[Urban] King of Entertainment (Complete) - 15

Chapter Sixty: The Most Charming Actress (First Update)

Today, Lin Zhiling was almost fully recovered and didn't want to stay home. David first took Lin Zhiling to the company, then went to a great place he'd discovered a few years ago: a hilltop coffee shop. The coffee there was brewed with authentic Blue Mountain coffee. The scenery was also nice, and there were plenty of beautiful women. So David often met people there.

Sitting by the window, he could clearly see the bustling West Side of Los Angeles below. Compared to the hustle and bustle below, the hilltop was much quieter. After all, a cup of coffee here cost the equivalent of two or three days' wages for someone working down below. Not everyone could afford to spend money here.

"Boss!" Victoria's CEO, Macace Jackson, greeted David.

"You're here, Macace, please have a seat," David said, standing up.

"This place is nice, boss, you really know how to enjoy yourself," Macace Jackson said, sitting down.

"Macace, don't complain. I know you've worked hard these past two years. But you will definitely succeed. Victoria will definitely become the best lingerie in the world," David said confidently.

"Boss, I'm so glad. You've always been so confident."

"I have confidence in Victoria, and even more confidence in you, so Macasse Jackson, stop complaining." David entrusted Victoria to Macasse Jackson for several reasons: first, Macasse Jackson was a talented individual; second, David's fame had soared, making him unsuitable for a lingerie company. Seeing those models with perfect figures every day, it would be strange if David didn't have ideas; and third, Victoria needed a complete overhaul, launching ultra-luxury jewelry lingerie to make it the most famous lingerie brand.

"Okay! Boss, when do you plan to launch jewelry lingerie?" Macasse Jackson felt there was no point in dwelling on it and changed the subject.

"This year isn't suitable. The Asian financial crisis turned ten years of accumulated wealth in Asia into a bubble. How about launching it before the World Cup next year?"

"Boss, I don't know why you care so much about the Asian market? The consumption level there is too low; it's not suitable for Victoria at all," Macasse Jackson asked.

As a member of the reborn army, David knew that the Chinese market alone had made countless multinational companies rich. In 2013, China had over 100,000 billionaires and nearly a million millionaires—these numbers were astonishing. Conquering the Chinese market is the dream of many companies.

"Macasse! Do you know how many people there are in Asia? China and India alone have two billion people. Although these two regions are still developing, just five years—five years—is enough to let them know that Victoria is the best lingerie company, the most top-tier, luxurious, and beautiful lingerie."

"Okay! But I think the focus for the next few years will still be the European and American markets."

"Good, but promotion in Asia is also necessary. In '98, we need global promotion, to let every beautiful woman, rich woman, and noblewoman on Earth know Victoria." David's domineering presence not only impressed Macasse Jackson sitting opposite him, but also several other customers nearby.

"Don't worry, boss, I guarantee I'll complete the task." Macasse Jackson knew that making money was just as important as spending it. Victoria's initial promotional expenses would be enormous, but the subsequent returns would be astonishing. "

Business is done, Macasse, let's talk about something lighter." David sat down and drank his coffee.

"Okay! David, the model you wanted, Alessandra Ambrosio, has signed with us." Macasse Jackson was truly impressed by David. How did David know about such a top-notch model? And from Brazil, so far away.

"Where's Miranda Kerr?" David, relieved to know Alexander Ambrose had signed, inquired about another future supermodel.

"David, Miranda Kerr is still too young, isn't she? And the information you provided is incomplete. If our agents hadn't searched for months, we wouldn't have found her."

"Worth it, don't worry! Maccasey, Miranda Kerr's rewards will definitely surprise you." David was very familiar with Victoria's Secret supermodels, but after his rebirth, he'd forgotten the city where Miranda Kerr lived, which was why the agents had searched for so long. According to world model rankings, Victoria's Secret supermodels could occupy at least three of the top ten spots.

China has many models, with beautiful faces and enviable figures. But those who become famous quickly fade into obscurity. Who knows if they marry into wealthy families or become mistresses? So, in David's memory, China isn't lacking in models, but rather in terms of insufficient promotion, plus they come and go quickly. However, South Korea has three very famous car models, such as Lee Ji-woo, Lim Ji-hye, and Hwang Mi-hee. Unfortunately, they're still quite young, and it seems they've had plastic surgery, so David hasn't had anyone look for them yet.

But in a couple of years, when they expand into the Asian market, he should sign them. He's not worried about them not accepting. In South Korea, receiving advertisements and invitations from large international corporations is a huge honor, a national glory. Ultimately, it's a serious inferiority complex, just like the Japanese. Two small island nations, trying to emulate Britain, calling themselves the Republic of Korea and the Empire of Japan. Although Britain is also a small island nation, at least it once dominated the world, possessing the most colonies. As long as the sun shines on their colonies every second, they're also called the "Empire on which the sun never sets.

" "Hopefully!"

"The morning went by quickly, Macasse Jackson, I need to go back to the film company. What about you?" David laughed.

"I'm not as leisurely as you, boss. If there's nothing else, I'll be going now." Macasse Jackson said and left the coffee shop.

"What a waste of such good coffee?" David muttered, looking at Macassie who hadn't even finished his coffee. "Forget it, I'll never invite this guy who can't eat again."

Around 10 PM, David left the hilltop café and returned to the company. There was just too much to do. He only got to the office when his secretary, Ning Shan, brought him a few documents to sign. Before going to Hong Kong, David only signed a few documents a day. David wasn't cut out for management, so he mostly delegated company matters to the CEOs, leaving the rest to Camina and Lin Zhiling. Only major matters were reviewed by David.

