Ch. 166..170: Fatal Kiss Of The Vampire Chapter 166-170
Chapter 166: She Taste Good
Kylie was sitting on the sofa when Ethan walked over to her and handed her a brown envelope, heavy with documents. She opened the envelope up and took the papers out. As she spread them out on the table, she could see that there were many places that had arrows pointing at them to highlight whatever was written or imply that a signature was needed. With the probing gaze, she seriously stares at the documents before she asks her husband.
“This is from Laurence,” Kylie said as her brow furrowed. “What is he up to? Is this some kind of trick, buried under a tone of legalese?”
“Give it a read,” he replied. “There seems to be a lot of ambiguity. Make some notes as you go through it. Once you’ve gone through it, we can work with Lucas to revise it. Before you start, though, there is one thing…”
Kylie gave him a curious look and said, “… and what might that be?”
Without giving her any warning, he grabbed her wrists and forced her onto her back. “I have done a lot for you recently,” he said. “I think you should give me a reward. Wife, I wanted to have a reward quickly,” he whispered in her ear.
Kylie tried to protest, but before she could say a word to let him know that she didn’t want this, he had his mouth covering hers. She tried to keep her mouth closed, but his tongue was very strong, and he was able to push it past her teeth and into her mouth. Devouring her mouth and seeking for her response.
“Sweetheart, I can’t stand it anymore,”
In the end, he couldn’t care less if she was tired or not. His plan went perfectly, and he could feel she’s turn on.
“Tell me if I should continue or not, you seem not in a good mood today,”
Kylie nodded and kissed him back. He gripped onto her bra, ripping it in half. Her lips molded his as she moaned. He knew what was going to happen, and she knew what was going to happen. He pulled her bottom lip, causing her to run her tongue over his teeth. He couldn’t stop touching her, and her skin was so soft and sexy.
He gently glided his tongue down her throat and chest. Her skin tastes amazing, sweet, yet seductive. He latched his mouth around her nipple, sucking it hard. From the loud moan, he knew she liked this. “Eth-Ethan,” she moaned out. He loved it when she moaned his name. He tugged at the other nipple, causing it to perk up. He could feel his manhood harden under his jeans. He loves what Kylie can do to him.
“Ethan, stop!” She pulled her head away, leveling it with his.
“Did I do something wrong?” He asked, rubbing his manhood on her legs through his jeans.
“No, my chest is too sensitive because my period is coming soon,” She beamed, looking him up and down.
“Honey, I don’t mind doing it,”
He quickly unbuckled his belt, then threw it on the floor.
“Slap me,” she moaned, pulling away from the sensual kiss of breaths of air. She wanted him to hurt her? He nodded, pushing her down onto the table near them so that her sexy ass was facing him. Gulping, he rubbed her ass with his calloused hands. He unleashed his sexual desires, slapping her ass with most of his force. She whimpered, only turning him on more.
He picked her up, ramming her into a wall as their lips met with a burning passion. Her hands tangled in his hair as he held her waist tightly. He licked her tongue, gently sucking on it. Her taste is so pure and sweet, and he can’t get enough of it. He pushed his crotch into hers, slightly denting the wall.
“Didn’t you feel tired having sex with me after a hectic schedule at work? Can we have sex without breaking something?” She joked, claiming his lips once again,
“That’s highly unlikely,” He grunted, carrying her to the living room and throwing her on the couch. She bounced up, grabbing his shirt and pulling him down with her. Her hands gripped his underwear open, discarding it to the ground. He was totally naked in front of her. She moaned as she managed to change their position and pushed him down and crawled on top of him. She was kissing down his throat to his chest, leaving fiery trails down his body. She licked down to his abs, leaving large hickeys to his jean’s waistband.
Her tiny fingers hold his hard member, then gently stroked him. It felt so amazing. He felt her tongue glide across his tip, sending him into a frenzy of pleasure. Her hands cupped his balls, squeezing and running her fingers up his shaft.
“F*ck! Kylie… ahh,” He moaned. She pushed him down her throat, getting further down his hardened member. Eventually, he grabbed the back of her head, moving his hips toward her pretty little mouth.
