Hollywood Art: System of sunnys

-He must have some business to attend to, it's normal for him to always have business meetings everywhere, it's been that way in Italy, and now, I'm not surprised. - commented Monica, sipping wine, while whispering to Winona, who was asking what he was doing.

-Uhhhh a businessman, those are generous ones. - Linda Evangelista laughed, followed by all the women at the table.

-This one seems Protestant. - Monica laughed. -He prefers that I earn the money, but he is generous with his payments, I don't complain, the salary as an actress is good, but it can't give me everything I want, a nice country house in Italy, my vineyard and something for the city, the catwalks are becoming more frequent every day. -

-I believe time solves everything, my last marriage was a disaster, Gerald, he was what we call a wolf in sheep's clothing, it was torture the last years, and even the money he bragged so much about was just a can of oil, which he was not willing to give to his wife, but to his girlfriends. - commented Linda.

-How are you still with him? - asked Lateita.

-Now I'm dating a better man, only he's more of an artist. - Linda commented.

-I think men ruin fashion when they own the agencies... Did you see Gucci's new winter collection? - asked Winona, the collection had somber colors that were much loved by the raven-haired woman, who had a clear fashion agenda.

The Hollywood angel wore a white button-up shirt, and without adding anything, her lush body was perfect for black and white photos, the smallest of all at the table.

-Billy's coming this way. - Monica commented.

***

If Hollywood actors' parties were a total frenzy, models' parties were the null of rules, every rule was voted out the window, in a secluded mansion in New York, numerous people danced up and down, without stopping, the lights off, you could see some people copulating in the hallway, apart in the darkness and a thin veil.

Monica kissed Billy furiously, both were busy on a small sofa, she could feel her whispering unintelligible things in Italian, Billy was drunk, trying to keep calm and serene, and without setting a time, Monica was intense. Now he remembered the words she needed love to foster their relationship and love had to be created by sharing love, passion, and intimacy.

-I want us to dance a little! - Monica commented.

Winona was dancing on top of two women, a beautiful raven-haired Shallow Harlaw, kissing Amber Vallete, while Winona was trapped between the two, it was an erotic image, Monica just took her to the rhythm of the music, the only different thing was that both were a distant shield, in the way of seeing, the men were certainly intimidated by what happened. And they left the small space, Monica laughed and pressed her body against Billy.

-Would you like to see me kiss them? - Monica asked with a laugh. -To love and kiss them-

-Just do it, you don't have to ask me, on the other hand, you know who I am and my way of being, Monica. - Billy commented.

Monica felt like rolling her eyes, but the fugitive desire for alcohol needed an escape, and a man, the feeling of loving, forgotten, the value of someone who understood her way of being. Monica was beautiful and very difficult, men fled from her with simplicity, and few approached her, since she is a model, some preferred long-term relationships, since her breakup with Nicole Farran, due to deception, she had detachment from any man.

-You know, I surrender to you. - Monica commented. -As long as we continue the rules, why should there be any problem? -

The rules spoken of were simplicity, always sincerity, above all else, honesty, as a key pillar... followed by communication there must be approval on both, the greatest commitment that must exist is that inscribed between both. Something that was doubted, but did not seem contrary, Billy nodded, taking her cheek.

-I have an apartment in Manhattan, and we need some time together. - Billy commented.

She nodded and whispered something in his ear, Billy nodded.

***

Raimon was feeling a bit discontented about everything that had happened... his role as an actor in Star Wars was brief, with quick scenes, but being a Gungan already held great promise. Even though he had no lines, being part of such a project could be considered enough for Raimon, who had always treated Star Wars with the respect it deserved. They did everything they needed to do—a great project, excellent facilities, and a unique agreement to represent all possible scenarios.

From his computer, he began typing notes from one of his many private accounts. The green lines illuminated his face as he posted in various forums about the potential rumors surrounding the new Star Wars movie. He used several surprises, but among the many was the date or possible release date.

DARVADER,71: The new Star Wars movie is set to premiere in June 1996. It is considered one of the year's major films, and according to my sources, the director who helmed the entire series is the famous Steven Spielberg, along with George Lucas. It can be regarded as the best film of the upcoming summer. However, what surprises me the most is that the expansion of the Star Wars universe began immediately with the publication of books and comics. We have stories from the Old Republic and many other abilities; we may have a new television series.

I hope to receive responses about at least four more series.

…

That message was copied across various forums in a Herculean task, from movie forums to geek culture... he even sent news to accounts that had radio shows. Why was he doing this? Success; the movie needed to succeed to continue with the many projects planned for the series.

-What are you doing? – Rachel asked.

-Working. – Raimon replied suspiciously from his seat. The weeks without Rachel had been a true relief; her recent trip to Asia had just ended, and now she was monitoring every move Raimon made, a skill acquired from her time with Anne.

-You’re on forums again. – Rachel commented.

-I’m arranging meetings with radio stations to promote the new Star Wars movie, and I plan to launch a marketing campaign with the new comics and the Star Wars film... if we can bring all the Star Wars fans under the tent, we’ll cover the break-even point by the first weekend. – Raimon explained.

-Let’s do that; let me see the report you wrote. – Rachel suggested.

Raimon sighed internally; now his little white lie had expanded, and he had more work.

-Hahaha, I don’t have it... but I have the delivery orders and the messages. – Raimon said. – I’ll send it to your email. –

He quickly made a list of all the comics and purchases he desired, along with the key people he had in mind to assist, websites, and a small poster that he modified... for his newly invented proposal. The proposal was undoubtedly something he discussed with Billy, involving selling giant caricatured barrels in cinemas for the purchase of the Star Wars comic saga, priced at $128, along with a movie ticket.

-This is what I have in mind for now. – Raimon commented.

He faced Rachel's accusing eyes.

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