Blue sky, white clouds, and waves splashing against the reef. Julia sat on the balcony angrily, hugging her legs as she looked at the horizon in the distance. Her long, curly hair swayed with the sea breeze. Every time she thought about how she got there, she would be angry. At the same time, she decided that no matter what Adriaan did today, she would ignore it.
At that time, she was at another villa with her niece, Emma Roberts, the daughter of her irresponsible brother and his girlfriend. However, Adriaan came straight to her and said that they had a date today.
"I didn't agree to it at all yesterday!" Julia rejected him bluntly. She wanted him to know that she wasn't someone he could order around. Of course, in order not to embarrass Adriaan (at least, that was what Julia thought), she immediately found an excuse. "I still have to accompany my niece now."
She originally thought that Adriaan would back down, but who knew that after smiling, he would actually squat in front of Emma and try to get close to her. What was even more unexpected was that the little girl, who was a little wary at first, smiled at him after a few words. One had to know that no one could make Emma accept someone so quickly. Then, Adriaan said something that almost made her faint.
"I want to go on a date with your aunt, but she won't let me, so I have to use some unconventional means to get her away. This way, you can do whatever you want with the nanny at home." He said this to Emma. Her three-year-old niece blinked her eyes and then nodded happily.
"What are you talking about, Eide!" Julia immediately roared, but the next moment, she was carried by Adriaan.
Caught off guard, she screamed and then struggled in embarrassment and anger. However, before she could speak, Adriaan threatened her first. "Don't move, Julie, if you don't want Emma to see something she shouldn't see."
"What do you want to do?" Julia asked nervously.
"Nothing, just." Adriaan tilted his head and thought for a moment. Then, he revealed an evil smile. "For example, how about I tie you up with a rope and stuff you into the car?"
"I want to see! I want to see it! "Before Julia could say anything, Emma, who was sitting on the sofa, giggled and clapped her hands.
Julia was infuriated and embarrassed. When she came to her senses, she was already in Adriaan's car. Just like that, she was half-forced to come to Orange County.
"Ha, I knew you'd be here, Julie." Adriaan appeared at the door with two glasses of champagne.
"What are you doing here?" "I've already said that I won't sue you for illegally restricting my personal freedom, so you don't have to do anything to please me."
"Are you worried about Emma?" Adriaan turned a deaf ear to her and leaned over to kiss her cheek. Julia turned her body sideways, intending to avoid it. Unexpectedly, Adriaan grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms. He kissed her half-forcefully, just like he did when he brought her into the car.
"You can't … do this." Julia struggled weakly.
"Emma will be fine with the nanny. She's a well-behaved girl. She reminds me of the other Emma in London." Adriaan caressed her face and placed the glass in her hands. "But, at this moment, it only belongs to the two of us."
Julia drank the champagne silently and turned her head to continue looking out of the balcony.
"Do you still remember that place?" Adriaan pointed at the beach along the coastline. "When you first came here, you liked to walk on the beach there. You said that the sunset there was the most beautiful. So, every time you came here, you would walk there when the sun was setting. Today will be no exception, right?"
Julia smiled as if she recalled something, but she quickly hid it. "No, I don't want to go there today."
"Really?" Adrian looked at her with a faint smile on his face. He stared at her for a long time without blinking. Although Julia tried her best to look him in the eyes, she gradually lost the will to resist his gaze, just like before.
Just when she was about to agree, Adriaan suddenly changed the topic. "Okay, then let's do something else."
This made Julia feel like she was choking, but it soon turned into surprise. That was because Adriaan immediately took a guitar, sat on the balcony, and began to play and sing. He was singing a country ballad called "Back Home Again" by John Denver. It was fresh and warm. Although Adriaan's singing was not as good as John Denver's, it was accompanied by the sea breeze and the subtle sound of the waves.
Those pitch-black eyes never left Julia. Julia, who was listening to the song, couldn't help but sigh softly. Sometimes she hated herself for not having self-respect. She had wanted to leave him more than once, but every time they met, she would immediately throw this idea to the back of her mind.
When they were alone, Adriaan was a good and considerate man. He remembered her likes, her habits, and everything about her. You could feel that his heart was all on you. But at other times, he was a complete jerk. She didn't even need to count how many girls he had slept with. Julia knew very well that he must have slept with his beautiful secretary, and the reason why he hadn't contacted her for more than a week was definitely not because of Monica.
However, he was very charming. Sometimes he was gentle and considerate, and sometimes he was evil and threatening. It was hard to get rid of him. Julia still remembered that night when she was drunk and asked him if he had slept with Cameron. Most men would either deny it or change the topic, but Adriaan directly admitted that it was just a small episode, and that you are different from her.
