Chapter 207: Scheming watch

The party disappeared. Duke left the banquet hall and walked towards a reception room. Sophie Marceau was still waiting there. The distance between the two sides was not far, but he walked very slowly. He wanted to use this time to think carefully. problem.
Although only talked for a few minutes in the banquet hall, Sophie Marceau’s words and small movements were faintly teasing. Even if it was not obvious, it was enough to give people a hint. After all, this is Hollywood, those picks. What it means to tease, Duke knows very well.
This is exactly what he finds strange and wrong.
Since Sophie Marceau famously rejected him in the Los Angeles branch of PricewaterhouseCoopers, in recent months, the two have also met several times, whether in public or private encounters, Sophie? Marceau was very polite to him, obviously keeping a distance, and Duke also thought this was normal, and it was a problem if Martin Bob's customers got close to him.
Now, Sophie Marceau took the initiative to come to the door, almost spreading her legs and shouting "", is this normal?
Although Hollywood hated each other and suddenly looked at each other, I felt like I was looking for a place to behave. Later, there are not no male and female stars who continue to be in the previous state, but Duke never mind looking at the circle in the worst light, especially the women in the circle. Celebrity.
Maybe it was Sophie Marceau who was suddenly surprised by him, and maybe it was because he couldn't receive a suitable play in caa and wanted to follow the direction of the director, or maybe it was the French woman's own turbulent temperament, but just wanted to pursue. stimulate……
This is his own territory, he wants to see what tricks this French woman can play.
And the boldness of the French woman is undoubtedly on Sophie Marceau. Duke just walked into the reception room and greeted her, and her dreamy smile revealed enough temptations.
"I have never forgotten that kiss in Dublin."
She stood there playfully. The figure in a short dress is black and white, and his body is filled with irresistible enthusiasm, "It has made me fascinated for a long time, and nostalgic for a long time..."
Sophie Marceau slowly closed her eyes and lifted her chin slightly. She knew how attractive she was now.
If it is before entering Hollywood. Duke will definitely step forward and kiss the two bright red lips bitterly, but now he is holding back his impulse, because the cruel laws of survival tell him that the most beautiful is sometimes the most deadly.
"I miss you too, Sophie." Duke stepped forward and was about two feet away from Sophie Marceau. "Do you know how charming you are?"
Opening his eyes, Sophie Marceau's mouth turned up. The thoughts in her eyes are fleeting, and there are not many rumors about Duke in the circle. Many people know that this young director likes to hunt and is a famous playboy. With her original ideas, these are often driven by lower body impulses. The young man has no resistance to her...
"There are some things that I don't really want. You should know the pressure that caa puts on its customers." Sophie Marceau immediately thought of the crux. Said calmly, "My agent Martin? Bob prohibits the actors under his banner from getting too close to you. I am just an actress from a non-English speaking area, and there is no way, and I am also married."
Tilting his head, Duke just looked at her.
Sophie Marceau quickly said again, "I'm going to fire Martin Bob and Caa..."
This didn't seem to be false, and then she said very seriously. "I am free. I got divorced a few months ago. I want to pursue a new love."
Her brown eyes were full of emotion, Wuchao didn't seem to be acting in any way.
Reaching out, Duke gently raised her chin. He lowered his head and got closer and closer to the two red lips. Just when he was about to kiss them, Sophie Marceau suddenly put his hands on his chest.
"Duke!"
Looking at the reception room that was completely unmatched with the needs, Sophie Marceau still wanted to do some preparations. The upper body leaned back and pulled the distance from Duke, but the lower body took the initiative to stick to it, gently twisting his hips. , "Shall we change place?"
"Go to my bedroom?" Duke thought for a while and proposed.
The two people clasped their fingers together, as if they were the closest couple, left the reception room and walked up to the second floor, and entered Duke's bedroom.
Just walking into the bedroom, Sophie Marceau said, "I want to take a shower first."
"Why don't we be together." Duke pointed in the direction of the bathroom. Sophie Marceau put down his handbag and leaned in to make a light mark on his lips. "My dear, don't worry? We have a whole night. time."
Seeing Sophie Marceau's figure disappearing and the bathroom door slammed shut, Duke suddenly sighed. With the acting skills shown tonight, even if he does not become a director in the future, he can still be a successful actor. At least this is Nebula Award level.
He seemed impulsive... well, he admitted, he was also impulsive in his heart, but tried to maintain his sense.
Sophie Marceau did give a reasonable explanation, and in Hollywood, even the most outrageous things are normal for men and women, but Duke always felt that something was wrong. He wanted to see what Sophie Marceau wanted to do. .
