Chapter 806

"Thank … Thank you, judges. Thank you so much. When I was a little girl, I dreamed of standing here more than once …" Christina stood on the stage and raised the golden gramophone. For every singer, especially those in America, it was a great honor to win a Grammy.

Of course, she did not forget to thank Adriaan after thanking everyone. "Thank you, Mr. Adriaan. He discovered me, encouraged me, and supported me. Thank you, thank you very much!"

The camera turned to Adriaan a few times, but he kept smiling and clapping. Then, he glanced at Britney, who was sitting not far away, out of the corner of his eye. The disappointment on the girl's face was obvious. She did not hide it at all. In fact, she was like that after the winner of the Best Newcomer Award was announced.

It was not strange. Even though the two of them had many other nominations, and many of them had clashed, both Christina and Britney knew that the Best Newcomer Award was the most important to them. Even if the Grammys were more flexible and biased than the Oscars, where they would all lean to the right or the left for a certain year, seniority was something that could be found anywhere.

After all, the members of the Academy of Recording Arts and Sciences and the Academy of Film Sciences and Arts were all from the music industry. Therefore, even though Christina and Britney were nominated for Best Song, their chances of winning were very low. Naturally, the real winner would be the Best Newcomer Award.

"This is embarrassing, Master." That night, Britney made love to Adrian for a long time in the bedroom. When she was exhausted, she crawled on his chest and said in a reluctant tone, "Don't worry, I'll let you go.

This was the girl's mansion. After Adriaan dealt with her parents, Britney moved out and moved to a place not far from his mansion. If she was not worried about the paparazzi, she might have moved into Adriaan's house.

"It's nothing. It's normal, Bobbi. Didn't I get the award I wanted after receiving countless nominations?" Adriaan pinched her chin and comforted her.

"You're different. You're my master. You can get whatever you want." Britney pursed her lips and said coquettishly. She looked very cute under the dim bedside lamp.

"Don't worry. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future," Adriaan comforted her while caressing her body.

"But it was my first time, and …" Britney stuttered and finally said, "and I lost to Kristen."

Adriaan laughed. "You finally said what's on your mind? It's nothing, Bobbi. You may have lost the Best Newcomer Award, but you won me, didn't you? "

Britney giggled and wrapped her arms around Adrian's neck, kissing him intimately. "Kristin must have seen you when you took me away from her party. I think she must have had an interesting look on her face."

As she spoke, her breathing became heavy again, and she kissed his neck again and again. "Let's do it again, Master."

"As you wish, my little cutie. I'll satisfy all your requests tonight." Adriaan kissed her back with a smile and sighed inwardly. Then, he threw himself into passion.

Obviously, Britney was going to repeat her "old" mistake at the Grammys. In this Grammy competition, the PR teams that Adriaan had arranged for them were similar. In the end, it was "still" Christina who won the Best Newcomer Award. The Society of Recording Arts and Sciences would not change easily. Britney would be discriminated against for a long time.

The Grammy Awards always disliked young, beautiful, and popular female singers. Once they were labeled as such, it would be very difficult for them to turn the tables. Even Madonna had not won the Best Female Singer Award so far. Of course, there were many reasons why Britney lost to Christina.

Christina was indeed a good singer, which would give her extra points in the eyes of the Grammy judges. Secondly, compared to other singers, Britney relied more on electronic music. More importantly, Adriaan did not have as much say in music as he did in movies. Even though he knew a few musical instruments and played a few piano songs well, and he had written a few good songs for Britney and Christina, he had never been involved in music production.

But that was not a big deal. If his plan could be realized, he might not be able to influence the Grammy Awards like he did the Oscars, but his words would definitely carry more weight than they did now. Of course, Britney had to work hard too. For example, she had to learn how to write her own songs and lyrics. She would still be able to develop into a creative singer.

However, she still needed to improve her ability to resist shocks. Even though Adriaan had taught her a lot, it was not easy to make up for such a natural disadvantage. Don't think that he had only taught her about physical hygiene. Apart from that, Adriaan had also taught Britney a lot about how to improve her taste and display her own style. It would be easier for him to manipulate her subtly.

Come to think of it, it was a good thing too. It would allow Britney to put her heart and soul on him. Alright, no matter what, it was all in the future. Even if he wanted to influence the Grammy Awards, he would have to wait until he could influence the Oscars the most.

