It was late at night, and the street flickered with faint lights. A few small mosquitoes flew around as if they were performing mime. There were not many pedestrians, but they were all couples in twos and threes. The nightlife in Paris had just begun.
"You're a liar, you're a thief. You always use those sweet words to confuse women and then steal their hearts." Sophie staggered and said as she walked. She looked as if she was drunk.
Of course, she was not drunk. She could even jump onto the steps of the flowerbed on the street, stretch out her arms to balance herself, and walk a long way while giggling. Her face was red, but it was because of the strong lust between her brows. There was an indescribable feeling of seduction, as if she had obtained great satisfaction. Even now, she was still intoxicated by it and could not extricate herself.
"So, have I stolen your heart, Sophie?" Adriaan held her hand when she jumped down and pulled her into his arms.
"I …" Sophie looked up at his eyes. She stopped smiling and stared at him for a long time.
"I don't know …" She said, pouting her rosy lips as if she was a little angry. But then, her pouting mouth was blocked by Adriaan.
A burst of not intense but very passionate sound rang out. Sophie's body slowly leaned back. If it weren't for her left foot moving back on the ground and Adriaan holding her waist, she might have leaned back to the ground. Even so, he still unceremoniously demanded from her mouth. No one around looked at him. This kind of thing was too common on the streets of Paris.
"You're so annoying!" Sophie suddenly pushed Adriaan away. She panted a few times and jumped away like a little rabbit. Then she snorted in a reproachful voice, "What else can you do besides this? Oh, damn it, you're still in that kind of place …"
The combination of her delicate appearance and mature charm was enough to make any man desire it. Adriaan took two steps forward and grabbed her hand again, "That's because you're too charming. I can't help myself."
"You only know how to say such things." Sophie continued to snort, and then she pulled her hand out, "What else is there? If not, then I'm going back. I don't welcome you. I'm going to leave you outside in the cold wind! "
She stretched out her finger and poked his chest twice. She raised her chin triumphantly, as if saying, "Let's see what you can do."
"Then, how about we go to a movie?" Adrian looked around and suddenly noticed something interesting. He turned around and said with a faint smile.
"Oh, come on, I don't want to see the blockbuster you invested in, especially …" Sophie shrugged. Although she didn't finish her sentence, her meaning was already obvious.
"Don't worry, I'm definitely not talking about that movie, and I promise you'll like it." Adriaan didn't wait for her to answer. He grabbed her hand and walked to the cinema at the corner of the street ahead.
It was a very small cinema, and from the decoration, it seemed to be quite old. Under normal circumstances, this kind of movie was played with old movies. Sophie was pulled in by Adriaan in a daze, but when she saw the name of the movie that was playing, she couldn't help but open her mouth.
"Ed … Ed …" Sophie stuttered as she stared at the name. Before she could finish her sentence, Adrian had already returned with the two tickets.
"Let's go. It's been two minutes." He pulled her inside. "Let me take a good look at what your first time looks like."
His voice was a little loud, so several staff at the ticket office looked over. Sophie shrunk her neck and rushed to go inside. She didn't disguise herself enough. If she was recognized, it would be troublesome.
When they entered the theater, the movie had indeed just started. However, there were only five or six people in the hall that could seat more than a hundred people. It seemed particularly quiet. Adriaan took Sophie to find two seats at the back, and then began to enjoy the movie.
This was a French movie that was released in the 1980s. It was about a young girl who pursued her feelings. After going around in circles, she gave her first kiss to the boy she loved. That's right, this was Sophie's debut film, "First Kiss"!
Sophie was lost in thought as she looked at the young and inexperienced version of herself on the screen. Her expression kept changing. There was nostalgia, regret, worry, and sorrow. Adrian, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but smile.
"It's a pity." He whispered in her ear.
"Oh?" Sophie replied noncommittally. Her eyes were still fixed on the screen.
"If only I could meet you at that time." Adriaan followed her gaze. The most classic scene was playing on the screen. The boy put headphones on the girl from behind and played his favorite music. The girl smiled and closed her eyes to listen. "Then I could easily have you."
"Eide …" Sophie finally turned her head and looked at him with a complicated expression. She bit her lips gently.
Adriaan then lifted her chin and kissed her lips. Sophie also closed her eyes and listened to the familiar melody of the theme song. She responded to the other party's request.
