American Scandal King

Chapter 218 Domineering
In the room, Ian and Natalie were drinking one cup after another and chatting about irrelevant things.

"Those Victoria's Secret Angels have such great bodies that I'm jealous, but I really can't imitate them. Do you know what they eat every day? That's pure torture!"

Natalie said with a smile, holding the wine glass.

Ian said casually, "Your diet is pretty good, and you have a great figure. I don't like people who are too thin. I feel bones when I touch them. The right amount of fat and thin is just right!"

That's just because I haven't had the chance to get in touch with them yet.

Ian naturally put his hand on Natalie's waist, feeling Natalie Portman's "perfect fat and thinness".

Natalie slapped his hand away lightly.

She looked at Ian with a grin: "That's no reason for you to get started."

Ian simply took a step forward and held her in his arms: "So what is the reason for me to marry Princess Amidala? Wine?"

"I'm not drunk yet." Natalie giggled.

She wasn't drunk, but she acted as if she was.

She pulled Ian's neck and shook her head gently: "You can't get me so easily."

"I don't think so." Ian casually held up her palm-sized face, and her stunning face shone brightly under the light.

He smiled and said, "Where were we talking about?"

"Victoria's Secret Angel." Natalie replied.

So Ian let go of her and sat back down on the sofa.

He crossed his legs and said leisurely, "I remember last year's Victoria's Secret Angels were co-produced with ABC. How about CBS grabbing it?"

Natalie was surprised: "Is your hatred for ABC that big? You've already taken the Oscars and the Super Bowl from them!"

Ian smiled. "It's not about hatred, it's just about interests. A good businessman can cooperate even with his enemies."

"Including Madoff? You have investments in him? Does he know?" Natalie sat down next to Ian and approached with her bright eyes flashing.

Ian shook his head again: "I said I don't want to discuss this topic."

Natalie also knew that haste makes waste, so she changed the subject and said, "Are you really not hostile to Jews? They all say you don't like Jews, and you make me very confused. Do you know that if others knew that I was sitting with you..."

"Then they'll know I truly have no ill will towards Jews," Ian replied. "It's all about profit. Jews control the media, and I work in it. It's all about commercial competition, not ethnicity."

"But you could have cooperated."

"They refused to cooperate. They defamed me and even went to great lengths to harass me. Did you know they even tried to alter the Oscar winners list? That's not the right way to run a business."

Natalie also laughed: "Ian Carr would say the same thing."

Ian smiled. “It sounds like you know a lot about my business operations.”

"Everyone in Hollywood knows about it." Natalie changed the subject naturally.

She stood up and walked to the window, partially opening the curtains.

Then he stood naturally at the window, turned to look at Ian, and smiled at him: "Are you going to just sit there like this? Are you going to give up after one setback?"

Ian chuckled and shook his head, holding his glass. "Of course not, but I don't like doing things with the curtains drawn... Do you know that there are just as many reporters following me as you? Who knows if there are any reporters across the street staring at us... I'm still used to sitting in the shadows, so don't draw the curtains any further, okay?"

Natalie was slightly startled.

After thinking for a moment, she returned to Ian, picked up her bag, and said coldly, "You are a cautious man, Ian, but I don't like this. You make me feel like I'm facing a cold and ruthless businessman instead of a vibrant young man. I don't want to sleep with a man like that. I'm sorry we can't talk about the script anymore."

As she said that, she picked up her bag and walked out.

Ian grabbed her arm.

Natalie looked back at him, a smile on her charming lips: "What?"

Ian slowly stood up.

He loosened his collar, took off his tie, and then unbuttoned his shirt button by button.

Natalie just watched coldly.

Ian said slowly, "I'm a spoiled man. Girls always try every possible means to get into my bed, so most of the time I'm coaxed by them instead of coaxing them. This may explain my coldness just now. But despite this, at least I'm very generous... Every girl who is with me can get what they want."

