Sending duì to disperse, Duke left the ballroom and walked towards a reception room, Sophie? Marceau was still waiting there, not far away, but he walked very slowly, trying to use this time to think things through.

Although they only talked for a few minutes in the ballroom, Sophie? Marceau's words and small movements are faintly provocative. Funny, if not very obvious, is enough to give a hint that after all, here is Hollywood, those picked. What it means to tease, Duke knows very well.

That's exactly what he felt strange and wrong.

Since Sophie? After Marceau famously rejected him in PwC's Los Angeles office, the two have met several times in recent months, both in public and in private. Marceau was very polite to him, obviously keeping his distance, and Duke also thought that this was normal, Martin? Bob's clients are close to him, and that's the problem.

Now, Sophie? Marceau took the initiative to come to the door, almost parting her legs and shouting "come.on", is this normal?

Although Hollywood hates each other, suddenly looks at each other, and feels like looking for a place to mess around, it is not without male and female stars who will continue to be in the same state as before, but Duke never minds looking at this circle in the worst light, especially the female stars in the circle.

Sophie, perhaps? Marceau felt that he had come suddenly, maybe he couldn't get a suitable scene in CAA and wanted to take the director's route, or maybe it was because of the French woman's own + prodigal temperament, and she just wanted to pursue excitement......

It was his own turf, and he wanted to see what the Frenchwoman could do.

And the audacity of the French woman in Sophie? Marceau was unmistakable, Duke had just walked into the reception room and said hello, and there was enough seduction in her dreamy smile.

"I've never forgotten that kiss in Dublin."

She stood there pretty and vividly. The sexy figure in the short dress is black and white, and the whole body is full of irresistible enthusiasm, "It has fascinated me for a long time, and I have been nostalgic for a long time......"

Sophie? Marceau slowly closed her eyes and lifted her chin slightly, she knew how attractive she was right now.

If it's before entering Hollywood. Duke would have stepped forward and kissed those two bright red lips, but now he resisted the urge in his heart, because the cruel laws of survival told him that the most beautiful was sometimes the deadliest.

"I miss you too, Sophie." Duke stepped forward and with Sophie? Marceau was about two feet apart, "Do you know how charming you are?" ”

Open your eyes, Sophie? The corners of Marceau's mouth turned up. The thoughts in her eyes flashed, there are not a lot of rumors about Duke in the circle, many people know that this young director likes to hunt for beauty, is a famous playboy, with her original thoughts, these young men who are often driven by the impulses of the lower body have no resistance to her at all......

"There are some things I don't really want to do, and you should know the pressure that CAA puts on its customers." Sophie? Marceau immediately thought of the crux of the matter. Quietly, he said, "My agent Martin? Bob forbids his actors to get too close to you. I'm just a non-English speaking actress, and I can't help it, and I'm also married. ”

Tilting his head, Duke just looked at her.

Sophie? Marceau quickly added, "I'm going to fire Martin?" Bob and caa......"

This did not seem to be false, and then she said it with extreme seriousness. "I'm free, I got divorced a few months ago, and I want to pursue a new love."

Her brown eyes were full of emotion, and she didn't look like she was acting in any way.

Reaching out, Duke gently lifted her chin. Lowering her head to get closer and closer to those two red lips, just as she was about to kiss them, Sophie? Marceau's hands suddenly rested on his chest.

"Duke!"

Looking at the reception room that didn't match the needs at all, Sophie? Marceau still wanted to do a little preparation, the upper half leaned back to widen the distance from Duke, but the lower body took the initiative to stick up, twisting his crotch slightly, "Shall we change places?" ”

"To my bedroom?" Duke thought for a moment and mentioned.

The two men interlocked their fingers, as if they were the closest couples, and left the reception room and walked up to the second floor and into Duke's bedroom.

Just walked into the bedroom, Sophie? Marceau said, "I want to go take a shower first." ”

"Why don't we do it together." Duke pointed in the direction of the bathroom, Sophie? Marceau put down her handbag and leaned over to lightly mark it on his lips, "Honey, don't worry, okay?" We had a whole night. ”

See Sophie? Marceau's figure disappeared, the bathroom door slammed shut, and Duke suddenly sighed, with his acting skills tonight, even if he doesn't become a director in the future, he can be a successful actor, which is at least at the Nebula Award level.

He seemed impulsive...... Well, he admitted, he was also impulsive in his heart, but he tried to keep his sanity.

Sophie? Marceau did give a reasonable explanation, and in Hollywood, it is normal for men and women to be outrageous, but Duke always felt that something was wrong, he wanted to see Sophie? What the hell Marceau wants to do.