However, Adriaan didn't seem to be satisfied. His hands soon began to wander around her body. His left hand grabbed the softness and rubbed it slowly. Sophie almost moaned when she left his mouth. Fortunately, she realized where she was. She couldn't bear it and wanted to push him away. "Eide … Wait … This is … Wasn't it enough before …"
How could Adriaan stop? He had an unprecedented passion on the Eiffel Tower, but that was high up in the sky. Although it was exciting enough, he couldn't use particularly intense movements and postures for safety reasons. Although he sent Sophie to the highest peak, he didn't enjoy anything. Now that the environment was so good, and he was a person who liked excitement, of course, he wouldn't let go of Sophie in this place. Not to mention …
"Look over there." He bit her earlobe and said softly. His right hand had already picked up the hem of her skirt and caressed it along her thigh.
Sophie, who was a little confused, looked in the direction he was pointing. Her face immediately became even redder. There were only six people in the hall, three couples. At this time, they were kissing and caressing as if there was no one else around. Especially the couple that Sophie and Adriaan had been kissing when they first came in. It had developed to the point where the woman took off her shirt and the man buried his head in it and sucked non-stop.
After all, this was a small movie theater. It was almost midnight. At this time, men and women who came to watch the movie were bound to do something that they loved.
"You can't do this …" Sophie's tone was a little tearful. No matter how hard she clamped her legs, she couldn't resist Adriaan's invasion.
"That won't do. The bow and arrow are already on the string. How can I put it down just like that?" Adriaan chuckled and went further.
"I … I can use my hands …" Sophie, who was almost unable to hold on under his teasing, said without thinking. Adriaan unexpectedly stopped. He was waiting for this sentence, but …
"You can't use your hands." He breathed into her ear, "How about …"
Sophie, who had finally breathed a sigh of relief, heard his words, and her beautiful face suddenly turned redder. She immediately shook her head. But God seemed to be on Adriaan's side. Before she could refuse, a couple in the front row, after kissing and caressing, the woman tied up her hair and buried her head. Seeing this scene, Sophie was suddenly speechless.
"It'll be fine, Sophie." Adriaan's seductive voice rang in her ear again.
"But … but … I've never done it …" Sophie, whose eyes were covered with a layer of erotic mist, murmured.
"It doesn't matter. Everyone will have a first time no matter what they do." Adriaan continued, "Just like in the movies."
Sophie's breathing suddenly became rapid. She was slowly pressed down by him until her face was pressed against his thigh. She still wanted to resist, but when the thing bounced out and hit her face, she opened her mouth without thinking.
Adriaan let out a low, comfortable, and satisfied moan. He stroked Sophie's soft hair, watching the young Sophie's performance on the screen while enjoying her slightly immature service. From the moment he noticed the cinema, he had been planning for this moment. Just like on the Eiffel Tower, the romantic dinner was ultimately to pick up the hem of her skirt.
Because once a woman kept breaking through her lower limit in front of you, she would no longer have any lower limit in front of you. Adriaan wanted to have Sophie completely. Of course, this was out of possessiveness, but he also had feelings for her. In those deep relationships, it was absolutely impossible for him not to like her. He was also clear about Sophie's contradiction, so he would use a heavy method to break it.
The effect was obvious, because — —
Another day passed. Like all big cities, Paris at night had a kind of luxurious atmosphere. Under the shroud of darkness, some things seemed more romantic than …
"Hey, Eide, come and look at this place." Sophie ran a few laps under the bridge and shouted excitedly. She was wearing a goose yellow trench coat, which set off her figure perfectly.
"It's very good. It's usually warm in winter and cool in summer under the bridge." Adriaan followed a few steps and then looked around. There was no one on the embankment below, but there were occasional cars passing by above. "Are you sure we can do it here?"
"Just give it a try." Sophie leaned against the wall and licked the corner of her mouth with her tongue. Her eyes were full of a flirtatious look. She opened her arms and lifted one foot to step on the wall. The corner of her trench coat was lifted up, and the color of her skin was clearly visible. She was actually not wearing anything under the trench coat!
Adriaan smiled and suddenly rushed forward, hugging and caressing Sophie passionately. At the same time, he lifted the corner of the trench coat and lifted it up. Sophie let out a deep sigh of satisfaction from the bottom of her heart, hugging Adriaan tightly and clamping her legs on his waist.
This kind of thing had happened many times today. After returning to Sophie's villa from the cinema last night, the two had a series of battles. They slept until the sun was high in the sky the next day.
After that, the two of them whispered sweet words to each other in the house for the whole afternoon. They only came out when the sun was about to set and began to stroll around Paris again. This time, Sophie was not wearing anything other than a trench coat and high heels. The two of them deliberately chose to wander around the more remote corners with traces of history. Once they had the feeling, they would find a corner and start the most primitive activity.
Sophie seemed to have completely let go and did not care about anything. There were even a few times when there were people chatting loudly at the corner, and the two of them moved more intensely here. And there were a few times when they had been discovered, but Sophie shouted at them and chased them away. This was the first time Adriaan saw Sophie cursing so much, and she scolded people so quickly and anxiously. You really can't judge a book by its cover.