He didn't interfere too much, occasionally offering suggestions. One person's abilities are limited; how could they possibly do everything? Like the Chongzhen Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, who not only distrusted his ministers but also interfered in everything, even though he wasn't an expert. He ended up doing more harm than good! Such an emperor, though diligent, ultimately forgot his country and hanged himself. Of course, David's laziness also had its reasons.

How could he handle company matters every day while also chasing women? Writing scripts? Writing songs? So, Kamina and Lin Zhiling, two top students, were trained, nominally as secretaries. But their power was like that of vice presidents, sometimes even greater.

"Ning Shan, is that all?" David had already signed multiple documents for the third time.

"President! I organized these yesterday." Ning Shan wasn't suited for wielding power, but as a secretary, she was the most reliable.

"Have Zhiling look at them first, and bring them back to me if there are any problems."

"I've already shown the rest to Zhiling." Ning Shan wasn't jealous of Kamina and Lin Zhiling at all, because her personality was too weak; she was simply unsuitable for management.

"Okay, go ahead and get busy. Take care and get some rest."

"I will, thank you, President." Ning Shan smiled and left the office.

Putting down his pen, David sighed and muttered to himself, "Should I hire two more secretaries? If either Kamina or Lin Zhiling isn't around, there's so much to do." With these two lovers/secretaries around, David could come to the company to write songs, scripts, and occasionally sign documents—how carefree! He could also have some entertainment when he had nothing to do, and the secretaries would rush him when there was work to do; otherwise, he could just be a secretary—how comfortable!

"President, this is the new script!"

"President, this is the latest actor information!"

"President, this is the latest staff we've hired!"

...

David wasn't freed from his work prison until after 4 PM when Ning Shan suddenly entered. Startled, David asked, "Ning Shan, is there something you haven't finished?" "

Please take a look at these invitations, President," Ning Shan said with a smile, knowing David had been incredibly busy.

"Just put them on the table, I'll look at them right away," David said helplessly.

"What kind of random party is this? I'm not going!"

"This kind of cocktail party is the most boring, a bunch of hypocritical politicians. I'm not going!"

"This..." "

The Trans party, I can go to this one!" David finally found a suitable one, and upon checking the time, he realized it was tonight—what a coincidence!

"Okay, President!"

David picked up the phone and dialed Lin Zhiling's number. Soon, Lin Zhiling's sweet voice came through: "President!"

"Zhiling, there's a cocktail party tonight, come with me!" David said.

"President, I won't go," Lin Zhiling refused as before. Lin Zhiling didn't want to be a mere pretty face, nor did she want people to say she climbed the ladder by relying on her boss, so she hadn't attended any private parties with David for a long time.

"So you're having dinner with Gag tonight?"

"Okay! Don't drink too much." Lin Zhiling suddenly whispered a reminder.

"Okay! Honey, take a shower at home and wait for me to come back."

"You bad boy, I'm ignoring you." Lin Zhiling hung up the phone in embarrassment.

Listening to the "beep! beep!" sound from the phone, David felt that Lin Zhiling didn't seem like a foreign student at all, but rather like a traditional woman. But then he thought, it's okay, not all women are the same. What's the point if they're all the same? Going to Terence's place to see the beautiful women that night, David's mood improved a lot. He picked up his suit and left work.

Chapter 61 The Most Charming Actress (Second Update)

Around 8 o'clock, David arrived at Terence's villa and found that quite a few people had already arrived. Many ordinary people had never heard of Terence, but Terence's wealth was incomparable to any actor or singer. Terence also had quite a bit of fame in high society.

"Hi! David, you've finally come, you're getting harder and harder to invite." Terence greeted David warmly.

“Trent, I have a job. I’ve been busy all day and I’m exhausted. If it weren’t for your invitation, I would have gone home to sleep long ago.” David’s lying skills were getting better and better, just like politicians and actors; to deceive others, you first have to deceive yourself.

“Alright, David, don’t I know what kind of person you are? Come on, let me introduce you to some beauties.”

“David, you’re talking about me, but it seems you’re also talking about yourself.”

The two walked into the villa together, and the first beauty they encountered was Julia Roberts. At 1.75 meters tall, she appeared exceptionally tall in high heels. Most men standing next to her would probably lose all confidence. Julia had the standard European and American busty figure, very voluptuous, especially her full breasts, pert buttocks, and long, alluring legs—absolutely irresistible.

In 1988, Julia Roberts’ performance in *Modern Cinderella* attracted audience attention. In 1989, she won the Academy Award for Best Actress for her role as a bride battling diabetes in *Steel Magnolia*, an outstanding performance that earned her her first Oscar nomination (Best Supporting Actress). The 1990 film *Pretty Woman* brought her worldwide fame and earned her her second Oscar nomination (Best Actress). Her next film, *Sleeping with the Enemy*, was a huge box office success; in it, she played a woman who escapes her husband and starts a new life. After starring in Spielberg's *Hook* in 1991, she was virtually absent from the screen for two years. In early 1993, *People* magazine's cover story asked, "What's wrong with Julia Roberts?"

Later that year, she co-starred with Denzel Washington in *The Pelicans*, which was a great success. However, in the following years, a series of films she participated in were neither critically acclaimed nor commercially successful. In 1997, her luck finally turned around with *My Best Friend's Wedding*. This romantic comedy brought in huge box office revenue, solidifying Julia Roberts' reputation as a box office draw.

In 2001, her brilliant performance in *Erin Brockovich* garnered widespread critical acclaim, finally earning her the Academy Award for Best Actress. In this film based on a true story, she played a strong and courageous woman with no formal legal education who helped small-town residents sue the energy giant Pacific Gas and Electric Company for environmental pollution crimes.