He looked down at her, capturing her eyes with his. He slid his manhood down her throat, holding it there for a bit. Tears streamed down her face as he choked her with his hard member. She pushed away for air, smiling as her breaths became long. He saw how much spit was in her mouth, but she didn’t swallow.
He grabbed and picked her up, then laid her down. Gently, he sat on her chest, then held the back of her head. He stuck his manhood back into her mouth, slowly and gently. He moaned, then started moving her pretty little throat. She had loads of spit covering her face, but he didn’t care. She’s so sexy, and he couldn’t help but spill. He watched as his hot cum splurged from her mouth as she sucked him.
“Already?” She asked sadly, licking up the rest of his cum off of his hard member.
“Do you really think I just go once?” he replied devilishly. She crawled up and sat on his throbbing boner, gently grinding. He hates taking things this slow. He grabbed a lock from the back of her head and then slammed her lips into his, causing them to moan. Her eyes turned from gorgeous brown to lustful purple. What really turned him on is when she played with his boner from underneath her soaked core.
He sat up, grabbing her ass and pulling her body down. They were both thoroughly turned on, and both came once. That’s going to change. He laid her down and crawled up to her. He was not sparing one inch. He moaned and licked her lips, bringing her back into the toe-curling make out. He pushed his hard member into her wet core, playing with her slit. She was already so wet and moist, yet the smell of pleasure mixed the surroundings, but he cared less; it was hard to resist. She moaned and licked his bottom lip, getting him harder than he thought he could get. He rubbed her clit vigorously against his hard member, causing her to moan and shriek. “Oh, fuck! Don’t stop! Holy fu- shit!”
He slowly kissed down her throat, leaving dark hickeys down her body. He felt her hands brush his hair back, then lock on his jaw. He looked up at her with hungry eyes. She nodded, biting her plump lip and leaning back.
She moaned as he flicked his tongue over her swollen clit.
“Stop teasing!” She screamed. He chuckled.
He held her hips down and fucked her tiny wet core with his tongue. She moaned and gripped his thick hair. He felt her shiver as his finger played with her hard nub. She shrieked loudly as all came loose, and a dense fluid spilled from her wet core. She tastes so good!
Chapter 167: I Am Your Boss
The show had entered its promotional phase, which meant that Laurence was constantly in touch with the Seattle headquarters. He wanted to be involved with every step of the way because he knew that, if they did it right, Khloe would be a superstar in no time.
Kylie’s fans knew about her situation and worried about her when they heard that her name or face wouldn’t be featured in any of the promotional material. Although she had no official support, Kylie was not worried and, whenever the press asked her why she wasn’t worried, she said, “It doesn’t matter who is promoted. No matter how much Khloe is promoted. If she doesn’t perform well, that is what matters in the end. She has daddy spending all this money, but, in the end, it is my performance that will shine, and it won’t have cost me a single penny.”
Whenever the press asked Lucas the same question, he would reply by saying, “Just wait until the premiere. Kylie won’t let you down.”
Hearing their confidence, Kylie’s fans calmed down and began to promote her through their social media. Before long, by word of mouth, her fan base had created such a buzz around Kylie that it overshadowed Khloe’s promotions, and it hadn’t cost Kylie a thing.
In a board meeting, President Finch asked Laurence, David, and their team how Khloe was doing.
“We had her in a corner for a moment,” Laurence replied, “but, like a bop bag, she bounced back stronger than ever. The gods must really be on her side because any other artist would be ruined by now, but Kylie is stronger than ever.”
“We put so much into promoting Khloe,” David added, “but Kylie is still the fan-favorite. It is inconceivable, and yet, there it is. In the end, it will all depend on who puts on the best show. If Khloe is unable to win over the audience, her career will be over. Even if we won’t be able to work with her anymore…”
“I am not worried about that,” Finch said. “Khloe has taken part in reality shows in the past. Kylie, on the other hand, is a novice. I think Khloe has it in the bag, but let’s quit paying to promote her. It doesn’t seem to help her.” Turning to David, he added, “I want you to talk to the cameramen. Whenever possible, I want Khloe to be the focal point. By doing that, we will be manipulating our viewers on a subliminal level; the more they watch, the more sympathetic they will be to her plight. Then, even if she loses, she will be seen as a tragic hero, like Hamlet or Gatsby.”