In the bathroom, Sophie Marceau turned on the shower and let the gurgling sound come out, but she did not stand underneath. Instead, she stripped off her clothes, walked to the mirror on the sink, and pulled out from the lining of the dress. A thin nylon rope was tied to the wrists of both hands with a fairly skilled technique, and a slip knot was tied, and then the two hands that were close together broke freely, and the nylon rope fell deeply into White skin.
The pain immediately spread from the wrist, relax a little, Sophie Marceau repeated this action again, force, relax, and force again, the nylon rope left a deep mark on her white wrist.
Sure that the scar will not disappear in the short term, Sophie Marceau's frowning brows gradually relaxed, rubbed her painful wrist, and calmly untied the nylon rope, put it in the pool in front of him, turned on the faucet, and soaked in the water. After a while, he took it out and threw it into the corner near the bathroom door.
This alone is not enough. Sophie Marceau understands this. Even though the rumor that Duke Rosenberg and Madonna Sikoni played a sm game has been circulating in the circle, she is not Madonna after all. The kind of woman who can cause desire for destruction, she is not sure that Duke Rosenberg will do something similar.
Moreover, in all the rumors, Duke Rosenberg never really touched Madonna...
That should be a man with a bottom line, but Sophie Marceau has already figured out a strategy, she can do some things in advance.
Eyes swept over the bottle placed on the washstand, the shampoo bottle...too thick, facial cleanser...too thick, shampoo...too thick, Gillette razor...too sharp, toothbrush...too thin, Cologne...it seems almost the same.
This is a men's cologne that has never been used in a glass bottle. Sophie Marceau held it in her hand. The uneven glass surface was very frictional when caught in the wet hand. It was not slippery at all. She turned the bottle over and let With the bottom of the bottle facing upward, his eyes fell on the round bottle with the thickness of the baby's arm again, flashing a trace of determination.
Holding the cologne bottle with his right hand, he slowly descended, sliding over the towering chest, flat abdomen, and slender waist, and finally stopped between the white and slender legs.
Sophie Marceau bends down, finds the right place, exerts force with her right hand, pushes the cologne bottle upwards, one, two, three...
At the beginning, her movements were very slow, and her brows were tightly frowned. It must have been uncomfortable, but then she probably got used to it. Her speed got faster and faster, and her strength kept increasing until she saw the beauty in the mirror. His face was distorted due to pain, and it stopped.
Taking out the cologne bottle, Sophie Marceau took a look in front of him, straightened up and stood in front of the washstand, enduring the slight tingling sensation from her lower body, put the bottle in the sink, wiped it with shampoo and cleaned it from the side He took a paper towel, placed it on his hand, and put the cologne bottle back in its place.
Looking at the mirror, Sophie Marceau looked at her white and smooth body again, and she suddenly placed her two hands on the towering chest, pinched a few at the lower part that was not easy to notice, and then picked it up. Shampoo, walked under the shower that has been spraying water, and took a quick shower.
"Honey, are you finished?"
Duke’s voice came from outside, and Sophie Marceau’s voice was a bit sweet, "In a hurry? Ten minutes will be fine!"
Sitting on the sofa outside, listening to the rushing sound from the bathroom, Duke slowly tapped his fingers, his head dizzy due to impulse, gradually calmed down, and began to consider with the worst mentality The next thing.
If Sophie Marceau really has some ulterior motives, what is her most powerful weapon now? She must be beautiful and sexy, and can almost touch the appearance of all normal men...
I don’t know why, Duke suddenly thought of another Frenchman, Roman Polanski fell in front of the female sex, and it is still unclear whether there are other things behind it. In the eyes of the Jewish club in Hollywood, Poland Sky was designed by someone.
Focusing on the cupboard between the door and the bathroom, Duke gradually made up his mind. Although it is a bit immoral to do so, if Sophie Marceau has no other purpose, she can delete it afterwards. If she wants to What you do can be recorded and used as evidence.
In this circle of fighting for fame and fortune, you must protect yourself at all times, and protecting yourself is far more important than harming others.
Duke has always been an activist. He walked to a cupboard behind the bedroom door. Last time Scarlett came to play here, he took the Sony mini dv camera upstairs and placed it here...
Turning on the power, choosing the angle, making some adjustments, and looking for a suitable cover, Duke decided to study Mr. Chen once.
After doing all this, Duke returned to the sofa and sat for a few minutes. The bathroom door rang slightly and was pulled open from the inside. Sophie Marceau, who was wrapped in a bath towel, walked out. (To be continued...)