In the bathroom, Sophie? Marceau turned on the shower and let the noise out, but instead of standing underneath, she stripped off her clothes, walked to the mirror of the washstand, pulled out a thin nylon rope from the inner lining of the gown, tied the rope to the wrists of both hands with a fairly skillful technique, and tied a slipknot, and then the two hands that were close together broke free with force, and the nylon rope sank deep into the white skin.

The pain immediately came from the wrist, relax a little, Sophie? Marceau repeated the action again, forcefully, relaxed, and harder, and the nylon rope left deep strangulation marks on her white wrists.

Are you sure the strangulation marks aren't going away anytime soon, Sophie? Marceau's frown gradually relaxed, rubbed his aching wrist, calmly untied the nylon rope, put it into the pool in front of him, unscrewed the faucet and soaked in the water for a while, then took it out and threw it into the corner near the bathroom door.

That's not enough, Sophie? Marceau understands this, even if Duke? Rosenberg and Madonna? Rumors of a game of SM between Siconi have been circulating in the circle, but she is not Madonna's kind of woman who can arouse the desire to destroy Miè after all, and she is not sure about Duke? Rosenberg would have done something similar.

And, with all the rumors, Duke? Rosenberg didn't really touch Madonna......

That's supposed to be a man with a bottom line, but Sophie? Marceau had already thought of a strategy, and there were some things she could do in advance.

Eyes swept over the bottle placed on the washstand, the shampoo bottle ...... Too coarse, cleanser ...... Too coarse, shampoo ...... Too thick, Gillette razor...... Too sharp, toothbrush...... Too fine, cologne...... It seems to be about the same.

It's a glass bottle, never used men's cologne, Sophie? Marceau held it in her hand, the uneven glass surface was extremely rubbing in her wet hands, and it would not slip at all, she flipped the bottle so that the bottom of the bottle was facing up, and her eyes fell on the round bottle the thickness of the baby's arm again, flashing a trace of determination.

The right hand holding the cologne slowly descended, sliding over the towering chest, flat lower abdomen, and slender waist, and finally stopped between the white and slender legs.

Sophie? Marceau bent down, found the right place, and with his right hand, the cologne bottle pushed upwards, once, twice, three times......

At first, she was moving slowly, her brow furrowed, and it certainly didn't taste good, but then she probably got used to it, and her speed and strength increased, until she saw the beautiful face in the mirror distorted and deformed by the pain, and then stopped.

Take out the cologne, Sophie? Marceau took it and looked at it, straightened up and stood in front of the washstand, endured the slight tingling sensation from her lower body, put the bottle in the sink, smeared it with shampoo to clean it, took a tissue from the side, put it on her hand, and put the cologne bottle back in its place.

In the mirror, Sophie? Marceau looked at his white and smooth body again, and suddenly put his two hands on his towering chest, and pinched a few hard in the lower part of the place, which was not easy to notice, and then picked up the shampoo, walked under the shower that had been spraying water, and took a quick shower.

"Honey, are you done?"

Duke's voice from outside, Sophie? Marceau's voice was a little sweet, "In a hurry? Ten minutes is good! ”

Sitting on the sofa outside, listening to the sound of rushing water from the bathroom, Duke slowly tapped his fingers, and his head, which was a little dizzy from impulsiveness, gradually calmed down, and began to think about the next thing in the worst state of mind.

If Sophie? Marceau really has some ulterior motives, what is her most powerful weapon now? It must be her beautiful and sexy appearance, which can almost tickle the hearts of all normal men......

I don't know why, Duke suddenly thought of another Frenchman, Roman? Polanski just fell in front of the woman, and it is still impossible to say whether there is anything else behind it, in the eyes of the Jewish club in Hollywood, Polanski is designed.

His eyes fell on the cupboard between the door and the bathroom, and Duke gradually made up his mind, although it was somewhat unethical to do so, but if Sophie? Marceau had no other purpose, she just deleted it completely later, and if she wanted to do something, she could record it and use it as evidence.

In this circle of fighting for fame and fortune, it is necessary to pay attention to protecting yourself at all times, and protecting yourself is far more important than harming others.

Duke, who has always been a man of action, walked over to a cupboard behind his bedroom door, where he had left the Sony tiny DV camera upstairs the last time Scarlett had come to play......

After turning on the power, choosing a good angle, debugging it a little, and finding a proper cover, Duke decided to learn from Mr. Chen once.

After this qiē, Duke returned to the couch and sat for a few minutes, the bathroom door slammed softly, and someone pulled it open from the inside, just Sophie, wrapped in a bath towel? Marceau stepped out. (To be continued......) R1292