“That is a great idea,” Laurence said. “I can’t believe I didn’t come up with it myself.”
While they spoke, in the back of his mind, David thought hard on what his role was while he was working for Garcia Entertainment. Although he did not own a lot of shares, he had attained a level of power that not too many employees and. When it came to making decisions, he had a voice, but he wanted it to be clear to everyone that he was indispensable.
***
As Kylie entered studio 13 for the first day of shooting, she wore a smile like a mask. She was excited to be there, and though she knew that there were many people there who wanted to see her fail, she saw no reason why she shouldn’t make friends with those who were professional enough to not be personally involved in who won or lost. All that they cared about was the ratings. Good ratings secured their employment while bad ratings did the exact opposite.
Just behind the studio, there were trailers that doubled as dressing rooms, and Kylie went into the one that bore her name. She was excited to have her own dressing room. Thus, she was surprised and disappointed to find Khloe inside, waiting for her.
They looked at each other over like predators. Kylie was dressed casually and had a ‘Girl Next Door’ look to her. Khloe was wearing a fancy suit. It was obviously way more expensive than Kylie’s, but it did nothing for her. Instead, it made her look cold, cruel, or indifferent.
There were two mirrors in the trailer, and Khloe was set up at the far end, and her makeup artist was doing her eyes. “Don’t forget the sunscreen,” she snapped. “I am allergic to the sun!”
“Your make-up is really thick already,” the artist replied. “It should protect you. If I put anything more on, you will look like a corpse.”
“You don’t know anything,” Khloe snarled. “I am your boss. Shut up and do as I say or I will fire you.”
Kylie did not wear make-up and found it curious about how important it was to some women. Once Khloe was done, they left the trailer together to greet a crowd of reporters. It was always like this on the first day of shooting. Everyone was clapping, shouting, and everyone seemed to be having a jolly old time; everyone except Laurence, who stood behind the reporters with a scowl on his face and his arms crossed over his chest.
Once everything was settled, the press began to ask them questions in an orderly fashion. They would raise their hand, and either Kylie or Khloe would point to them. The first question was for Kylie, and it came from a middle-aged man in a sports jacket. “Kylie,” he said, “you have both been compared to each other a lot lately, to the extent that you almost don’t have individual identities. What do you do about that? It is very obvious, wouldn’t you care to share your opinion?”
Hearing this first question, Laurence’s heart sank. The more comfortable Kylie appeared, the more uncertain he was.
Kylie smiled and said, “I try not to think about it too much. If I paid too much attention to what was being said about me, I would probably go crazy. I just try to do my best and hope that everything goes well.”
The next question was for Khloe: “Miss Khloe Finch, what do you expect from this reality show?”
Chapter 168: Don’t Be Afraid
Khloe smiled like the devil himself and said, “I intend to win today and crush Kylie under my heel like the snake that she is.”
The reporters gasped, but Khloe paid them no attention.
The next question was for Kylie: “You’re Miss Khloe Finch’s sister, aren’t you? And you’re in the same company as well, ya? So, what do you think of her?”
Kylie looked into the cameras and said, “Khloe is a smart girl. She can be selfish and uncooperative at times or mean, but I don’t blame her. It is all because our father, Laurence Finch, raised her… She was close to him in a way that I never was or will be. He never really had any use for me…” Hearing Kylie’s answer, Laurence’s face turned a pale shade of green, and he felt like he might throw up. Suddenly, some of the reporters turned around and began to take pictures of him. He didn’t know what he should do but, instinctively, he knew that running away was the worst thing he could do.
Not knowing what to do, he held his composure until the attention returned to the actresses.
“There is not much more I can say then that,” Kylie continued. “I can’t be compared with Khloe. We are like apples and oranges. She used to work with Director Miller, so she has more experience than I do. I am honored to be here, but I don’t really know what the chances are of winning…”
The crowd could not believe how humble Kylie was, especially in contrast to her sister.
At the end of the interview, Laurence dragged Khloe aside and scolded her in a low voice. “Khloe,” he hissed, “What were you thinking when you compared Kylie to the devil? She is already the fan’s favorite! Do you want them to hate you?”