In 2005, Oscar-winning actress Julia Roberts was featured on the cover of *People* magazine's "50 Most Beautiful People in the World," setting a record for appearing on the cover of this list three times. Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie, the rumored couple, were also both included on the list. *People* magazine editor Danielle Dupin stated in a media interview this morning that the main reason Julia Roberts was chosen for the cover of this year's "50 Most Beautiful People in the World" special was that after giving birth to twins and becoming a mother, "her face exudes a natural maternal charm," making the already beautiful actress even more stunning. This marks the ninth time 37-year-old Julia Roberts has been included in the "50 Most Beautiful People in the World" list, tying with Halle Berry, who also made the list this year. This is also Julia Roberts' third time gracing the cover of this "People" magazine list, setting an unparalleled record.

In the latest issue of "People" magazine's 2010 "Most Beautiful People in the World" list, Julia Roberts was once again chosen as the cover figure, breaking her previous record and topping the list for the fourth time.

Julia Roberts is one of the highest-paid actresses in the world, and from 2001 to 2005, she was the highest-paid actress on Hollywood's annual power list. In 1990, she earned $300,000 for "Beautiful Woman," and in 2003, her salary for "Mona Lisa Smile" was an unprecedented $25 million. In 2010, Julia Roberts' net worth was estimated at $140 million.

"David, this is Julia Roberts."

"Julia Roberts, this is David Carnegie."

Julia was beautiful and charming, with long, flowing blonde hair casually draped over her shoulders, making her look like a beauty from an oil painting. Today, she was dressed very sexily and alluringly. The black corset-style short dress couldn't hide her stunning figure, fair skin, delicate collarbones, and a pair of full, high breasts that appeared even more prominent under the corset, revealing a deep cleavage. Her waist was slightly plump, but most captivating were her unusually shapely buttocks, which were incredibly eye-catching even when she was sitting. Her long, shapely, and fair legs dazzled David.

“Mr. David, don’t you think it’s impolite to look at a strange woman like that?” As David’s eyes lingered on Julia Lopez, Julia, in turn, began to scrutinize him. Although she already knew David, seeing him face-to-face still surprised her. His youth, handsome appearance, and especially his confidence and composure beyond his years.

“I’m truly sorry, but Ms. Julia Roberts is so beautiful and charming; I think every man who sees you would be captivated.” David chuckled. This had happened many times before, and he was quite adept at it. “Beautiful lady, may I call you Julia?”

“Hehe, it seems we’re meeting for the first time, Director David.” Julia giggled, swirling her wine glass, and looked at David with a smile. “However, since you put it that way, it would be very impolite of me to refuse.”

David realized he had underestimated Julia Roberts. If this woman was just a pretty face, then almost every woman in the world was.

"Gentlemen, do I need to introduce you?" At this moment, Terence, the host of the party, couldn't help but interject with a smile.

"Yes." Julia Roberts nodded with a smile, then extended her hand to David, formally introducing him: "It's a pleasure to meet you, dear Director. You can certainly call me Julia." (The rest of the text appears to be promotional material and unrelated to the

previous sentences.)

“Of course.” Julia smiled and winked at David, her alluring expression captivating him. David couldn't help but swallow hard; this woman was definitely a femme fatale—sexy, charming, with a fiery, alluring figure and mature demeanor, utterly irresistible.

David, Terence, and Julia Roberts chatted happily for the next while, building rapport, and soon they had each drunk three glasses of champagne. Terence, as the organizer, stayed so long simply because there was still plenty of time, and with David's arrival. As for Julia Roberts, Terence wouldn't have cared much even if she had won the Oscar for Best Actress.

"Alright, you two chat as you please, I have to attend to my guests."

David smiled at Julia. "Beautiful lady, I'd like to ask you to dance. Would you do me the honor?"

Seeing David's smile, Julia knew the main attraction of the evening had arrived. A thought crossed her mind, and she nodded with a smile, "Of course, I'd be delighted."

"It would be my pleasure." David smiled slightly, took Julia's hand, and led her to the dance floor in the center of the villa.

David held her soft, boneless hand in one hand, and placed the other on her full waist, feeling the warmth of her body, smelling her alluring, mature womanly fragrance, and looking at this beauty so close to him. He felt a surge of exhilaration, a feeling of intoxication welling up within him.

However, in the time that followed, David finally felt a pang of embarrassment; all these beautiful women danced better than him. Julia Roberts dances far better than David. Although David occasionally practices dancing, he's nowhere near as good as Julia. Luckily, David's skin is thick enough to withstand any bullet. (Nonsense! To pursue a beautiful woman, you must be bold, proactive, and thick-skinned.)

"Julia, your dancing is absolutely fantastic." As their steps slowed, David looked at the captivating beauty in his arms and couldn't help but sigh.

"Hehe, really?" Julia smiled slightly at David's words.

"Of course, you're one of the best dancers I've ever seen among beautiful women," David honestly replied.

"Thank you!"

David's hand on her waist felt warm, and the strong masculine scent emanating from him made her body weak, only able to stand by leaning on David for support. After a while, Julia Roberts couldn't help but say, "David, I want to go back and rest for a bit. Can we dance again later?"

"Okay." David pulled Julia to a chair nearby.

Just as David and Julia were dancing, a beautiful woman in a black evening gown was watching them. If David hadn't been focused on Julia, he would have noticed that Shakira was watching him intently. Shakira released her latest album last year, which sold six million copies worldwide, two million more than in her previous life. Now Shakira is very active in Europe and America, with advertisers and other offers pouring in.

"David, why don't you continue making movies?" Julia asked curiously.

"I don't like having a bunch of reporters everywhere I go; it's very inconvenient," David said.