She actually let him go just like that. Thinking about everything that had happened today, Adriaan's half-forced attitude, and her own obedience, Julia suddenly realized that he had her firmly in his hands. What was worse was that she seemed to like this feeling of being controlled.
Julia looked at Adriaan, who was still singing. There was a smile at the corner of her mouth, and her dark eyes were so clear that they could see the bottom of the bottom. She laughed bitterly in her heart. In fact, she also knew that there was another important reason why she stayed with him.
I have already established my position here. I don't necessarily need to rely on him, and he won't force me to stay. Julia had said this to herself more than once, but she had never forgotten it. How could she forget who had rescued her from the title of box office poison? Although the collaboration with Denzel Washington in "Goose Pond Assassination Order" had played a significant role, "Four Weddings and a Funeral" was the real comeback. In Adrian's words, "If you fall in that genre of film, you have to stand up again in that genre of film."
Moreover, his promise of the love quintet, as well as the deeper meaning hidden behind it, made her heart beat faster. As someone who had watched Adriaan get to where he was today, Julia completely believed that he could do it.
All these mixed together made it impossible for her to get rid of him. There was nothing wrong with this. Anyway, she could quit at any time, and before that, she would not lose to another woman. Julia said this to herself in her heart, and this thought reached its peak when she woke up the next morning.
…
"I never knew that you were actually so lustful towards women." After these lazy words rang in her ears, Julia suddenly opened her eyes, and what she saw was Monica's charming face with a faint smile.
No wonder there was such a soft feeling in her hands. But … why is she here? Julia suddenly sat up in bed, and then found that both she and Monica were naked. She let out a short scream and quickly wrapped her body with the quilt. She glanced around, and then looked at Monica blankly.
"You … Why are you here?" she asked, stuttering.
"Why can't I be here?" Monica turned her body sideways and supported her face, unrestrainedly showing her body in front of Julia, as if … she was demonstrating?
"No … I mean …" Julia didn't know what to say for a moment. "This is … Eide's villa …"
"You can come to Eide's villa, but I can't?" Monica's smile became playful. "Or, are you trying to tell me that you've forgotten what happened last night, Julie?"
"Last night … Last night …" Julia covered her forehead. She glanced around the room again, and it was indeed Adriaan's bedroom. The morning sun shone in through the window, telling her that the time and place were correct.
When she met Monica's eyes again, her body trembled slightly, and all the things that happened last night finally came pouring out of her mind.
Under Adriaan's attack, Julia quickly softened, and then played with him for the whole day. At night, they naturally drank, talked, and made love. She knew that Adriaan would not let her go easily since he had forced her to come here, so she took the initiative and passionately tangled with him. However, just when he picked her up from behind and made her feel like dying, the bedroom door opened, and a woman appeared at the door.
At that time, the lights in the bedroom were off, and it was dark. Although the lights in the corridor were on, the woman's face could not be seen clearly because of the backlight. Although she was immersed in love, a huge sense of shame engulfed Julia. This was because when Adrian hugged her from behind, he was facing the door, and even when the door opened, he didn't seem to have any intention of stopping. Then, the woman walked into the bedroom and knelt in front of her. After that, all kinds of messy images appeared.
"You finally remembered?" Monica said calmly. "To be honest, your kissing skills are really good."
Although she was talking about kissing skills, after she stretched out her finger to touch her lips, she slid it down and finally stopped below her navel. The meaning was obvious.
Julia's face immediately turned red, and those lewd images kept circling in her mind. Suddenly, a burst of anger surged in her heart. "I just want to know! Why the hell are you here?! "
"I used the key to this villa, and I wanted to come here to relax. You know, paparazzi are always very annoying. I didn't expect you to be here." Monica did not take her roar to heart at all. She still maintained her previous lazy tone with her half-naked body. "Are you angry? Why? Because of last night's debauchery? "
"I … You …" Julia's body trembled slightly. She barely controlled herself and smiled. "When it comes to debauchery, I can't compare to you, Monica!"
"That's why Eide likes me more." Monica shrugged. "I can make him more satisfied, but you can't, Julie. Of course, I admit that I had a little advantage later, but your performance was really bad. "
"I'm bad? How can I be worse than you?!" Julia sneered. "Are you talking big, Monica?"
"It's the truth, Julie. I know you don't want to admit it, but …" Monica shrugged. She looked at Julia with provocative and disdainful eyes, and Julia's eyes were almost bursting with fire.