After spending time with Britney at the Grammy Awards, he naturally had to spend time with Christina the next day. After all, he had left with Britney at her celebration party in front of so many people the night before.

"It wasn't easy for me to win the Best Newcomer Award, but you left with Britney at my party. Can't you consider my feelings?" Christina complained to Adriaan.

Although she was expressing her dissatisfaction, her tone was not very strong. Christina was different from Britney, after all. Even though she had been brainwashed by Adriaan, she was a year older and had fewer personality flaws. Therefore, she had mixed a lot of things with Adriaan, unlike Britney, who almost considered herself to be Adriaan's pet.

"It was indeed my fault, Christina. I apologize." Adriaan hugged her with a smile. "But as the winner, you should consider the feelings of the loser, right?"

Christina pursed her lips and looked at his class. She suddenly smiled and nodded. "Yes, it's not easy for Britney either. We can't crush her weak heart after losing the Best Newcomer Award."

There was still some reluctance in her tone. Coupled with the last sentence, it was obvious what she was thinking. Therefore, Adriaan did not hesitate to block her lips and only let her go after some teasing.

"Alright, Christina. No matter what, Bubu is your friend from the Mickey Mouse Club. Competition is necessary, but you can't go too far," Adriaan said in a warning tone while kneading her body.

Christina, who had gone soft from being pinched, snuggled in his arms and moaned involuntarily.

"So, what do you want to do today? I'll be by your side no matter where you go. Today, I'll be your coachman. "Adriaan kept kissing her.

"Even if the reporters' reports become true?" Christina suddenly asked with a little naughtiness.

"No problem, as long as you want." Adriaan laughed.

Because of Christina's speech at the Grammy Awards, many tabloids began to speculate about the relationship between the two like sharks that smelled blood. They even agonized over whether or not to include her among the Miracle Girls. Before this, the Miracle Girls were all movie stars. However, most people only treated it as the lowest level of gossip, the kind that could be forgotten after reading it.

Earlier, when Christina was promoting her new album, the media under AC Media had detailed reports on her past, including her time in the Mickey Mouse Club and how she was signed by Adriaan before the club disbanded. It was the same for Britney. It was all very positive, but it was more to highlight Adriaan's excellent taste in music. With preconceived notions, the gossip was just gossip.

"Alright, let me think about what to do today so that I can drain all your energy." Christina flipped over with a smile and rode on Adriaan's legs with a deliberately provocative look.

The sense of security of being protected quickly surged into her heart. Before this, she had the same feeling when she was signed by Adriaan and was encouraged by him. However, it was even more intense after bed, so sometimes Christina would think that 'this is actually good'. It was not surprising. After all, she also had a terrible childhood and … a violent and irresponsible father!

Admittedly, it was a very interesting thing. Although there were many women around Adriaan, and most of them were a mixture of feelings, desires, and interests, most of the women closest to him were of this type. Of course, not every woman was like that. They all had their own personalities. For example, there was a girl who said 'I hate you' verbally but was very cooperative physically.

"I hate you, Adriaan! You're a bastard … Ugh … Take your hand off me! Damn it … You seduced me, I'm going to kill you … Stop, you're raping me … "

In a room that was completely different from the bustling reception hall, the young woman with disheveled clothes on the sofa was desperately beating the man on top of her. However, although her actions seemed intense, she actually did not have much strength. Moreover, when the man kissed her chest, she even took the initiative to hug his head and adjust the position of her upper body so that he could suck better.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with desire. Her legs were tightly clamped around the man's waist, and her lower body was constantly pushing forward. After the man entered and sat up with her in his arms, she immediately sank her body down, clenching her teeth and constantly swinging her hips as if she was fighting a fierce war and would not stop until the other party was defeated.

Unfortunately, she chose the wrong opponent. Although she had tried her best, she almost fainted from the climax.

"You … you bastard …" Even so, the young woman was already limp on the sofa, but she still muttered.

"You're so stubborn, Yini." Adriaan held her in his arms and teased her tenderly.

Ivanka, who was powerless, glared at him hatefully. After a while, she finally recovered some strength and then pushed Adriaan away. She struggled to get up and began to dress. Adriaan did not say anything. He sat on the sofa and looked at Ivanka with admiration. He watched the beautiful and seductive half-naked body being covered by clothes bit by bit.

"Have you seen enough?" Because there was an annoying person around, the straps on the back of her bra could not be buckled. The impatient Ivanka then vented her anger on Adriaan.