"What's inconvenient? Are you doing something bad that you're afraid people will find out?"

"What bad things could I do? It's just that having a bunch of reporters following me around like flies is unbearable."

"Hehe!"

Chapter Sixty-Two: Latin Queen's Reverse Takeover (First Update)

"David, with so many beautiful women, don't you want to get to know them?" Julia laughed.

"I have the most charming beauty by my side; why would I need to get to know other beauties?" David said seriously.

"Really?"

"Of course, Julia is definitely one of the most glamorous actresses."

At this time, Julia Roberts hadn't yet won the Oscar for Best Actress; she still had a long way to go before becoming a top star. Julia laughed, "David, you're so good with words."

"It's not that I'm good with words, it's that I'm telling the truth."

"......"

After drinking too much champagne, David told Julia something and went to the bathroom at the villa. There he unexpectedly ran into Shakira. She was wearing a long black dress that tightly hugged her voluptuous body. Her full breasts seemed to reach for the sky, her waist was incredibly slender, and her buttocks were round and pert, the tight dress outlining her curves—sexy and alluring. She was drinking alone, looking like she'd had quite a bit to drink.

"Shakira, all alone here?" David walked up and asked.

"Boss, I also received an invitation," Shakira said, surprised by David's sudden appearance.

"Why aren't you going out? Drinking alone here all by yourself, you've had quite a bit to drink."

"It's pointless!"

"Don't drink anymore, I'll go tell Trans and then take you home." David took Shakira's hand as she picked up her glass.

"Okay, boss."

After using the restroom, David told Trans. He then found Julia and said, "Julia, I need to take someone home to rest. I'll ask you out another day. You might not come!"

"Is she a beauty?" Julia asked with a mischievous smile.

"She's a beauty from my company, do you want to come home with me?"

"I'm still waiting for someone, see you next time."

"Bye!"

It took David twenty minutes to half-support, half-carry Shakira back to her villa. He helped her lie down on the large sofa and then went to the bedroom to find a blanket. It was hot, and it was better for Shakira to sleep on the living room sofa than to drink. After covering Shakira with the blanket, David prepared to leave.

"Don't go!" Shakira suddenly sat up, hugging David tightly. "David, don't go, I want you."

David's heart skipped a beat, and that urge to act rekindled, but remembering Shakira had been drinking, he slowly suppressed it, saying, "Shakira, stop joking, let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?"

"Why? Am I not pretty enough to make your heart flutter? Or are you...not good enough?" Shakira glanced at David with a provocative look.

"Not good enough?" David snorted, then said, "Shakira, are you drunk?"

"Fine, David, I won't stop you from leaving. But if you leave, I'll immediately change into a nightgown and run out to find a man. I'm sure plenty of men will want to sleep with me."

"Shakira, you won't really?"

"I'm serious."

Looking at Shakira's resolute eyes, David was genuinely afraid that this Latin diva would do something reckless. It's just a little bit of fluid spilled out, right? In fact, he's the one who benefits, and it'll just help with digestion before a late-night snack.

David, a normal man, was already burning with lust after Julia Roberts' actions. His gaze gradually intensified, and he began to admire Shakira's alluring curves with a purely masculine look.

Shakira initially managed to look at David calmly, but she quickly felt his gaze like a magic hand, making her feel hot and itchy wherever it touched. Her pretty face immediately flushed, and her fair neck and a large patch of snow-white skin on her chest seemed to be tinged with a rosy glow, adding to her allure.

"Love me!" Shakira slowly leaned into David's arms, whispering almost in his ear.

Her soft, limp body clung to David, burning against his senses.

David was aroused. One hand encircled her slender waist, slowly sliding down to grasp her firm, full buttocks. The thin fabric could not conceal the wonderful touch, warm and incredibly elastic. His other large hand climbed onto Shakira's full breasts, gently kneading her firm breasts through her clothes, teasing them until they became even more erect, filling his palm. David's desire surged instantly, and he lifted Shakira up in one swift motion, striding towards the bedroom.

Shakira's eyes were glazed with desire, her arms wrapped around his neck, emitting indistinct moans.

"Bang!" David kicked the bedroom door open, his temper flaring, and he kicked with almost a hole in the door. After entering, he forcefully threw Shakira onto the bed and slammed the door shut.

"Oh!" Shakira's body was thrown into the air, involuntarily letting out a scream, bouncing high on the bed before landing.

But before she could react, David was already on the bed, pinning her tightly beneath him. Although she was still inexperienced, Shakira knew that the hard, iron-like thing pressing against her lower abdomen was David's thing.

"Shakira—" David's face was flushed red from the combined effects of alcohol and lust. He breathed heavily and bit down on Shakira's nipple, nibbling restlessly.

"Oh!" Stimulated in her sensitive area, Shakira let out a moan like a cat, her hands idly stroking David's back.

David roughly tried to take off Shakira's dress, but since the zipper was in the back, he found it troublesome and simply grabbed the shoulder strap and ripped it in half. He tossed it aside, and it slowly slid off the bed to the floor. With the dress off, all that remained was snow-white skin and a black bra covering two glistening, snow-white breasts.

"So beautiful," David murmured, burying his face in Shakira's chest and kissing her passionately. He used his chin to gently push her bra aside, revealing her two pink nipples.

Shakira, aroused by his actions, involuntarily wrapped her arms around David's neck, arching her back and letting out dreamy moans.

David seized the opportunity to reach behind her, unhooking her bra and tossing it to the foot of the bed. Her two high, firm breasts, now free, trembled, the two pink nipples almost blinding David. He lowered his head, taking one nipple into his mouth while using his other hand to caress the other breast. Shakira, unable to withstand the stimulation, arched her back again, her moans growing louder.