“I was only speaking the truth,” Khloe replied indifferently. “Try to remember what she did to me. She deserves everything that is coming to her!”
Laurence was purple with anger. Kylie had praised Khloe in front of the camera, which made her look good. Inversely, Khloe’s nonsense had only made the media think that she was selfish and petty. Khloe was his favorite, though, so he had a hard time criticizing her. “In the future,” he told her, “no matter how much you dislike Kylie, don’t break off about her to the media. It makes her look good, and it makes you look bad. Do you understand?”
Khloe nodded that she understood, even though she was not convinced. She had a Facebook Page where fans could connect with her, leave her messages, and chat amongst themselves. She had been on Facebook only an hour early and, when she’d checked her page, she’d seen nothing but positive comments. Her fans said that she was born for acting. Even the most well-known Director Miller, said that her acting was very good.
One thing that Khloe didn’t realize was that Laurence had paid all of these people to say good things about her as a part of his marketing scheme. On the other hand, every positive thing that was said about Kylie came from honest people who truly cared about her.
Along with Kylie and Khloe, there were four other contestants, and, like Kylie and Khloe, they took the stage two at a time. Once everyone was done with the press, the cast and crew retired to the set where the photographs were to be taken. In the end, these photographs would be used for the promotional posters for the show.
On the stage, at their feet, there were six green X’s. These were there to mark where the contestants needed to stand. Pushing Kylie aside, Khloe took the X in the most prominent space. Seeing this, the director frowned. It was not Khloe’s place to decide where to stand. It was her job to stand where he told her to stand. He had intended for Kylie to be front and center, but, considering that Khloe was Laurence’s favorite daughter, he didn’t know how to press the issue without putting his job at risk.
Seeing the director’s dilemma, the host went over to Khloe and asked her, “Who are you, and why did you take center stage without being directed where to stand?”
Khloe scowled and said, “You must know who I am.” Khloe struck a pose and said, “I am Khloe Finch. I am the star of this show!”
The host laughed and said, “The star of the show is the person who wins. Didn’t anyone explain that to you? Or have you never seen a reality game show before?”
Hearing these words, Khloe became very angry, but she held her composure.
“Well,” the host said as he stepped away from Khloe, “I wish you the best of luck.”
Khloe had meant to put herself up as the center of attention but, as she looked around, she realized that no one had joined her on stage, and she suddenly felt very self-conscious. She looked at the director and asked him, “Why aren’t we shooting yet, and why hasn’t anyone joined me on the stage yet?”
The cameraman brought his head out from behind the camera and said, “I’m sorry, but your make-up is too thick. I can’t have your front and center. You look like a corpse. Please step back to the X furthest from the camera.”
“I… I… I…” Khloe stammered as she took four anguished steps backward.
“That’s better,” the cameraman said. “Thank you.”
The cameraman turned to the other three contestants, scrutinizing them each individually until his eyes finally landed on Kylie. She looked innocent and pure, and her casual attire added to her ‘Girl Next Door’ appeal.
As Khloe took her place on the X furthest from the camera, one of the other contestants said to her, “This is my first reality show. I’m very nervous.”
“Don’t be afraid,” Khloe replied. I’ll watch out for you.”
Finally, the cameraman instructed Kylie to take the position closest to the camera and had the other four contestants take the places slightly behind her.
Chapter 169: I Appreciate Your Honesty
Once they were in place, he took a series of group shots, and then it was time to take individual photos.
Khloe went first, and, once she was on stage, she began to pose in ways that were alluring and sexual. The cameraman felt disgusted the way she did her pose. Seeing this, the cameraman turned to his assistant and asked him what Khloe was doing. “Doesn’t she know what this program is all about?” he continued. “These poses would belong more on the cover of a pornographic rag mag than as promotional material for respectful PG-rated reality program. This actress really stupid, is she seducing men inside this room?”
The assistant shrugged. It’s a sign that he doesn’t want to interfere with whatever the artist is doing right now even though he did not like Khloe’s action yet chose to keep quiet.
