Chapter 827: Chapter 233: So-Called Conquest
All along, Adrian had prided himself on being a playboy; regardless of why women disrobed before him, he would show a certain amount of respect, even if just superficially. Natalie was the only time he’d ever lost his composure. But this trip to East Asia has brought about some change in him. In the past, even if he drank a little too much, he wouldn’t use coercive means to keep Han Ga In; a phone call would suffice if he truly wanted to play with her. Samsung would naturally assist, just like they did with Song Hye-kyo and others before, and now Ha Ji-won and Han Chae Young. As mentioned before, they eagerly anticipated him to play with a few Korean women.
But Adrian chose a rather extreme, or more accurately, reckless approach. While it was very gratifying, especially watching her struggle beneath him, it was somewhat inappropriate—not to Han Ga In, but to himself. Admittedly, everyone has a dark, violent side that accumulates over time, and must vent. Yet, he had always managed to control it well, often coaxing women into playing games with bigger scale, so there was no need to treat Han Ga In this way, let alone with the wrong timing and setting.
If it hadn’t been for the accidental encounter at Kim Tae Hee’s house, and even more accidentally, forcing himself on her under the influence of alcohol, what do you think Samsung would do? In other words, if the same situation developed in the future, what do you think Samsung would do? Even if the recording wouldn’t cause much actual harm to his power, it could at least tarnish his reputation. Plus, his plans were nearing their final stages, any hiccup would be tremendously troublesome and not worth the cost.
Because of the journey thus far? This thought popped into Adrian’s mind. Fine, if you put it that way, you could say so. Think about the various actions they took to accommodate him. Plus, in the mainland and Hong Kong, he was somewhat restrained, having to act for some people. The time in Taiwan was also rather short, and combined with the last visit to South Korea, when he arrived here, he naturally perceived his actions as quite reasonable.
After all, they are merely objects to be toyed with, no need to worry too much. Since such a thought emerged, coupled with prior habits and the influence of alcohol, everything unfolded naturally.
Alright, naturally. Adrian shook his head with a hint of amusement. Many things are unavoidable, but having such an experience is enough. In the future, this kind of... forced conquest? Yes, that’s the term, is better left short. Not only due to concern over Samsung’s countermeasure, but also concerning the matter of rules.
In Hollywood, what’s emphasized between men and women is mutual consent. You may pursue, entice, allure, or negotiate, but if a woman expresses her refusal very clearly and decisively, then force cannot be used to hold her. Of course, not everyone abides by such rules, but those with true identity and status have chosen to acquiesce.
The higher your status, the more flexible the rules become, the more benefits gained by adhering to and maintaining the rules. It’s worth knowing, no matter how detailed rules or laws are formulated, they are interpreted by people, so there are always loopholes to exploit. This is why lawyers are as abundant as cattle in the United States. The same matter yields different results when done by people of different statuses.
For instance, if a pregnant woman undergoes fetal examinations, if it’s an ordinary doctor or nurse performing the comprehensive check, despite knowing the specifics and having corresponding professional abilities, limited by hospital regulations, they can only tell the pregnant woman good or bad without offering advice, even if the pregnant woman actively asks. But if replaced with a nationally renowned doctor with status and wealth, there is no need to worry; they may even take the initiative to tell the pregnant woman what’s best.
So-called legal system, is using rules to confine ordinary people while allowing those with identity from higher society to flourish, securing more benefits. Although saying this might seem exaggerated, it is an undeniable fact.
All in all, as a member at the top of the pyramid, Adrian naturally has to adhere to and maintain rules. What to do when encountering rules against oneself? Establish a rule in favor to counteract it! Destroying rules is the most foolish approach, unless one possesses the strength to overpower an entire class or even the world, breaking rules will only make oneself the enemy of the entire class.
Of course, not all acts of breaking rules will lead to such consequences, crucially depending on the impact. But some things are just like this; once opened a small gap and experienced the convenience that comes with it, one would unknowingly broaden it step by step. Adrian manages to be where he is today, always maintaining a rational attitude has played a crucial role. Yet even so, it’s impossible to ensure it lasts forever—don’t forget that loss of composure—hence such gaps must never be opened casually.
As aforementioned, his base is in Los Angeles, not East Asia. Knowing what he’s doing, knowing what he can do, is the key to success. Therefore, it’s better to find someone responsible for the Great China region and East Asia; occasionally visiting for fun would suffice, ideally bringing them back to the United States.