Her firm breasts were smooth and tender, incredibly elastic. Though they constantly deformed under David's hands, they would resolutely return to their original shape the moment he released her.

"David—David, oh..." Shakira groaned unconsciously, clinging tightly to David's head, her eyes hazy with desire. David kissed his way down her chest, past her smooth, satin-like abdomen, and her adorable little navel, before casually lifting her buttocks and pulling down the black thong that matched her bra.

Shakira felt a chill on her buttocks, and her dazed mind realized that David had breached her last line of defense. She opened her alluring eyes and saw David staring intently between her legs. A wave of shyness washed over her, and she quickly straightened up, pulling him back onto her, saying, "Stop looking, take me."

David's desire was also nearing its peak. He pressed down on Shakira, saying, "Shakira, I'm going to fuck you to death."

"Fuck...fuck me!" Because of that crude and direct word, Shakira felt her body about to explode. David was a top expert among women, and with a thrust and a tremor, his penis entered a warm place.

In the bedroom, Shakira let out a heart-wrenching cry, accompanied by the sounds of flesh colliding. Soft moans slowly rose and filled the room...

David slowly thrust into Shakira's tender hole while deeply sucking on her nipple, rolling his tongue over it, sometimes sucking, sometimes biting it lightly. This caused more lustful fluid to gush from the depths of Shakira's tender hole, and her tender flesh gripped David's penis even tighter.

"Ah... David, I'm being fucked to death by your... big cock... Mmm... I feel so good being fucked by your big cock... Oh... My little hole feels so good... Ah... Darling... You're so good at... fucking... Oh... I'm so happy... Ah... You're fucking me so good... Faster... Ah... Fuck me harder... to death..."

As David's huge cannon pounded deep into Shakira's tender hole, David never forgot to rub against her cervix a few times, then suddenly pull out halfway, rub his cock against her opening, and then thrust it in hard again. This made Shakira show an expression that was hard to tell whether it was sweet or painful, but from the lustful fluid flowing from her tender hole, David knew that Shakira was enjoying herself.

“Oh…Shakira, your little pussy…mmm…so tight…ah…it feels so good…ah…so beautiful…oh…so good…”

“Ah…darling…fuck me to death…oh…my pussy is so beautiful…ah…so numb…so good…ah…again…faster…oh…David, your big dick…is so amazing…fuck me hard…oh…it makes Shakira feel so good…ah…yes…faster…oh…I can’t live without…darling, your big dick…ah…make me…so amazing…oh…”

Shakira was fucked by David, causing her to sway her hips more, her full buttocks twisting wildly to meet David’s movements, her warm, wet pussy tightening and loosening as it sucked on David’s huge cannon, and waves of lustful fluid poured out of her pussy, flowing down her buttocks and wetting the table.

"Ah...yes...ah...push harder into my flower...faster...ah...I feel so good...oh...David, your big dick is fucking me so good...oh...I feel so good...oh...again...darling...faster...fuck my pussy harder...ah...yes...like that...ah...David...fuck me so good...ah..."

Shakira's face showed a satisfied, seductive, and alluring expression. She occasionally stuck out her tongue to lick her lips, which were burning with desire. She twisted and swayed her buttocks, tightly gripping David's huge cannon with her wet and tender pussy, slowly savoring the beauty brought by the friction of David's thrusts. Looking at Shakira's slightly furrowed brows and her half-closed, dazed expression, David couldn't help but speed up the speed of his thrusts.

“Ah…ah…Big Brother Big Two…Oh…I’m being fucked to death by your big dick…Oh…Darling…It feels so good…Ah…God…Oh…Oh…Fuck me harder…Ah…Fuck me to death…Oh…I can’t take it anymore…Ah…I’m going to cum…Ah…My little hole can’t…can’t take it…Ah…Ah…”

Soon, Shakira’s body was rapidly heaving and trembling, her eyes tightly closed, her face flushed, and her tender hole was trembling as it sucked on David’s glans. David knew that Shakira had cummed.

The physical stimulation intoxicated Shakira with the pleasure of intercourse. At this moment, she was completely consumed by the sweetness, comfort, and satisfaction of sex. Watching her body tremble slightly, her alluring eyes squinting and shooting out a captivating gaze, her wanton appearance, especially her soft moans beneath David, her snow-white, high, and tender breasts swaying with David's thrusts, further fueled David's burning lust. David didn't give Shakira any time to rest, continuing to fuck her.

“Ah…David…harder…oh…I love your big dick so much…ah…fuck my little cunt…ah…my little cunt is going to feel so good…ah…so tingly…so numb…oh…my good David…your big cock…fuck me hard…oh…fuck me to death…oh…yes…harder…ah…David is fucking my uterus again…ah…it feels so good…ah…”

The seemingly pure and noble Shakira, as if born seductive and wanton, wrapped her legs around David’s waist and back, making her charming little cunt even more prominent and tighter. Her hands also tightly hugged David’s back, her delicate body twisting and her big white buttocks swaying and thrusting.

“Ah…ah…David…oh…it feels so good…oh…I love your big cock so much…ah…you’ve touched my clitoris again…ah…it feels so good…ah…darling…I love you…oh…I love your big cock so much…fuck my little cunt…oh…your big cock feels so good…oh…”

Shakira hugged David tightly with both hands, her buttocks thrusting incessantly, and she would occasionally bite David’s big cock deep into her cunt, grinding her beautiful buttocks and letting the glans rub against her clitoris. Whenever David’s glans touched Shakira’s cervix, Shakira would grip David’s back even more frantically and struggle.