"Of course not." Adrian smiled as he stood up and clasped her bra for her from behind. "You have to know that your breasts are really beautiful."

Ivanka turned around and glared at him, then smiled smugly and said, "By the way, I have an unfortunate news for you, Mr. Adriaan. I forgot that this is California."

"No, no, no, Yini." Adriaan raised his chin and shook his finger. "You didn't forget. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been so obedient when I brought you in."

"So what?" Ivanka's smile became a little forced. "You have to know that I'm not responsible for this at all. Even … even … even if I took the initiative!"

Under Adriaan's gaze, she finally spat out the word.

"Yes, of course I know. But so what? You can't tell anyone." Adriaan's tone was a rascal. "Moreover, not only did you take the initiative, but you also like and … desire it!"

With that, he leaned forward oppressively, pressed Ivanka's shoulder, and looked at her condescendingly. "In that case, how about we do it again?"

Ivanka's face turned green and red. Suddenly, she pushed Adriaan away angrily. "I hate you, Adriaan! I hate you! It's all your fault. You've led my father astray! You're a complete pervert! "

With that, she walked to the door angrily. "I never want to see you again! Never! "

But when she reached the door, Ivanka stopped and touched her buttocks. The girl turned her head with a troubled expression.

"Are you looking for this?" Adriaan took out a small pink underwear from the gap of the sofa and waved it. There were a few Hello Kitties printed on it. It was very cute.

Ivanka's face suddenly turned red. She hurriedly walked over and reached out to snatch it. At the same time, she growled, "Give it back to me!"

"That won't do." Adriaan took a step back and slowly put her underwear into his pocket. Then he said seriously, "Since you said that I'm a pervert, then of course, I should do something that only perverts do."

The girl's face suddenly turned even redder. Her lips trembled as if she was about to cry or explode. But in the end, she glared at Adriaan and quickly left the room.

"You'll regret it!" Ivanka finally said.

Adriaan shrugged with a smile. He didn't take it to heart at all. Ivanka's current perception of him was deliberately created by him. Naturally, he knew what she was thinking. According to the words of his previous life, this was "tsundere," and it was full of "tsundere." Thinking about how she had sunk her body and violently swayed her buttocks, it was really ecstasy.

At this time, he couldn't help but press the bulge in his trouser pocket. He suddenly became a little embarrassed.

"She really became a pervert." After pulling it out, Adriaan said with a bitter smile. But … was this also a souvenir?

After waiting for a few more minutes, Adriaan left the room and returned to the lively living room. This was the first time he held a reception in his own home, and he invited many celebrities to participate. Trump specially came from New York to participate in the Los Angeles recording of America's Top Model and attended the Grammy Awards. Naturally, he was also invited.

"I just saw Ivanka leave angrily. What happened?" After walking around, Adriaan came to Trump and deliberately asked with concern.

"Nothing, just a small matter." Trump sighed, not pretending at all. Obviously, he still didn't know that his baby daughter not only slept with the man in front of her several times, but also gave him her virginity.

"You know, Yini has always disliked me playing around outside. Now I finally found a suitable partner, but she still doesn't accept me," Trump said in distress.

"It's okay, Tang. I understand Ivanka's mind. After all, you are her favorite father." The beautiful woman holding his arm comforted him. "I will let her slowly accept me."

"I believe you can do it, Mera." Trump patted the woman's hand joyfully.

Melania Krau, a model from Slovenia, was less than 30 years old. She had beautiful long brown hair and was now Trump's official girlfriend. It was said that they met at the end of last month and soon became inseparable. This woman had slender eyes and a very scheming look. No wonder Ivanka didn't like her.

But it was just as well. Ivanka vented her dissatisfaction with her father on him, which was enough to show the problem. Trump also helped him, although unintentionally. Although he didn't know how long it would take to make this proud little princess dance with his baton, everything was developing in the expected direction, wasn't it?

After the two award ceremonies, it was March. In this month, the Oscars at the end of the month was the most eye-catching, and then there were several movies that Adriaan was concerned about to be released, but the most important thing was not this. After resting for a long time, he had to start directing his new work again.

"I think everyone should have read through the script several times. My plan is to use this year to finish shooting all three movies. Do you have any opinions?" Sitting at the head of the long table, Adriaan asked. This office was the one where he arranged the movie version of Resident Evil last time. This time, it ushered in a bigger series, the first masterpiece that Adriaan brought to Universal – Lord of the Rings!