The director stood up and said, “Khloe, these photos are completely out of line with what we are trying to do. Please step off the sage. Kylie can go next and, while she is posing, pay careful attention to her and try to learn something from her! We need to do this as quickly as possible,” He sounds sarcastic to remind how stupid Khloe is.
Khloe frowned as she staggered off the stage.
As Kylie posed for her first picture, the cast and crew broke into spontaneous applause. She was a natural. Her first pose was that of a lioness, about to leap and attack the camera. Her face was intense and disconcerting, but in a playful way that said, “Don’t worry. This is just a game. You’re not in any real danger.”
“This is a great guest,” the cameraman laughed as Kylie switched from one pose to the other.” Bravo,” he shouted. “Bravo!”
Once he was done with Kylie, he began to talk to his assistant in Russian. Not knowing the language, Khloe assumed that they were praising her, and she puffed her chest out in pride like some idiot bitch bird. If she knew Russian, she would know that it was actually praising Kylie.
Khloe turned to her father and said, “I did so well that the cameraman and his assistant can’t stop talking about me!”
“That’s good,” Laurence replied as he rubbed the top of her head. “I am very proud of you. I will give you one piece of advice though: It is easy to stay focused on the camera when you are doing a photoshoot, but it is even more important to stay focused on the camera as the show is filmed. If you can do this, then the audience will feel a connection to you. Then, even if you lose, you win, because you will have a bigger fan base than ever before, which will guarantee you more work in the future.”
Khloe gave her father a hug and said, “Thank you for your advice. I love you, and I will try to do as you’ve suggested.”
Once Khloe let him go, Laurence went over to where the cameraman and his assistant were chatting away in Russian. “How are my daughters doing today?” he queried in English.
“Kylie surpassed everyone’s expectations,” the director replied, “but I am not sure that Khloe has it in her to get her shit together and strike a proper pose. I’m sorry to have to tell you that, but you are the boss, and I am obliged to tell you the truth.”
“I understand,” Laurence said as his heart sank. “I appreciate your honesty.”
Once the cameraman was satisfied with each of the constants, he handed them over to the director, who split them into two groups. One group consisted of Kylie, Cindy Swift, and a random male actress whose name Kylie did not know. The second team consisted of Khloe, Kem Smith, and a random female actress whose name Khloe did not know.
The first contest would test their intelligence, speed, and ability to work together. Each team would be given nine clues about the history and culture of Hamorna. Among these nine clues, six were false, and three were true. Once it was determined which three were true, they would connect the clues in a straight line across a Sudoku grid. The first team to accomplish the task would be the winner.
The clues were handed to each group in a potato sack and, once the host had counted down from ten to one, they were allowed to look at their clues. The first thing each group did was to separate from the other so that there would be no eavesdropping – and then they dumped the clues on the ground.
Each clue contained a picture of a local landmark and a fact or fallacy about it that could be discerned when they arrived on the scene. In this way, there was also an element of luck to the game. If your team happened to choose the correct locations right away, then they would automatically be the winners.
The clues were difficult, and Khloe found herself sweating like a pig while she worried over them, and her make-up began to drip down her face. From the sidelines, the make-up artist laughed at her and said, “I warned you not to wear so much make-up. Pretty soon, you’re going to look like Wade Wilson, AKA Deadpool, the Merc with a Mouth. You dumb cunt.”
“You’re wrong,” Khloe hissed. “When the audience sees how much I am sweating, they will see how hard I’m working, and I will gain their respect.
“For your sake,” the make-up artist replied, “I hope that you are right.”
The first clue that Khloe’s team chose was an abandoned tower at the edge of town. Its historical importance was in the fact that it was the first building to have been built in this area. By taxi, it took them to the tower in ten minutes, which Khloe thought was a good time until she saw Kylie’s group leaving already. Apparently, they had beaten their group, found the clue, and were off in search of the next one.
Chapter 170: Carry On Without Me
Before Kylie’s group reached the edge of the property that surrounded the tower, Khloe rushed over to Kylie and snatched the clue from her hand and turned to read the answer to the clue. Kylie tried to snatch it back, but Khloe took a step back and shoved it under her shirt and up into her brassiere. She knew that her step-sister would do this kind of dirty trick; in fact, it was not new to her. Khloe does several cunning acts just to get what she wants.