With each friction between David's large penis and the tender flesh inside Shakira's vagina, Shakira's delicate body would twitch, and with each twitch, her vagina would tighten, until the hot, lustful fluid from her vagina gushed out and hit David's glans. Shakira's cervix, like a small mouth, sucked on David's deeply inserted penis, and that warm and tight feeling gave David endless ecstasy. At this moment, she only knew to instinctively raise her beautiful buttocks and thrust her vagina upwards, and upwards again.

“Oh…David…darling…um…I’m going to be fucked to death by you…ah…your big dick is going to fuck Shakira to death…ah…I…ah…I’m so happy…ah…I’m being fucked to death by your big dick…oh…so good…I can’t take it anymore…ah…I’m going to orgasm again…faster…fuck me harder…fuck me to death…ah…I…”

Gradually, Shakira’s voice disappeared. She reached another orgasm. She let go of her limbs and lay weakly on the bed. David also inserted his big dick into her tight, tender hole, enjoying the sensation of Shakira’s tender hole sucking and kissing.

Only when Shakira’s tender hole stopped twitching did David turn Shakira over. David made Shakira kneel on the bed, and Shakira also put her hands on the bed, bent her knees, and raised her plump, white buttocks so that David could see her pink little tender hole from behind her buttocks.

David knelt behind Shakira, gazing at her curvaceous, shapely waist. He gripped his large penis and thrust it into Shakira's wet, swollen vulva. The pale pink, ring-like entrance caved in, the surrounding walls twitching. With the help of her fluids, David easily penetrated her.

"Ah...so good...David, your big cock is fucking me so good...ah...your big cock is so deep...oh...it feels so good...ah...ah...darling...faster...um...oh...fuck my hole harder..."

After about a hundred thrusts, Shakira, lying on the bed in a doggy-style position, swayed her hips wantonly around his massive penis. Her labia, spread wide by his erection, continued to gush with fluids, making a "splat, splat" sound at their point of contact.

“Oh…oh…darling…ah…I’m going to cum again…ah…your big dick…it feels so good…ah…David…you’re so amazing…you’re fucking me so good…ah…let me die on your big dick…David, I want you to fuck me…fuck me to death…oh…darling…ah…”

David’s big dick was thrusting in and out of Shakira’s pussy. His hands went around to the front of Shakira, hugged her tightly, and put his hands into her pubic hair. He pinched Shakira’s clitoris with his index and middle fingers and rubbed it. This made Shakira, who was lying on the table, shake her high buttocks without any restraint.

"Ah...so good...oh...don't stop...oh...David...faster...harder...ah...I'm about to die from pleasure...oh...fuck me harder...um...fuck me to death...oh...harder...David...ah..."

David's fingers slowly rubbed against Shakira's clitoris, while his penis forcefully pounded into Shakira's tight, tender vagina, the glans repeatedly striking Shakira's cervix, causing Shakira to involuntarily shake her buttocks, matching David's thrusting movements.

“Ah…darling…oh…your big dick is so powerful…ah…so good…oh…good brother…yes…harder…David…ah…ah…faster…fuck my…my little cunt feels so good…ah…darling…oh…David…you fuck me so good…I’m going to die…ah…”

David tightly hugged Shakira’s slender waist, pressed his big dick against Shakira’s clitoris, pulled it out to the entrance of her tender hole and then thrust it in hard again, rotating the glans and rubbing it against Shakira’s clitoris, making her turn her head from time to time to give David a charming smile, her plump buttocks also swaying back and forth and side to side to match David’s thrusting.

“Oh…David…I feel so good…ah…you’re fucking my pussy to death…ah…my pussy is going to be ripped apart by

your big dick…ah…it feels so good…oh…so strong…you’re going into my uterus again…oh…my pussy feels so good…ah…” Then David climbed onto Shakira’s back, reached under her armpits and grabbed her trembling breasts, and forcefully, quickly and wildly thrust his big dick into Shakira’s plump pussy, making the bedroom filled with seductive moans and the “sizzling” sound of their genitals rubbing together.

"Ah...darling...oh...David, your big dick...ah...it's hitting my uterus again...ah...you're going to fuck me to death again...oh...I can't take it anymore...ah...David...faster...fuck me harder...ah...fuck me to death...ah...push against my uterus...oh...my little cunt...can't take it anymore...ah...faster...faster...I'm about to come..."

Hearing Shakira's lewd moans, David's blood boiled with excitement, and his dick swelled to its maximum. He thrust into her little cunt even harder, hitting her uterus more and more frequently.

“Ah…yes…yes…right there…ah…it’s killing my little hole…ah…I’m so happy…ah…Qing’er is so happy…oh…David, you’re so good at fucking…ah…you’re fucking me so good…ah…I can’t take it anymore…my cunt is going to cum again…ah…I’m going to orgasm again…darling…ah…harder…let’s orgasm together…oh…”

Half an hour later, the storm finally subsided in the bedroom, but the two naked young bodies were still tightly intertwined, filled with arousing hormones. Their eyes were on each other. Although they weren’t wearing clothes, they had already done *that*, so what was there to be ashamed of?

“Does it hurt?” After a long while, David finally asked a very stupid question.

"If I picked your nose until it bled with my finger, would it hurt?"

"Then why didn't you tell me?"

"Would you stop because I was in pain?"

"At least, I'd be gentler..."

"Every woman only experiences this pain once in her life, and I want to remember it well." Shakira stroked David's cheek with one hand, gave a self-deprecating smile, and said, "I never imagined my first time would be after drinking..."

“Shakira—”

“Don’t comfort me, I’ve already thought it through.” Shakira rolled over, pressing herself against David. “You’ve been on top of me for so long, it’s my turn to be on top of you.” David

held her slender waist. Although he knew Shakira had feelings for him, he didn’t understand why she was in such a hurry. He asked, “Why do you have to do this?”