Natalie raised her brows. "Me too, but unlike you, most of the time those men get nothing... I'm not a nobody, so even without you, it wouldn't be a problem for me to tweak the script a bit."

Ian smiled and took off his shirt, revealing the muscular muscles gained from long-term fitness training. He looked strong and sexy.

He put his arm around Natalie and began to unbutton her loose shirt: "So, will it make you more satisfied if a man like me serves you personally?"

Natalie looked at him.

She made a slight move to stop his aggressive action, but her force was not strong. She just tried to move her body back and keep some distance.

Ian smiled and put his arms around Natalie's waist and began to unbuckle her belt.

He untied Natalie's belt, threw it aside, and then took off Natalie's shirt. "No! No!" Natalie screamed.

Although Natalie Portman is not a pure and innocent girl, she is only 22 years old after all. She is not as indulgent as Lilimartia - the latter is in her thirties, has experienced many things, and only wants big fish!

So this inevitably made her a little panicked.

But this only made Ian more excited.

I like you like this!
Ian grabbed Natalie and pushed her onto the bed, savoring her tenderness.

Natalie yelled, "Let me go!"

Ian paused and chuckled, "Are you sure?"

Natalie suddenly pushed Ian away, hurriedly covered herself with clothes, and shouted at Ian: "You bastard, do you want to rape me?"

Ha, that’s exactly what happened!

I wondered why we had to arrange reporters on the opposite side.

Even if we film a normal sex scene, it won’t affect me.

So you didn't plan to sleep with me, but instead wanted to fabricate a story about attempted rape?
Everyone is good at reporting news.

Ian spread his hands and said, "I'm sorry for the misunderstanding. You can leave now."

what?
Natalie was stunned.

Are you giving up now?

Before coming, Natalie knew Ian's character.

He never tried to please women, which was why those guys designed all this to force Ian to use a little more forceful means.

The fact is that Natalie did feel Ian's will: either do it now, or get out and never see him again!

This man is domineering, overbearing and unreasonable.

This means that the plan can be easily implemented... I'm not quibbling, some men rape because they think they can make the woman surrender with a little force, after all, she didn't fight back desperately.

However, the problem lies here. The other party’s lack of effort is not a reason for you to force your opponent.

Although most women in this situation may just be reluctant for the sake of face, it may turn into rape if not handled properly!
This is what Natalie Portman was waiting for, but she didn't expect Ian to brake.

This is how to do?
Moreover, the curtains were not fully opened, and Ian's movements were blocked by the curtains, so the other side could not take pictures.

If he doesn't take further action, it will be a waste of time.

This stunned her for a moment, and she just stared at Ian in a daze.

Ian chuckled: "Why don't you leave?"

Natalie was a little helpless: "I'm just... I'm just not used to what you did just now... I mean, I don't need your promise, but I need you to at least be more attentive to me."

"That's really asking a lot... I don't usually discuss things like this. There's no need."

"Then why did you stop?"

"Because I never force others. I don't have to."

Fake!

This is not the content they want.

For the first time, Natalie began to doubt her own charm.

He was unwilling to use even the slightest bit of force against me?

This is not like Ian Carr!

Or did what I just said remind him?
Natalie touched the bug in her bag and said helplessly, "Sometimes girls want men to be more assertive."

The recording can be edited, that's all.

Ian smiled too.

He casually opened a flat black wine bottle, poured a full glass of wine and handed it over: "Drink it."

There was an unquestionable look in his eyes.

It can be considered as forced, but unfortunately it was just forced drinking.

Looking at Ian's eyes, Natalie actually felt that she couldn't disobey.

She took the glass and looked at Ian: "What kind of wine?"

Ian smiled. "Black Deer Factory's absinthe tastes good, but it has a strong aftertaste. Don't worry, it's not drugged... Good wine itself is the best aphrodisiac, and a good hotel will definitely provide this aid. If you can't let go of yourself, you can try this. It will make you very proactive... unless you can drink well enough."

(End of this chapter)