Pissed off, Kylie yelled, “Give us that back,” her voice was full of anger. “You are not playing fair. What will the audience think about you when they see this? What do you think the director will do when he finds out? Are you sure that you want to do this? Don’t you care about your reputation and career?” She mocked her.
“I am sure,” Khloe said, “but I am also curious about how you got here so fast… It is so strange that you act so fast,” She looked at Kylie in disdain.
“We rented a three-person bicycle,” Kylie replied calmly.
Khloe shook her head and walked back in the direction of her group.
Scowling, Cindy demanded to know why Kylie had allowed Khloe to steal their clue.
“What choice did I have,” Kylie explained. “Should I have physically assaulted her? I would be curious to know what you would do in my place, not that it even matters. This clue proved false, so we didn’t need it anyway, so let’s just keep going. We were able to get ahead of Khloe and her team right from the start. If we are quick about it, there is no reason that we can’t get ahead again. Did you understand what I mean?”
She patted Cindy’s shoulder and walked away. She doesn’t want to waste time arguing over a nonsense matter. It is not her attitude too. She always makes sure to play fair and wise.
***
When Khloe’s team arrived at their next destination, Khloe happened to catch her reflection in a window, and she was appalled. As her make-up melted, her face looked less and less like her own and more and more like something out of a horror movie. She wanted to blame someone, but she knew that it was nobody’s fault but her own. She should have listened to her make-up artist. She felt annoyed with the situation.
Khloe turned to the cameraman and said, “Cut me out of these scenes where my make-up is a mess. I don’t want people who will watch this reality show could see my face wearing a faded make-up,”
“I don’t think that I can do it,” the cameraman replied. “There would be too big of a gap in the film. Since your team is working closely with you, I would have to cut them out as well. Half our footage would be in the garbage. Then, when you suddenly appeared in the next scene, the audience wouldn’t know what was going on, and our ratings would go down. I trust that you can understand what I am saying is I’ve explained things to you…” He said out of respect but silently felt annoyed how Khloe demanded him.
“There is a washroom over there,” the cameraman’s assistant said as he pointed to a nearby public building. “Why don’t you go wash your face? We still have enough time to wait for you here.”
“Fine,” Khloe replied, “I’ll go clean up while you run to the mall to purchase some make-up. I need new make-up. I can’t face the camera again without having it,”
“Your idea is impossible,” the assistant replied. “For one thing, I have no idea what kind of make-up I am going to pick up for you. Second of all, executing your idea would take too much time. Just standing here, you are wasting time that could be better used by looking for the next clue!”
“The clues are important,” Khloe replied, “but it is imperative that I look good while we search for them. If you don’t know how to shop for make-up, then we will go together. Regardless of what anyone says, I will not continue with the show until I look good again.”
Khloe turned to her teammates and said, “Carry on without me. Keep your phones on. When I return, I will call you and see where you’re at so that I can meet up with you guys.”
Kem Smith nodded that he understood, and he led their teammate away. As they walked away, Khloe could hear Kem muttering under her breath: “That fucking cunt… She is so vain… and she thinks the world revolves around her, to the extent that she would jeopardize our chance of winning to appease her god damned vanity…Khloe had heard worse, and she let his words go in one ear, and she passed them straight out the other.. Once her team was out of sight, she turned to the cameraman’s assistant and said, “Let’s go. Time and tide wait for no man.”
***
The first thing Khloe did when they got to the mall was washing her face in a washroom sink. She had originally intended to buy a whole new set of make-up. On the way through, she realized that that was a dumb idea. She already had all the make-up she needed at home, and there was no need to purchase duplicates of everything she already had. Instead, she decided to go to the Mac store and have them do her make-up for her, for free.
As she sat in the chair, she said to the cameraman’s assistant, “Watch what she does. Someday, I might call upon you to do my make-up.” The assistant nodded as he looked towards the camera crew that had followed them. “Khloe,” he wondered, “Aren’t you the tad bit worried about what the television audience will think of you when they see you abandoning your team to feed your vanity?”
Kylie laughed and said, “Don’t worry about it. I am above reprisal.”