“To give my first time to the person I love.” Shakira said softly.

“When you get married someday, I will quietly leave and will never bother you again.” Shakira smiled charmingly, her allure captivating. “Now, I am a free woman, I just want to sleep with you, I want to be fucked by you.”

David’s heart skipped a beat, and the anger that had just subsided was starting to rise again. “Ouch!” Shakira exclaimed. “Why are you—I can’t take it today, you’re hurting me so much!” David felt a pang of heartache. The duration of pain after a woman’s first time varies from person to person, but even the fastest pain lasts two or three days, and some can even last a week, leaving a psychological scar and making them fear sex like the plague.

"Don't look at me like that. I'll tell you quietly, it hurt a lot just now, but it felt really good afterwards," Shakira whispered in David's ear.

David felt a surge of pride and asked the question most men care about: "Did you have an orgasm?"

"No."

"You're lying."

"No."

"...Then we'll just have to do it again, so you can really savor it." David flipped over and pinned Shakira down again.

"No!" Shakira jumped in fright. She was a virgin, and couldn't handle a second round. She quickly begged for mercy, "Yes, yes!"

"What?"

Shakira glared at David and sighed, "Are men really that petty?"

David couldn't help but laugh. Men can be very generous sometimes, but in certain aspects, they have to be meticulous—it's a matter of male dignity. But then he realized it was unnecessary. With his yin-yang technique, all of David's women were very satisfied. Even Sophie, Monica, and Zhao Yazhi were completely under his control, often without even the strength to resist.

After a while of sweet nothings, David said, "I should go."

"No need to rush, there's no one here. You can stay the night." David didn't want to leave the warm, fragrant body in his arms so soon, so he nodded.

Shakira's eyes were alluring, and she said in a sweet voice, "How about I call a friend over? She's always wanted a rich man as a mistress, so we can have a threesome?"

David felt a surge of excitement, and his manhood immediately became aroused. Shakira hummed a few times and said, "Sure enough, men are always greedy. They're already eyeing what's in the pot while they're eating what's in their bowl." David

didn't mind sleeping with many beautiful women in his lifetime, but he didn't have the ability to sleep with every beauty in the world. Even the Yellow Emperor couldn't sleep with all the beauties in the world, so David only slept with top-tier beauties. Of course he'd react; it was purely a man's instinct. He thought for a moment and said, "How's work been lately?"

"You're the boss, don't you know? If you hadn't come today, I wouldn't have seen you for a while. I have to do global publicity..."

"Don't worry! I won't let you leave me. You'll be my woman for life. You can't run away even if you want to."

"Dream on! I'm a free man..."

"Then let's relive it..."

"No, you bad guy..."

Chapter Sixty-Three: The Beautiful Queen Charlize (Part Two)

The next morning around nine o'clock, David opened his eyes and saw Shakira's hand on his chest. Shakira had long, flowing hair and a voluptuous figure, wearing only a cotton t-shirt and a thong. David's left hand was also around her neck, grasping her proudly erect breasts, round and full. He gently pulled his hand back, but this startled Shakira awake.

"Why don't you sleep a little longer?" Shakira was clearly still groggy.

"I'll go to the company first. You rest well at home," David said, kissing Shakira's forehead.

"Okay, drive carefully..."

After quickly washing up and leaving Shakira's villa, David felt he had made a mistake last night. He was a wolf in sheep's clothing, so why pretend to be a sheep? If Shakira hadn't taken the initiative, he might have missed out on her first time. However, having tasted Shakira's first time, David was incredibly happy. He even hummed a random song while driving. "So many beautiful women, I'll sleep with them one by one."

Back at the company, David received a glare from Lin Zhiling. He patiently explained, "Baby, something came up last night."

"You must have gone out partying again." Lin Zhiling knew she couldn't satisfy David and didn't mind having a few more girlfriends. But she needed to give David a little warning, otherwise, she couldn't accept just anyone becoming a girlfriend.

"I'll definitely be more careful next time."

"Your promise isn't very reliable."

"Then next time I go out, I'll definitely pay my dues first." "

You're so mean, I'm not talking to you anymore..." After being "developed" by David, Lin Zhiling had become more mature and alluring. Every move she made was captivating. The blazer-style uniform perfectly showcased Lin Zhiling's curvaceous figure to David, her long, slender legs beneath the short skirt exuding allure. Watching Lin Zhiling's departing figure, the swaying of her hips ignited David's desire. Although he wanted an office romance with Lin Zhiling, she refused, leaving David with no choice but to slowly "train" her.

"President! Miss Charlize is here," Ning Shan knocked and entered.

"Please come in!" David felt he was on a lucky streak, with one beautiful woman after another arriving.

Charlize Theron was the mature and alluring type, her white dress making her appear even more elegant and refined. The white dress complemented Charlize's skin perfectly, making her look even more radiant and charming. Combined with her mature allure, Charlize was simply captivating.

A pair of high, full breasts stood proudly beneath the white dress, displaying Charlize's assets. The dress had a low neckline, revealing a glimpse of her snow-white breasts, two small mounds highlighting their size. Beneath the dress, most of her long, slender, and alluring white legs were exposed, the skin on her thighs dazzlingly white. The black high heels paired perfectly with the white dress, adding a touch of mystery compared to the all-white ensemble. Seeing Charlize Theron with her flowing blonde hair

enter, David laughed, "Charlize Theron, it's getting harder and harder to see you."

