of the wedding. But Adrian knew what she was planning, and she wanted to design her own brand, and then the AC media expanded their profile. Frankly, she's a smart, brainy woman, very capable, albeit casual, in her private life. In her previous life, people were basically looking at her in a video scandal, thus ignoring her talent in design. She leads the fashion trend by showing off her prettiest side in front of the camera and using reporters from tabloids to market her products.

By doing so, she earned nearly a billion for herself, although there must be family help and support. But one cannot underestimate one's own abilities. Because of Adrian's interference, Paris and Solomon are no longer in contact, the tape event may not happen again - of course, if it happens again, it's her own problem - and it's conceivable that perhaps Paris will go further in fashion in the future.

Adrian doesn't mind helping Parris, just as Monica wants to try to get into the fashion industry, she has a lot of connections in Europe, but there's a lot less to do here, and if she had a good helper, she certainly wouldn't have a lot of contacts. The only problem is, Nikki hitched him this time, you know, she put her hands between his legs —— which probably had nothing to do with the fact that no one was around at the time -- and Adrian had to let it go?

But it doesn't matter, Paris won't be angry for long, but as long as she's thinking about starting a business, after all, he'll have a good relationship with her... Lydia has a cousin, apparently Amanda? Hearst, also a model and celebrity, has met several times, not as pretty as Lydia, but also attractive, maybe try it if you have time.

Despite Lydia? Hearst did it on his own initiative, but making love was quite proud, quite different from the rumours that he was conservative in life, some of which seemed to be on stage T. Imagine, she's a strange mother, famous for her Stockholm syndrome in the '70s, and although she's recovered now, God knows what it's done to her daughter.

This is convenient for Adrian, who is comfortable with such a girl. Even though it's all just for fun, it's got to be flirtatious, right?

However, although he was gorgeous this time in New York and wanted to hang out with Lydia for a few more days, this usually seemed a very nice and elegant girl, but she was insane in bed. On the night of the wedding, she and Adrian stirred up, wrapped up in bed until she was exhausted.

But Adrian's main target isn't here, so whether it's Amanda or not? Hearst and the Hilton sisters can only be spared for a while. Then go to Boston.

“Look, these nerds, they're devoting their best time here. It's pathetic.” A young man, who looked like he was about twenty years old, walked into the Harvard Library and looked at the students sitting at the desk and burying their heads to study, "he said. The casual outfit, though simple, looks no different than what the flea market sells, but can read in Harvard and be so cynical to students who work in the library that they can imagine who they are.

“But, Jack, don't you come to the library a lot?” Almost as big as he is. The tall, skinny, sexy blonde asked strangely.

“That's what I'm saying, not that I shouldn't come to the library, but that I should pick the right time to learn, but not always, and proper entertainment is also necessary, so I hate nerds. Do you understand, Benny?” The young man who told Jack to blink at his date.

“Okay, okay, but I'm sure it's definitely not now.” The blonde smiled obscurely.

“Of course, I'm taking you to an interesting place.” The young man gave a bad look and bent his arms. The girl grabbed it and walked in with him with a smile.

Along the way, Jack kept talking about Harvard's library for his girlfriend, but not for new students or tourists in general, but to describe the library in the eyes of the Brotherhood. Of course, the voice is very low and light, and even members of the fraternity have to follow the rules at some point.

“Well, here it is, with the right perspective, and without having to worry about being seen, think about it, isn't it exciting?” to a deserted corner. Jack pointed to the last row of bookshelves and gave Benny an obscure look.

“Try it before you know it.” Sweeping the table nearby and the person sitting at the table reading the book, Benny said with a smile and hips, it was tempting to lick the corner of his mouth with his tongue and then walk behind a tall bookshelf.

But he just took two steps and was pulled by Jack, who was just about to ask what was going on, and saw Jack shaking his head pointing to the innermost position on the fourth floor of the shelf from the bottom to the top, where a book had been moved out a few inclined.

“What's the matter?” Benny doesn't understand.

Jack didn't answer, but he glanced over a few times and muttered: "Beccaria's On Crime and Punishment?" ”

Then he reached out his hand and bent over and knocked twice on the shelf four long and four short times. After about a few seconds, five short or two long bangs echoed behind the bookshelf.

“Oh, shit!” Jack rolled his eyes and continued to tap, exchanging moments of information, and he climbed up the bookshelf to observe for a moment before turning around and shrugging at his girlfriend: “Sorry, baby, we have to come back later. ”

“What's going on?” Benny frowned a little dissatisfied.

“There's someone in there right now.” Jack sighed and took a few steps outside with his date before stopping, "is also a fraternity, since someone is using it, I can only wait for him to finish if I want to. ”

“Ah?” Benetton flipped a white eye, "That's what you call a stimulus? ”

“Don't worry, baby, the library can't, but there's somewhere else," Jack hey, squeezed her face with a smile, "this time it'll be fine. ”

“You promise?” Once again, Benny smiled beautifully.

“I promise!” Jack knocked his chest out and took her away from the library.

Most people are still burying themselves, as if nothing had ever changed, as is the case behind the library shelves in the corner.

“I told you it would be okay.” Adrian hey, smile and say to the girl he put on the shelf.

“Please... hurry...” Natalie said intermittently with a mosquito-like voice, her arms wrapped around his neck, her clothes tucked above his chest, almost visible straps of bra, her legs clamped to his waist and her legs clamped tightly underneath, fluctuating with his rhythm.

“Don't worry, honey, relax, I told you no one would come over," Adrian chewed on her earballs with a low smile, "even if someone was only a fraternity person, I sent them away just like that. ”

“No… no…” Natalie's voice carried a slight cry, her body tightened, and no one could be sure that anyone would break in.

“That's why it's so exciting, isn't it? I could totally feel how much you liked it, how much your body liked it," Adrian was moving as the devil went down in her ear, and then Natalie suddenly pulled forward, her head leaned up, her eyes almost fainted, her octopus-like winding was unexpectedly tight.

Adrian also took a long breath, releasing the level under impact, and the rolling currents ejected, making Natalie tremble again. After such a long time, the two people gasped low and separated. After cleaning up without a word, they covered up again, and then they slipped away together through the back door left behind by the fraternity guys elsewhere.