For greedy people, you must suppress them imdiately, or they will beco insatiable. The Spears couple were never satisfied, especially when the IT bubble burst, the regret of not selling Cisco’s stock in ti tornted them for a long ti, otherwise, they wouldn’t promote their second daughter so vigorously.
At the sa ti, they’ve gained quite a bit from Britney, even though Adrian had originally stated that Britney must cut ties with them, realistically that’s impossible as she is always their daughter, and they haven’t shown much disregard for money at all costs. So as long as the Spears couple don’t overstep, Adrian turns a blind eye, and indeed they are quite cautious; even if their deanor over Jamie’s issue was unseemly, they mostly believed they wouldn’t benefit if left to Adrian, thus he talks with them.
Of course, their appetite still needs to be curtailed; he’s not in a hurry anyway, as he said before, if Jamie weren’t Britney’s sister, it’s hard to say how interested he would really be, so using it to curb the Spears isn’t a bad idea.
But although the matter was settled, Adrian wasn’t in a rush to savor Jamie, the Spears couple kept her by their side for a long ti and with Britney as an example before her, it’s hard to say if they haven’t instilled sothing in her. Adrian didn’t want to create unnecessary trouble, although it’s unlikely for the Spears to dig their own grave, his power has also grown much stronger compared to five or six years ago. But it’s never wrong to be cautious, plus with Britney watching over Jamie, Adrian had seen her a few tis, and the young girl was quite obedient, so there was no need to hurry.
Besides, while he couldn’t taste this one yet, another one was already within reach.
"Hi, Cliff, are you on duty today?" Adrian greeted the doorman as he entered the fashionably decorated bar.
"Hello, Mr. Cowell, is there anything I can do for you?" the black doorman asked with a broad smile.
"Nothing much, just looking around." Adrian chuckled, patting the hand of his female companion holding his arm and gave him a knowing look.
The other looked surprised for a mont, but imdiately understood, a wry smile flashed across his face then vanished, gesturing "Please, sir."
"He seed to have figured sothing out." Entering the bar, adjusting her hat to make herself less conspicuous and holding onto Adrian’s arm more tightly, Tyler giggled and said.
"Because I told him," Adrian explained, "You shouldn’t tell the manager but definitely should inform the doorn, they all have sharp eyes, don’t think you can hide the fact that you’re underage for drinking in public just because you’re wearing a hat and are tall enough, Tyler, so being honest can actually get him to help cover it up."
"Alright, alright." Tyler pouted, not taking it to heart, and turned to look around the interior, "So this is New York’s best bar? Looks no different than an ordinary restaurant."
The decor is elaborate, with warm lighting, which despite being slightly dim doesn’t give a gloomy feeling, on the stage at the front, a well-dressed man was playing the piano and singing a lively little tune.
"The best bar ans, no mbers, no entry, so you can relax, rest, and talk about anything with your intimate company without worrying about interruptions." Adrian explained, realizing she wasn’t really listening, "Okay, then what do you think a bar should be like? In your mind, Tyler."
"Hmm... at least people should be wildly dancing in the dance floor, or... beautiful girls in scanty outfits hanging onto poles dancing." Tyler shrugged and blurted out randomly.
"You’re talking about a regular nightclub and strip club, and those are not places you can go to now." Adrian rolled his eyes.
"This place isn’t where I can be either," Tyler grinned mischievously, "So why don’t we go sowhere else, Ed?"
Her eyes sparkled with excitent, obviously, the more forbidden the thing, the more she wanted to try.
Unfortunately, Adrian wasn’t going to indulge her, "No way, Tyler, I promised to show you New York’s best bar, didn’t say I’d take you to a nightclub or strip club, if you’re not satisfied, I can just take you back."
eting Tyler in New York was both an accident and not an accident; after the Grammy Awards, Adrian continued his previous activities, like attending important Jewish-organized gatherings and asking his uncle to introduce him to more people, in such a case, he naturally ca to New York. Plus, since the major TV networks’ headquarters are in New York, Adrian couldn’t avoid coming over, and coincidentally Tyler was participating in an ABC program, that’s how they t.
At a previous party, the two didn’t talk much, and since both had free ti now, they chatted again, and Tyler again asked Adrian to write her a song.
"Just like ’The Climb’, you don’t have to write the whole thing, just a lody will do, and I’ll fill in the rest myself." Her eyes lit up as she said it, truly fond of the song.
Adrian didn’t expect it; since soone wouldn’t appear now and Selena didn’t need it either, after giving Tyler the lody and part of the lyrics for ’The Climb’, she actually managed to supplent to that standard, retaining the original flavor while adding so new style, making the inspirational tone of the entire song heavier without the breathless ending. Although this was completed with the help of producers, sound engineers, and others, Tyler’s talent played quite a role, so Adrian managed to help her get a Best Single nomination.