Thinking of this, Adrian couldn’t help but laugh. Indeed, though conquering a woman through bed skills isn’t impossible, it’s rare, for all people have thoughts, even a masochistic woman like Rachel wasn’t conquered by merely bed skills. But he happened to meet just one—yes, Kim Tae Hee. After taking her in, he called her to Los Angeles several times. Initially, there was no change, later she became extremely infatuated with sex, nearly meeting Adrian’s various requests to 200%.
Also, Korean women, despite being from high-income families, are just slightly better in this regard. Then she encountered such changes, the impact is imaginable, especially in a foreign country away from home. Intense insecurity made her seek stimulation on the bed to anesthetize herself.
Could Han Ga In also be like this? Even if it’s just for fun, she swiftly switches roles. If so, Ha Ji-won and Han Chae Young can also be considered. Ha Ji-won’s unwillingness makes one desire conquest; Han Chae Young’s long legs aren’t bad either, wearing Korean version school uniform beneath him moaning is memorable. Adrian stroked his chin, suddenly noticing Ivanka glancing at him, then shaking her head continuing to organize the papers in hand.
He paused momentarily, then laughed. Just now thinking about restraint, immediately considering how to continue playing with them, it seems his attitude needs adjusting.
Adrian subsequently appreciated Ivanka with a glance, worthy of being trained by Charlize. Though she’s always half a cut below her, she is nonetheless an excellent secretary and... his woman, truly remarkable.
With such a notion, Adrian’s journey to Japan wasn’t wrought with chaos. His primary aim was to observe the filming of "Memoirs of a Geisha." Although this novel faced opposition in Japan—its prototype Iwazaki Mineko published a memoir "Iwazaki Mineko: Memoirs of a Geisha" two to three years ago—movie filming hasn’t stirred much undercurrent.
The crew had been instructed beforehand, thus arrived quietly, carried out ample communication with Japanese sides; with key roles being mainly Japanese actors, even as some Japanese scholars expressed skepticism about the U.S. making a geisha movie, it didn’t spread widely, Iwazaki Mineko herself stayed somewhat silent.
Thus, the filming went relatively smoothly; by the time Adrian arrived, they were almost preparing to return to the United States.
"Ah, what a pity." Seeing the goldfish about to be caught leap from the paper net, squatting on the ground eyeing it yearningly, Yukie couldn’t help but exclaim.
"Don’t worry, don’t worry," Adrian said indifferently, changing to another paper net, carefully scooping again.
This time he chose a goldfish less plump compared to the earlier one, plus trying dozens of times, gained somewhat experience, and luck favored him this time; at last, he scooped it into the box.
"Congratulations." The little-mustached goldfish stall keeper beamed, wrapping the goldfish in a plastic bag, handing it over to Adrian, bowing, and speaking in fragmented English. This Western man was generous and played many times, earning several times the usual money this night, naturally pleased.
"Do you like it?" Strolling through the night market street, watching Yukie admiring and fondling the goldfish in the bag, Adrian asked.
"Of course," Yukie smiled sweetly, her eyes curved, "Ed caught it for me personally, didn’t he?"
She wore a purple kimono, hair tied behind elegantly, exuding a bit of the Yamato nadeshiko aura, with sweetness, attachment, excitement making her appear particularly fresh and lovely.
Bang! The sky began to abandon its splendid fireworks, coloring the Japanese-flavored night market more vividly; Yukie clung tighter to Adrian’s arm. Okinawa hosts many events all year round; these few days saw sports competitions and cultural activities with slightly cooler yet stable temperatures, perfect for outings.
Thus, they walked arm in arm through a predominantly Japanese street, gazing at fireworks blooming in the dark sky, with faint warmth and happiness akin to a snapshot.
Despite coming to Japan, Adrian immediately invited Fukada Kyoko, Fujiwara Norika, and Matsushima Nanako over for a quadruple date—Nanako, who had been messed with twice before, was particularly eager this time, even suggesting they play at her house when Sorimachi Takashi wasn’t around. It seems she’s realized she can’t escape, or maybe she’s completely broken down, but that doesn’t stop Adrian from fully enjoying his time with her.
After this, Adrian spent most of his time in Japan with Yukie, going out and about and even visiting her hometown, Okinawa. Although Yukie is quite famous in Japan now, she’s not the iconic drama Queen from previous years, so she’s not exactly a household name, allowing Adrian to walk with her leisurely on the streets without worrying about being recognized. It wouldn’t be so easy with someone else.
It was a rare chance for a private two-person world, coinciding with competitions and cultural activities in Okinawa, making their time quite enjoyable. Despite Yukie being as gentle and compliant as ever, Adrian knows she genuinely likes it.
"Ed..." Yukie whispered, cuddling up to Adrian after a passionate time back at the hotel, kissing his chest.
