System in Hollywood

Mia couldn't believe how fast the night had passed. She woke up to the scent of delicious food wafting through the air. Wayne, the stud she had met the previous day, had thoughtfully ordered takeout for her, knowing she'd be hungry after their marathon play session.

She devoured her meal, her eyes never leaving Wayne's muscular physique. His body was a testament to his dedication to physical fitness, and Mia couldn't help but appreciate the view. After eating, she dragged Wayne back to the bedroom for another round of hard sex.

This time, Mia took the lead. She pushed Wayne onto his back and straddled him, her wet pussy grinding against his hard dick. Wayne groaned in pleasure as Mia rode him, her breasts bouncing in his face. He reached up and squeezed her nipples, eliciting a moan from Mia's lips.

Mia leaned forward and whispered in Wayne's ear, "I want to try something new." Wayne raised an eyebrow in question, but Mia didn't give him a chance to respond. She flipped over onto her back and pulled Wayne on top of her.

Wayne entered her easily, his dick sliding into her wet pussy with ease. Mia wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him deeper inside her. Wayne started thrusting in and out of her, his hips moving in a steady rhythm.

Mia reached down and started playing with her clit, her fingers moving in time with Wayne's thrusts. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to orgasm, but she wanted to prolong the pleasure.

"Stop," she whispered to Wayne. He slowed down, his dick still buried inside her. Mia sat up and pushed him onto his back. She straddled him again, her pussy hovering just above his dick.

"69?" she asked, and Wayne nodded eagerly. Mia lowered herself onto his face, his tongue immediately finding her clit. She moaned in pleasure as she took his dick in her mouth, sucking and licking it with enthusiasm.

Mia could feel Wayne's tongue working its magic on her clit, and she could tell he was getting close to cumming. She sucked harder on his dick, her fingers playing with his balls. Wayne's fingers dug into her ass as he came, his load filling Mia's mouth.

Mia swallowed every drop, savoring the taste of his cum. She could feel her own orgasm building, and she ground her pussy against Wayne's face, his tongue still working its magic.

She came with a loud moan, her pussy convulsing around Wayne's tongue. Wayne licked her clean, his tongue exploring every inch of her pussy. Mia collapsed onto his chest, her body spent from the intense orgasm.

Wayne wrapped his arms around her and held her close, his dick still semi-hard inside her. Mia could feel herself drifting off to sleep, the exhaustion from the past two days finally catching up to her.

The next morning, Mia couldn't get out of bed. Her body was sore from the intense sex the night before, and she couldn't bring herself to move. Wayne had no choice but to drive to the office on his own, leaving Mia alone in the apartment.

Mia lay in bed, her mind replaying the events of the past two days. She couldn't believe how wild and adventurous she had been, and she couldn't believe how much she had enjoyed it. 

Wayne had no choice but to drive to the office on his own.

Compared to usual, Hemera Films was bustling with activity.

Not just the main cast, but even Mike had brought over all his clients.

After all, this comedy had plenty of dialogue, with many characters having speaking roles, so as long as someone fit the age range, there was no worry about finding a part for them.

"Oh right, Wayne, let me introduce you to someone. This is my new client, Megan Fox. She won the Miss America Model Contest last year."

After some small talk, Mike suddenly pulled over a girl from his group of clients. She looked a bit young but was already incredibly stunning in terms of her figure, and he introduced her to Wayne.

"It was just a model contest in South Carolina," Megan explained quietly, then introduced herself to Wayne. "Hello, Mr. Anderson. I'm Megan Fox. You can call me Megan."

Wayne gave the beautiful girl in front of him a careful look. Despite her composed appearance, he could still sense her nerves, and he couldn't help but show a trace of surprise in his eyes.

He hadn't expected to meet "America's Sexiest Woman" at this moment, nor did he think that she, at the start of her career, would be a client of Mike, a fairly unremarkable agent.

Based on his memories from his previous life, it was clear that Megan would eventually fire Mike and hire a more powerful agent; otherwise, she'd never land the female lead in a blockbuster like *Transformers*.

It was probably just a matter of a year or two at most.

In Hollywood, artists switching agents was no big deal, but it was a shame for Mike. He had finally come across a client with such potential, yet he couldn't hold on due to his lack of influence.

Thinking about this, Wayne glanced sympathetically at Mike, making the latter instinctively touch his receding hairline, feeling inexplicably uneasy.

"Nice to meet you, Megan. I'm Wayne. You can call me that," Wayne said with a smile. His charming smile, as radiant as Apollo himself, made Megan's heart skip a beat. Even Natalie Portman, who was chatting with her agent not far away, was momentarily dazed by his smile.

"That's great, Wayne! Mike mentioned I got the chance for this audition thanks to your help. Can I treat you to a meal to show my appreciation?" Megan asked excitedly.