Adrian didn’t agree to her request, as his main focus in music this year was planning Christina’s new album, and composing one or two great songs for Avril—damn Vini after their fourso threatened him in front of Britney and Christina that if he didn’t take her seriously again, she’d go lesbian.
Then, Adrian pinned her down on the bed and gave her a good lesson, not because of the lesbian declaration, which he was actually in favor of; after all, when Vini and Britney are lying on the bed and kissing each other, it’s quite a sight to behold. The reason for doing that was she dared threaten him in front of his little pet! Absolutely intolerable, in order to uphold his authority, Vini had to suffer a bit.
However, despite the rebuke, he still had to consider what needed consideration, so Adrian really didn’t have much ti to find songs for Tyler, his main focus was still not on music.
Luckily, Tyler didn’t insist, simply changed the subject and asked Adrian to show her New York’s best bar, as she ca to New York alone, without her parents around, and as for her agent, just a quick call would suffice. Given this, Adrian didn’t refuse and brought her to a quiet mber-only bar in the Upper East Side, leading to the scenes above.
"Do you need anything?" After Adrian and Tyler sat at the bar, a bartender in a red vest walked over with a warm smile.
"Do you have any sparkling wine?" Tyler asked before Adrian could speak.
"Sorry, you’re asking for..." The bartender paused, apparently not understanding right away.
Just as Tyler was about to speak again, Adrian tugged her clothes slightly underneath and interjected, "Get the lady a Bailey’s, and I’ll have a Martini."
"Alright, sir." The bartender nodded and went to the bartender, and the restrained Tyler quickly asked, "What did you an just now?"
"Even if you’re ordering sparkling wine, you should use the word champagne." Adrian sighed.
"Champagne is sparkling wine, but sparkling wine isn’t champagne." Tyler pouted.
"Of course, of course, the problem is, only a newbie would ask sothing like that." Adrian smirked slightly.
"I never really..." Tyler paused, unhappy and about to retort, but quickly thought of sothing and closed her mouth, turning her head away in frustration.
Keep in mind that it was under his escort that she entered, and if it was caught that she’s under the legal drinking age, although only a small hassle, it’s still a hassle, isn’t it? So playing the part was necessary. It’s just that Tyler clearly didn’t want to lose face in front of Adrian, and being teased upon being caught at a loophole didn’t make her happy, thankfully, the bartender brought over their orders at this mont.
"Hmm... Wow, this taste... isn’t bad!" After trying a sip of Bailey’s, the girl’s face crumpled, looking as ugly as one could be, but soon relaxed, smiling broadly as she praised.
Adrian couldn’t help covering his forehead and shook his head, while the bartender noticed sothing but said nothing, smiled and then walked away.
"I like this flavor, a little... spicy, but not too strong, just right." Unbothered, Tyler sipped again, sticking her tongue out as she said.
"Of course, Bailey’s is very suitable for won," Adrian explained, "Generally, Bailey’s is made by blending pure Irish cream and fine whiskey with various natural flavors, then different bartenders have different thods for mixing it, the ones here excel at..."
"Tell more, tell more!" Deeply interested, Tyler urged, the glow of excitent in her eyes couldn’t be suppressed.
The two started chatting about drinks, slowly savoring their beverages, and soon their glasses were empty.
"Another drink!" Tyler imdiately called the bartender, her face flushed red from the alcohol, looking particularly shy and charming.
"Slow down, Tyler, don’t get drunk," Adrian, who also ordered a whiskey with ice, said.
"Don’t worry, don’t worry, I know my limits," Tyler’s eyes turned into crescents as she reached out to pat Adrian’s shoulder. "Even if I get drunk, you’ll carry back, won’t you?"
Seeing his displeased expression, she quickly anded, "Okay, okay, I promise I won’t drink too much."
Though she said this, she didn’t take it to heart at all. While Adrian went to ask the stage pianist to change the song, in just a few seconds, her glass was empty again, and his whiskey had significantly decreased, plus the bartender handed her a gin tonic.
"I wanted to try it after hearing you talk about gin tonic," Tyler said playfully, still showing an indifferent attitude. "But pure whiskey is really hard to swallow, I took one sip and felt like throwing up."
"One sip?" Adrian held up his glass, which was at least a third less than when he left.
"Oh, don’t be stingy," Tyler waved her hand broadly, then pushed her gin tonic towards him. "Okay, I’ll give you this as compensation, and have them make another one."