"Hmm?" Adrian asked, caressing her hair.
"Can I... serve you forever?" Yukie asked nervously, her head turned away as she leaned on his shoulder, masking her facial expression, yet her hands tightly gripped a corner of the bedspread.
"Of course," Adrian laughed and gently brought her face in front of him, "You’re mine, inside and out, Yukie, forever mine, understand?"
Yukie blinked at him and then smiled genuinely, "I understand."
She then kissed Adrian again, beginning to move her hips, longing for another round. See, isn’t this wonderful? Conquest isn’t limited to the physical; while it’s satisfying to see a woman reluctantly pleasing you, the taste of one offering her soul is undoubtedly better.
This is what I love and am best at. As he felt the sensation from Yukie riding on his body, Adrian contentedly thought.
"In short, you need to know what they like and want, then act accordingly—that’s the key," Adrian muttered to himself while occupied, then suddenly, a splash of water hit his face accompanied by a child’s excited babbling.
Pfft! After the water rolled off his face, Adrian spat out the water that entered his mouth, took a deep breath, and glared ferociously at the little one in the kiddie tub babbling away, "How many times have I told you, Papa..."
Before finishing, the mischievous little one splashed more water onto his face from the kiddie tub.
"Looks like..." Adrian pretended to shake with anger, "I need to teach you a lesson, or you’d think Daddy is easy to bully!"
Saying this, he picked up his naked little daughter from the tub and, without caring about getting his clothes wet, placed her on his lap, spanking her lightly. Unfortunately, although he raised his hand high, the force was light on the little one’s bottom, so Patricia paid no mind, turning her head to look around, occasionally uttering some indistinct sounds, and then laughing and waving her arms upon discovering something.
"You little rascal." Adrian sighed, knowing he couldn’t bring himself to spank her again.
"Wow, Daddy hasn’t finished washing Papa yet." An exaggerated voice came from the bathroom door, a little head poked out, followed by more, each one curious, looking at their wet daddy holding his hand up hovering over whether to hit or not.
"What’s up, want to help, Lily?" Adrian asked grumpily.
At the door, Lily clapped her hands and giggled, "Daddy’s angry, Daddy’s angry, yay!"
Looking as if she discovered a new continent, the accompanying Deva and Juliet just stuck out their tongues and made faces since they’re already over four years old. Meanwhile, Mary and Eleanor followed their sister’s lead, clapping and laughing. Rolling his eyes, Adrian promptly picked Patricia up, glaring at her with a more "menacing" look.
However, before he could speak, the little one’s mouth curled, making a whining sound as if about to cry. Adrian was powerless against this move and had to put her back into the kiddie tub.
"Let’s go, let’s go, Daddy still hasn’t figured out Papa." Lily called out from outside the bathroom, leading her sisters away quickly.
Listening to the fading footsteps, Adrian shook his head, then looked at Patricia splashing happily in the kiddie tub again, sighing. Is this self-created trouble?
After ending his trip to Japan, Adrian finally returned to his base, but it was already the end of the month, missing Thanksgiving. This was a big deal, since every Thanksgiving, he invited his daughters along with their mothers over, and the little ones have gotten used to these gatherings. Missing it suddenly this time made them quite unhappy.
Especially Lily, who frankly lectured her dad when she spoke to Adrian from Japan.
"We’ve all looked forward to Thanksgiving, how could you disappoint us?" Lily grumbled back then.
Alright, under such circumstances, when Adrian returned to Los Angeles, he had them all over again. Even if Thanksgiving had passed, it didn’t matter, as such gatherings happened often before; Thanksgiving just held a special meaning.
However, this was not enough compensation, so Adrian took on the task of taking care of the little ones, like bathing Patricia. Actually, it wasn’t a big deal; Adrian personally cared for his daughters often before, even with nearly twenty nannies looking after them, he’s changed each one’s diapers, and that’s how their father-daughter bond grew.
Take Papa for example; when she was just born, she was quite resistant to him. Others could hold her, but as soon as she entered daddy’s arms, she’d start wailing. Now, it’s much better; at least she no longer resists daddy, generously offers her smiles, and can vaguely call daddy. However, if Adrian shows any displeasure, she’ll immediately change her face as if crying and seek mom or other aunties, just like earlier. Sometimes, Adrian wonders if the little one is deliberately trying to trouble him.
Besides this, he also needs to prevent Mary from swallowing inappropriate things she finds fit to put in her mouth, stop Eleanor from destroying things unrecognizably once she gets her hands on them, play games with Deva and Juliet, and appease Lily, who competes for attention with her siblings.
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