The women around, who had also been dazzled by Wayne's smile, snapped back to reality. Their expressions stiffened, and in their minds, they cursed at Megan.

"This b****! She's so young, yet already so calculating and bold!"

Then again, she had come from the modeling world, even winning a state-level contest, so she likely had plenty of experience in this area.

"Of course!" Wayne agreed with a smile.

He had spent years in the entertainment industry in his previous life, and now that he was in Hollywood in a parallel world, there was no reason to hold back.

On the other side, Natalie, who had also recovered from her momentary daze, didn't bother hiding her curiosity and asked the person next to her, "Who's that guy?"

"That's Wayne Anderson, the lead actor in this film. He's also the new owner of Hemera Films and brought in the funding for this project," her agent answered truthfully.

These details weren't exactly secrets, and a little digging would easily reveal them.

Natalie's expression showed her surprise. If Wayne were just the lead actor, it wouldn't be that impressive—after all, Hollywood had plenty of actors starring in million-dollar budget films. But a production company owner, especially one who could secure millions in funding, was something entirely different.

Even if it was a small company, the status of a production company owner far outweighed that of an actor at the same level.

"He specifically chose me to play the female lead?" Natalie asked.

"That's right. Wayne was very impressed with your performances in your previous films," her agent explained.

Natalie nodded, flashing a sweet smile. She was definitely intrigued by Wayne now.

But her charm wasn't the only one in play.

Not far away, Jessica Alba, sitting on a couch with her agent, had straightened up without realizing it. Her big eyes were fixed on Wayne, and she subconsciously swallowed. 

She was a straightforward woman, and seeing that Wayne was even more handsome than Leonardo DiCaprio, she didn't need much more to be swayed.

Even without considering Wayne's other titles, his looks and physique alone were enough to win her over.

If you added in his identity and status, she'd be more than happy to keep him around long-term.

"That's the new owner of this company, Wayne Anderson?" Jessica asked her agent.

"That's him, and I didn't expect him to be this handsome!" her agent replied, a woman in her 40s who couldn't help but get excited too.

Unbeknownst to them, Wayne had also noticed their heated gazes, thanks to his heightened senses from genetic enhancements. He, too, was feeling excited.

After all, this was Jessica Alba!

To have both Jessica Alba and Megan Fox in the same film, along with Natalie Portman at the peak of her beauty and a young Kristen Stewart—it was a feast for the eyes!

The most exciting part? The first three women clearly had a thing for him!

Having A-list celebrities interested in him was enough to make anyone's heart race.

"Being handsome and rich really does let you do whatever you want!" Wayne thought to himself.

After exchanging numbers with Megan, Sarah, one of the production team members, approached with a man in his 40s, Natalie Portman, and her agent.

"Wayne, this is the director I invited, Steve Posey."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Posey. I've seen your films, and they're fantastic!" Wayne said politely, even though he hadn't actually seen any of Steve Posey's work.

"This is Natalie Portman, though I'm sure she doesn't need an introduction. And this is her agent."

After some pleasantries, the group headed to the meeting room, which had been converted into an audition space, and the day's auditions began.

Since the script wasn't finished, Wayne had to rely on his memory of similar films from his previous life to guide Steve through the plot and set up improvised scenes for the actors.

Overall, the auditions went smoothly.

The only issue was Natalie Portman. She had requested more screen time for her character, which Wayne, through Sarah, politely declined. Not giving up, she then asked to swap roles with Jessica Alba, playing the protagonist's friend, Lori.

Though Lori was technically the second lead, her screen time wasn't much less than the lead, and unlike the ditzy, pretty lead, Lori's role required more acting chops.

It seemed Natalie wanted to try her hand at comedy, which could benefit her career down the line.

Wayne didn't mind this change.

After all, Jessica was better suited to the ditzy, pretty-girl role, though her fame at the time wasn't as big as Natalie's, which was why she had originally been cast as the second lead.

But with Natalie taking over, her character would definitely get more attention.

Natalie even suggested adding a bit of romance to her character—someone who was a close friend of the male lead but secretly in love with him. She imagined the character silently pining for him while watching him end up with someone else, yet still smiling and standing by his side.

Wayne couldn't help but admire Natalie's ambition.

"I'm sorry, but I'll need to discuss this with the writer and director before giving you an answer," Wayne said, pretending to consider it before responding sincerely.

"That's fine. It's just a suggestion," Natalie said, still smiling sweetly, undeterred by the refusal. Then, shifting gears, she invited Wayne to lunch: "Wayne, would you like to join me for lunch?"

"Of course! It would be my pleasure," Wayne agreed without hesitation. However, he was a bit disappointed to find that lunch really was just lunch.

Whether it was because of the paparazzi outside or something else, Wayne couldn't quite figure out Natalie's motives.

On the other hand, Jessica Alba was much more straightforward.

She invited him out for drinks that evening.

(End of Chapter)