Therefore, in contrast, the uninhabited river embankment under the bridge was simply child's play. Of course, Adriaan was also very cautious. He went to the neighborhoods with good security, and he also had a tracking device on him. Once it was triggered, the bodyguards would arrive at his location within five minutes. As long as there were no accidents that caught him off guard, safety was not a problem, so he enjoyed this exciting journey with peace of mind.
"Hey, what are you thinking about?" Adriaan, who was lying on the bed, reached out and scratched Sophie's tall nose, and asked curiously. From lying on the bed until now, she had been looking at him with her beautiful eyes.
The two did not do anything on the bed. In the past few hours, they left behind passionate moments in countless streets and alleys in Paris. Even with Adriaan's extraordinary endurance, he was still a little tired, let alone Sophie. But she just stared at him without blinking, as if she wanted to see through him.
"I lost." She suddenly said so, sighed softly, closed her eyes, and reached out to hug Adriaan. Not only did she open her eyes for a second, but she also glared at Adriaan fiercely, "I lost to God, not you!"
"Oh?" The confused Adriaan raised his eyebrows.
Sophie then sighed again, "I'm already like this, but no one recognized me from beginning to end."
"Ha, it sounds like I should feel lucky that I wasn't surrounded by a large group of reporters when I walked out of the alley or corner." Adriaan laughed.
"I'd like to see that scene, and then see what you can say." Sophie snorted softly, then buried her head in his chest, "I made a bet with God, but I lost, so …"
Needless to say, Adriaan knew why she made the bet. He couldn't help but shake his head gently and hug her tighter, "You are such a fool, Sophie."
"Of course I am, otherwise I wouldn't have been deceived by you like this." Sophie said indignantly, then sighed, and her voice became much lower, "Don't make me sad, okay, Eide, except … that thing."
"No, I won't." Adriaan stroked her hair, "I promise you, Sophie, if one day you feel unhappy with me and feel that I can't protect you anymore, you can leave, I won't stop you."
Although Sophie snorted softly, she kissed his chest.
Adriaan smiled and suddenly thought of something. He turned Sophie over, "It seems that I have to hurry up, otherwise I won't be able to make you cry in the future, right?"
"What?" Sophie asked in confusion, but as Adriaan moved, she quickly understood. She immediately cried out in panic, "Wait, Eide, what are you doing … Stop … Stop! Stop! "
How could Adriaan stop? The night before, he had spent a lot of effort to get the first time on the top coincidentally, and he even sprayed it all over his face after the explosion. If he didn't seize the opportunity to pick the little daisy behind, he didn't know how much effort it would take in the future, so Sophie couldn't help it no matter how reluctant she was.
The result of this was that Sophie sobbed for a long time. If it weren't for the severe pain, she might have jumped up and chased Adriaan. But after getting used to it, her cries were incomparably ecstatic.
"I should really record your voice and let you hear how different it is from usual." Adriaan once teased her, but in return, she pinched him angrily.
Then the next day, because he couldn't get up from the bed, Sophie didn't send him to the airport. Adriaan didn't care. He told her to rest at home and prepare for the upcoming "Anna Karenina". Sometimes, she could come to the UK for a walk, and then he left by plane.
This trip to Paris was quite fruitful. He just forgot about this matter because he was too excited. But it was not urgent. For Sophie, it was more appropriate to finish the work at hand first. The original 1997 version of "Anna Karenina" was not particularly good. Apart from the fact that there were already several versions of the film, Sophie's appearance was quite different from that of a Russian woman. The director also did not have a good grasp of the script, so the film's reputation and box office were very average.
But now, under the recommendation of Miramax, who had dealt with independent films many times, the guiding tube was given to Angor Vicar, an independent film director with a unique style. He was good at conveying emotions through the lens. And Adriaan's request to Sophie was to make herself look like Anna Karenina as much as possible. If she could do it well, not only could she avoid losing points on the image, but she could also show her acting skills. It just so happened that Vicar's characteristics could be complemented, so he was chosen in the end.
Vicar was not without shortcomings. He was still lacking in the control of the rhythm, but Adriaan was confident that there would be no big problem in this aspect with himself as the producer.
Sophie would definitely finish the film beautifully. Adriaan said so in his heart when he got off the plane. Thinking about the entanglement between him and her in the past two days, he couldn't help but smile. But he quickly put it away. After making sure there were no reporters near the airport, Adriaan immediately drove to the studio. He should have come back yesterday, and the shooting would start early this morning. Now it was almost 11 o 'clock, so he had to hurry back to comfort those depressed faces.
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