414 Winter-break [3]
"Shit, all that planning for nothing."
The fact that Raven was here had torn down his entire plan.
Despite the opportunity presented—the chaos he could ensue, he couldn't let Raven trace it back to him.
While the probability was probably zero, it would be a pain for Raven to track down the current persona he took.
It was already a pain with the Moriarty moniker.
So much for the opportunity.
For that reason, Brandon fled the scene.
But of course, it wasn't over.
***
"Ahnn~"
"Nmh~"
Contrary to Brandon's speculations, Rian Velante wasn't in the private lounge at all.
"Nmmh~!"
He was inside the men's restroom, along with an up–and–coming celebrity, who was just starting to make a name for herself.
"Ahh....! You taste so sweet."
"Haang~!"
It was a woman who caught Rian's attention. She was beautiful, and her body was to his taste.
Promising to offer her a big–role in his next movie, the woman agreed with no hesitation.
Of course, it wasn't for free.
But if all she needed was to offer her body to climb the ladder, then it was a small price to pay.
Moreover, Rian Velante was attractive. She was a huge fan of his. So the deal was more in her favor than he thought.
"Ahnn~!"
Finally, after locking into a long passionate kiss, Rian Velante pulled away, a line of saliva linked their lips together.
***
"This party is kinda stuffy. Do you want to book a hotel with me, Miss Rose?"
"A hotel...."
Rose pondered for a bit. It was obvious what Rian Velante was aiming for.
But if it meant she could score a few more points with him, then she didn't see why not.
The initial agreement was a big–role, but if she could negotiate for a main–role instead, then it would boost her career significantly.
After all, there were talks within the media community about Rian Velante's next film.
Crime and Prejudice. There were several A–tier actors in the film as well. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
That meant, Rose would have several opportunities to interact with them, expanding her connections.
Truly, this party was a gold mine.
Rose had only been invited to the party because of a minor role in Rian Velante's previous film. But in the first place, she had only landed that acting gig thanks to the agency she had recently signed with.
VN Entertainment.
In any case, she wasn't well-known yet, but she had made enough of an impression to receive the invitation.
It was her chance to rub elbows with the elites of Holy Britannia's entertainment industry. That's why she had accepted the invitation eagerly, even though she barely knew anyone at the party.
Rian's attention was a stroke of luck.
She knew the rumors about him, about how he could make or break a career with a single word. She'd seen it happen before—actresses like her who played their cards right, becoming household names practically overnight.
And tonight, it seemed like she was the one catching his eye.
"Okay, should we leave now?"
Rian flashed her that charming smile of his, the one that made him famous. "Of course. Let's not waste time here."
They both discreetly made their way toward the exit filled with other celebrities, none of whom paid them much attention.
Rose had told Rian that she came here with a bodyguard. However, she had managed to slip past him, telling him she needed to use the bathroom.
"Ahnmm~! Please, enough! Put it in~!"
Rian's teasing was skillful. Rose was going crazy!
Rian pulled back, unbuttoning his pants. Rose could see his bulge from his underwear, causing her to swallow deeply.
They had already done the deed an hour ago. But Rose, still excited, craved for more!
But at that moment, Rose's excitement quickly shot down.
She wasn't sure if she was seeing things. Her vision was quite fuzzy from the intoxicating fragrant in the room.
"Miss Rose? What's wrong?"
"Ah, it's nothing. Just—"
Spurt!
All of a sudden, before Rose was able to process the situation, a red hue oozed from Rian. Rose's vision was filled with red.
"Akh!"
Rian, with widened eyes, turned around, blood seeping from his mouth.
There, a figure adorning a mask stood behind him.
The sensation took a while to process, but the moment it did, an indescribable pain boiled within him.
***
It was funny.
Rian Velante was practically an open target.
Brandon had followed the car with his motorcycle. They were heading for a hotel, and it was fairly obvious what they were about to do.
Funny.
Too funny.
The two were probably drunk.
They hadn't noticed he was in the room the entire time, blending with the darkness.
Brandon allowed the situation to escalate for a bit, waiting to see if this Wraith cultist would notice his presence.
To his disappointment, he hadn't.
Seeing him about to put his shaft inside the woman, Brandon quickly took action.
Spurt!
His gaze met with Rian's as he stabbed him in the back.
"Boo."
Brandon tightened his grip, intensifying the weapon thrusted inside Rian before his figure dropped.
"Aaaah!"
The woman screamed. Rian's blood smeared all over her bare figure.
Brandon stared at her indifferently.
Rian was most probably manipulating her.
According to his research, Rian engaged in several relationships every week.
This woman was probably just one of them, and Rian would disappear once the sun was up.
She was innocent, but most probably, the crime would lead back to her.
Would this event traumatize her?
Most probably.
But that wasn't his problem anyway.
In any case, Brandon shook his head and tossed the woman's dress towards her.
The woman pulled the dress close, her expressions terrified.
Brandon placed a finger on his lip, indicating for her to keep quiet.
"Get out of here."
He muttered.