"Tyler!" Adrian leaned in seriously, "Drinking too many different kinds of alcohol can also get you drunk. I promised to bring you here to see, but not to get you drunk."
"But I’m not drunk," Tyler frowned, then leaned back and squinted at him, "What are you trying to do?"
"What do you think?" Adrian gave a small snort, then felt a slight thrill. Tyler, so close and full of youthful vibrance, was alluring and tempting, though it wasn’t the best ti yet, but...
Tyler bit her lip, eyeing him with curiosity, a bit of anticipation and resistance: "You... wouldn’t be thinking about kissing , right? If you dare, I’ll accuse you of harass... hmm?!"
Before she finished, Adrian reached out to cup her face and kissed her deeply on her luscious lips.
"How does it feel, you little tease," Adrian said in a slightly flippant yet not unpleasant tone now that it had co to this.
Tyler stared at him, her eyes seemingly covered with a layer of mist, coupled with the blush on her cheeks, making her look extrely enticing. Regardless of the public setting, she mimicked and held Adrian’s face, initiating a kiss.
With a smack, they finally separated. Tyler’s chest was heaving, and after staring at Adrian for a mont, she giggled and said, "This feeling is... really nice... much more exciting than drinking... Let’s do it again, shall we?"
"Don’t tell this was your first kiss," Adrian touched his lips, showing a surprised expression.
"Of course, I’ve been following your arrangents for learning and preparing my chief album over the last three years, where’s the ti for dating?" Tyler complained, but her expression quickly turned joyful, "Okay, you damned playboy, let’s do it again."
The slight sll of alcohol wafted by, emboldening the already daring young girl due to the effects of the alcohol, directly puckering her lips for a kiss towards Adrian.
"Well, actually we can do more," Adrian said with a light laugh, his hand sliding over her cheek.
...
"So you’re saying... we really did it last night?" Tyler, waking up in the morning, finally cald down after a brief scream, pulling the quilt up to her chest as she looked unhappily at Adrian, lounging casually against the headboard.
"Of course, and you were very happy about it," Adrian teased.
"Oh, damn," Tyler exclaid, hugging her head in annoyance, "That was my first ti and I gave it to a man old enough to be my father... that’s really..."
In the midst of hugging her head, the quilt slipped from her chest, revealing a glimpse of spring. Tyler had to quickly grab it back, her expression even more frustrated. However, despite her frustration, she didn’t think it was a major issue.
"It’s really disappointing, after just one night, you say such things about ." Adrian sighed, "You change so quickly, those sweet moans are still echoing."
"What qualifies you, playboy, to say anything about !" Tyler retorted unceremoniously, then recalled sothing with curiosity, "I heard the first ti usually hurts a lot, why don’t I feel anything now?"
"That’s because I’m skilled," Adrian bragged.
Tyler gave him a glare, jumped out of bed clutching the quilt, then took a breath of cool air: "Hmm, it’s still a bit sore, but it’s manageable."
"Your back and butt are completely exposed," Adrian continued teasing while she held the quilt but faced away, naturally letting the back reveal.
The young girl glared at him and decisively tossed the quilt back, quickly picked up her lingerie from the floor, and swiftly put it on, occasionally accompanied by the cool air intake due to large movents of her legs, sounding quite adorable.
"Alright, the first ti will happen sooner or later, a playboy isn’t too bad, at least he’s quite charming," she grumbled while getting dressed, then paused while putting on her pants, "Ha, maybe I should write a song to commorate losing my virginity, oh—"
If Tyler had turned around at this mont, she’d definitely see Adrian watching her, his mouth twitching slightly. But she didn’t, just kept talking about how she was going to write the song until her pants were fully on.
"Have you seen enough, playboy?" The girl said with a hum as she turned around; she was indeed good at adjusting her mindset, "What are you thinking?"
Tyler laughed cheekily and knelt on the bed, looking at him with a proud gaze, "Thinking about how you’ll ask out next ti?"
"No," Adrian shook his head, "I’m thinking about how to completely, utterly possess you. I’m a man with a strong desire for control."
"Oh?" Tyler’s eyes widened, seemingly intrigued, "Then how are you going to completely, utterly possess ?"
"I’ll start with your family, I’ll... find problems with your parents, figure out ways to bankrupt them and incarcerate them, force you to please and make deals with . If you refuse, I’ll ruin you. What I can’t have, I won’t let anyone else have." Adrian said with a very serious tone.
"Wow..." the young girl said with her mouth agape, nodding slowly, "Am I really that important?"
Then she clenched her fists and pulled down in excitent, "This is... so cool!" (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to give your recomndations and monthly votes on Qidian (qidian). Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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