Hollywood starts with an agent

Chapter 695 The Fiery Ivaka
Good evening, may I borrow a light?

In the lounge area outside the banquet hall, Aaron was sitting on the sofa smoking when a blonde woman suddenly came over to ask for a light.

Aaron glanced at her and saw that the blonde woman in front of him was tall, had a hot figure, and was very attractive. She was wearing a white dress and was quite stunning!
“Here you go,” she said, though she didn’t seem very old.

“Thank you, Mr. Anderson,” the woman lit her cigarette.
Aaron nodded. "Oh, you know me?"

"Yes, I've read your report. I'm Ivaka."

“Ivaka!” Aaron glanced at her again. Indeed, she was quite young.

“Today is my birthday, and I’m having a birthday party downstairs, but my father is upstairs,” Ivaca said, shrugging.

"Ha, that's interesting. I didn't expect Donald to have such a beautiful daughter. Are you an adult yet?"

Ivaca glanced at the cigarette in her hand. "I turned 18 last year and am currently studying at Georgetown University in Washington, D.C."

Aaron smiled and said, "Happy birthday!"

So this is a birthday celebration held in a hotel in your own home?
“Thank you. I’m so glad to meet Mr. Anderson here,” Ivaca said with a bright smile.

Aaron stubbed out his cigarette. "Celebrate! I'm leaving!"

Ivaca thought for a moment, "Mr. Anderson, would you like to go for a drink? My birthday party is over. I came to see my father, but she told me to leave first."

"So, can you continue celebrating with me?"

“Oh,” Aaron said, coming to Ivaca’s side, “how do you want to celebrate?”

"How about we go to a bar..."

Ivaca was born into New York's high society and grew up in luxury, while Aaron was born into a working-class neighborhood and naturally didn't know many people like that.
As Aaron Anderson rose to prominence, he had little contact with these kinds of rich second-generation young people and mostly did business with their fathers!
Although Aaron Anderson is not very old now, he has developed a mature personality.

In a club in Midtown Manhattan, Aaron and Ivaka sat on the sofa enjoying fine wine, having a wonderful time!
"The newspapers say that no one has ever achieved what you have, becoming a Hollywood godfather in just ten years."

"That's incredible! It seems you really have been kissed by God?"

Ivaca's eyes sparkled, and her tone revealed a deep interest.

"The godfather of Hollywood? Ha," Aaron couldn't help but laugh. He had gone from being the son of Hollywood to the godfather of Hollywood?

Aaron glanced at her, then put his arm around Ivaka's waist. "God, you're wrong. Even God couldn't achieve what I have."

"Damn it, it's not God!"

“Let’s go dancing,” Ivaca said with a smile, and then pulled Aaron to the dance floor. The dim, flickering lights and the music created a lively atmosphere.

"Oh, you were already a model and walked the runway in high school, and you even did some magazine shoots?"

Aaron had his arm around Ivaka; she did have a nice figure.

Ivaca didn't seem to care much, after all, her parents divorced when she was nine. "Yes, my father said I had to learn to earn my own money!"

Aaron smiled without saying a word, guessing it was her father's own modeling agency, which was to cultivate her independence from a young age;
Moreover, she attended one of the top-ranked high schools in the United States—Jotte Rosemary School, a private boarding school located in Wallingford, Connecticut.

Leaning close to Ivaca's ear, "So, are you still continuing your modeling career?" "With your looks, you're perfectly suited for it!"

“Ha,” Ivaka leaned against Aaron, wrapping her arms around his neck, “It depends on my mood. If there’s a suitable magazine ad, I’ll do a shoot.”

"As for fashion shows, there are far fewer of them."

"What a pity," Aaron kissed the woman on the cheek and reached out to caress her hot, delicate body.

"Mmm," Aaron then kissed the woman, their lips and tongues intertwined, and Ivaka responded passionately!

Overcome with their emotions, the two went straight to the bar's restroom.

"Wow, you have a great figure!"

Inside the restroom stall, Aaron held Ivaka against the wall.

Ivaca was breathing heavily, clinging tightly to the man's neck, her long legs wrapped around his waist. "In the bathroom, this is really exciting!"

"Shh," Aaron covered the other person's lips with his own, having heard a sound from next door; someone was there.

Ivaca suppressed her emotions and could only kiss him more passionately, showing off her fiery side. Aaron reached into the woman's top and freely felt her softness!
Afterwards, Aaron took Ivaka to his duplex apartment by the Hudson River near the High Line Park in West Village to spend the wonderful night.

The next morning, the gray sky over New York indicated it would be another overcast day. Aaron woke up in bed with the sexy and hot Ivaca in his arms. "Hmm, you should be going back to school by now, right?"

“Well, let’s go home first, then return to Washington, D.C. There’s no rush today,” the blonde, blue-eyed Ivaca leaned over the man and kissed him, seemingly not worried about going home or back to school.

"I see," Aaron said, stroking his hot, sexy body. "How was last night?"

Ivaca looked up and smiled. "That's wonderful, but it's a pity you have too many girlfriends!"

"Heh," Aaron's lips curled up, "that just proves how charming I am, don't you think?"

“Yes,” Ivaca nodded, stroking little Aaron, “who could refuse Aaron Anderson’s kindness? But we’ll meet again, won’t we?”

“Well, if you want, you can,” Aaron said, kneading the woman’s breasts. “I’m just a little busy!”

“Then I’ll call you next time I come back,” Ivaka said, pressing against the man’s chest. “Or, when you go to Washington, D.C., you can just come to Georgetown University to find me.”

"Ha, Washington, D.C." Aaron couldn't help but laugh. "I really will have to go there next, after all, it's the U.S. presidential election."

“That would be great. Remember to call me when you get to Washington,” Ivaca whispered into Aaron’s ear.

“Georgetown University,” Aaron sighed, “If I had known, I should have gone to a university to study. What a pity!”

"What's a pity? Is it that you missed out on all those sexy and hot girls in college?"

Ivaca couldn't help but laugh. "If you wanted to, would you even need to go to university?"

There are quite a few universities in Los Angeles, including the University of Southern California, UCLA, and California State University, Los Angeles!
“Darling,” Aaron reached out and stroked Ivaka’s long golden hair.

Ivaka rolled her eyes, then burrowed into the blankets, allowing Aaron to comfortably enjoy the woman's services!
(End of this chapter)