"It's because you're too busy, David." Charlize Theron and David's relationship had always been quite delicate. They were lovers, yet they'd never slept together. They were friends? They'd embraced, kissed, and were just one step away from taking that final step.

"Who said that? It seems you're busier."

"Really? My mother said you haven't eaten out in a while." Charlize Theron was now famous and had moved away long ago. David and Charlize Theron's mother have a very good relationship.

"I just got back from Asia."

"I already told you, you can go whenever you want."

"Haven't you been getting much pay lately?"

"I have a fair amount, but I haven't decided yet?"

"I'll help you decide tonight."

"It's okay, I'll head back now." Charlize Theron stood up and left.

David watched Charlize Theron leave without trying to stop her, seemingly oblivious to how well they knew each other, their relationship always so intense and unpredictable. Anyone who didn't know better would think they were enemies. Conquering a beautiful queen wasn't easy. Sometimes David even considered just sleeping with Charlize Theron. But he quickly dismissed the idea. If sleeping with a woman could completely conquer her, without any emotional foundation or affection, it would be like listening to a fairy tale…

Transformers, Spider-Man, Pirates of the Caribbean, Twilight… David organized these scripts; these were all super-grossing blockbusters. Any one of these movies could make an unknown director famous, and they were all part of a series. He put the scripts in the safe in order and prepared to go find Lin Chih-ling for lunch. But then he received a call from his bodyguard.

"Boss, the matter wasn't completed!"

Several days had passed, and now he was being told it wasn't done? "Is this what you promised me?" David roared.

"Boss! This wasn't our mistake; your family sent people to mediate."

"My family?" David hesitated, then remembered he was a member of the Carnegie family. "What did they say?"

"Boss, they only asked me to pass on one message to you."

"What is it? Just say it."

"They said you're not mature enough, and your strength is too weak."

"I understand." David hung up the phone. Not mature enough, too weak? What does that mean? He doesn't want to dominate the world, nor does he want to control a country or a sector economically. Could someone be targeting him? He doesn't have any enemies. Could it be that the family heir wants to get rid of him? The more David thought about it, the more it seemed to make sense. Isn't this how TV dramas and movies often portray things? Feuds among the wealthy, chaos within the royal family. Is that possible?

Lin Zhiling being harassed was arranged; that young master from the Mangosteen Gang was just a puppet. The purpose was to let David know that his strength was too weak. As for getting rid of David, David was mistaken. Those heirs weren't even in their league. Besides, David had more bodyguards than the president; getting rid of David was harder than killing the president.

"Should I do this?" David thought for a moment, but couldn't come up with a good solution. After all, these old families were simply too powerful. For example, the Mitsui family in Japan has trillions of yen. Not to mention those few families whose wealth is unfathomable and who treat money like it's nothing.

"David, what are you busy with? Let's go have lunch!" Lin Zhiling came to David's side, but David didn't even notice, he was too engrossed in his thoughts.

"Oh!" David came back to his senses, "I was thinking about something and got carried away. I was going to come find you for lunch."

"Have you decided yet?" Lin Zhiling was used to David being lost in thought, and she liked him like this. Just like how working men are especially attractive to women.

"Not yet!" David said helplessly.

"Then let's go have lunch first! You can think about things after you've eaten."

"Okay! What do you want to eat?"

"Spicy hot pot, boiled fish, kimchi, stir-fried bok choy..." Lin Zhiling said as they walked.

Not to mention that Lin Zhiling is Chinese, now Sophie, Monica, and other foreign women have all been spoiled by David. They eat Chinese food at least three or four days a week. They used to eat bread and steak every day, but that's impossible now.

"We also want to go to Chinatown," David said.

"It's alright! You can rest a bit. Thinking too much can cause gray hair, and you need to replenish your brain after all that." Lin Zhiling said.

"It's just that you're greedy!"

"You're the greedy one! You're the one who always takes us to eat here." Lin Zhiling playfully slapped David on the back.

About twenty minutes later, the two arrived at Zhang Ji Restaurant in Chinatown. Lin Zhiling ordered several dishes with practiced ease. Lin Zhiling and David had been to this place many times, and she and her friends had been there quite often as well. The food at Zhang Ji Restaurant was very authentic, unlike some restaurants that had made many changes to suit foreigners. (After all, they were doing business abroad, so this was in line with their profits. But David only liked the authentic taste, so he basically always ate at Zhang Ji.)

The two were regulars, and the food came quickly. They ate very comfortably. After David finished eating, he started teasing Lin Zhiling, "Zhiling, you always eat out, be careful Gag gets angry."

"Gag isn't that petty, and I always eat dinner at home." Lin Zhiling said without a care.

"Really?"

"Of course! I wonder how filming is going with Sophie and Monica?"

"You miss them?"

"Of course I do, unlike you. You forget the old for the new."

"When have I ever forgotten the old for the new?"

"Someone didn't come home last night?"

"That was an accident. By the way, I'm going to Charlize Theron's for dinner tonight." David suddenly remembered that Charlize Theron had come to the company specifically to remind him today.

"I think if Gag is going to be angry, it'll be at your expense." Lin Zhiling knew about David and Charlize Theron; Charlize would be David's woman sooner or later. They'd known each other for almost four years, and she wondered what they were doing. But Lin Zhiling could see their rivalry; they both wanted to completely conquer each other, both were perfectionists.

"Do you think Gag will be angry with me?" David asked with a smile.

"Do you think Gag will be angry with me?" Lin Zhiling countered.

The two bickered for a while before leaving Zhang's Restaurant and driving back to the company. It wasn't a problem if David didn't go back to the company, but it was troublesome if Lin Zhiling didn't; there were many things to handle. Sometimes David felt that the company could do without him, but not without Lin Chih-ling.

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