Just when they were at daggers drawn, Adriaan's voice finally rang out. "Ladies, do you want breakfast?"
…
Looking at the two women in the room, one naked without any scruples, and the other half wrapped in a quilt, Adriaan's heart was full of satisfaction. Last night was the most enjoyable he had in years. He had unscrupulously rolled around with Monica and Julia, and finally had an orgasm at the same time. It was really refreshing.
Of course, Monica's appearance here was premeditated. When they were in Montgomery, she had clearly hinted to him that maybe he could try to get Julia to join them. Faced with such a good thing, Adriaan had no reason to disagree, so he finally decided on the current plan: when he was alone with Julia in the villa in Orange County, he would take some time to give Monica a call, and then appear and join them when they were passionate. He would do it first, and then …
"Sorry, Julie, about this …" Adriaan looked at Julia and then at Monica, and immediately showed an apologetic expression. It was very sincere, and it didn't seem like he was faking it at all. He placed the plate of milk on the bedside table, and was about to explain something, but Monica was the first to get off the bed, walk to his side, and hold his arm.
"It's okay, Eide, I was very happy last night." As Monica said this, she glanced at Julia with a charming smile. "I believe I made you very happy too, so let's go down and have breakfast now."
"Hmm … Of course, you can put on your clothes first …"
"No, it's okay. I think eating breakfast like this and taking a stroll in the garden while bathing in the morning light is a pleasant thing," Monica said as she glanced at Julia again. Her eyes were full of disdain and provocation.
Julia, who was already breathing rapidly, suddenly heaved up and down more violently. After biting her lip, she stood up naked, walked to Adriaan's side, and held his other arm.
"I'm fine with it," she said as she lifted her chin and looked at Monica.
It was really a wonderful thing to have breakfast with two beautiful women of different styles. Of course, this was also premeditated. Monica did a good job. She successfully provoked Julia with a few simple words. Even though they had already been at loggerheads for a long time, it also showed that Monica was very talented in this area.
Women were like this. They were naturally more sensitive than men, so they were more sensitive to comparison. When they were impulsive, they were more likely to be unrelenting. They only wanted to surpass the other party as soon as possible without thinking about anything else, just like what was happening now.
In the following time, the verbal confrontation between Monica and Julia became more and more intense. At first, Monica was still consciously guiding the conversation, but soon, she was really angered by Julia's hidden sharp words. As a result, Adriaan naturally took advantage of it. He spent the entire Sunday in the various ways that the two women tried to please him. It could be said that he was very lucky with women. Of course, there were occasional situations where the conflict escalated, such as —
"I understand your needs very well, Monica. After all, you're already … thirty years old, right?" Julia said with a smile. The corners of her mouth curled up in a mocking manner. "Sorry, I may not remember it clearly. Maybe thirty-two?"
"We're the same." Monica responded with a sneer. "You're only three years younger than me, Julie. You're at an awkward age. Compared to young girls, you're very mature, but compared to me, I'm not flirtatious enough."
If they continued to talk, even if they did not fall out, they would probably break up. One of the things that women hated the most was to talk about age, especially in front of competitors. Therefore, every time this happened, Adriaan would come forward to stop it. For example, he would move his hand on the two women's buttocks a little inwards and press down along their groins. Every time, he would pinch it just right, so that the two women would always maintain their current state.
This night was even crazier than the previous night. The two women took turns to compete with each other. Sometimes it was Adriaan and Julia, sometimes it was Adriaan and Monica, and sometimes it was Monica and Julia. In the end, the three of them were in a mess. They used all kinds of tricks and fought several times before they were satisfied. Then, they hugged each other and fell asleep.
It was really a passionate weekend. Before falling asleep with the two women in his arms, Adriaan hoped for a few seconds that the weekend would not end. Of course, that was impossible. The next day was Monday, and he had to continue with his work. Therefore, even though he was very reluctant, he got up early to drive Julia and Monica back to Los Angeles.
Julia did not speak along the way. Although her face was expressionless, she entered the house without saying goodbye after getting out of the car.
"She seems to have sensed something," Monica poked her head out from behind and said in Adriaan's ear.
"So what?" Adriaan laughed, turned his head and kissed her sexy lips. "Should I thank you, Monica?"
"You don't have to. As long as you like it." Monica gave him a flirtatious look. Something seemed to be shining in her eyes.
"I like it very much," Adriaan pinched her chin and said meaningfully.
Although this weekend was so pleasant, what had to be done had to be done. The shooting of "Argan" was nearing its end. After spending about three days in the studio to shoot the remaining scenes, Adriaan immediately got on the plane to New York.
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