Billionaire's Personal Pornstar

Marie Khalifa maintained her poised posture, her legs gracefully crossed, and one elbow casually propped on the table. Her unwavering gaze remained affixed to the blaring television screen, displaying monotonous news.

An air of detached composure lingered on her expression as she absentmindedly swirled her martini glass between her fingers.

Her watchful eyes continually flicked to her wristwatch, revealing her growing impatience as the hour hand inched forward at an exasperatingly languid pace.

In a flurry, a slightly flushed, middle-aged man entered the bar, his fingers restlessly scratching the back of his ears as he hurried toward Marie's table.

Relaxing into her chair, Marie's eyebrows knitted into a subtle frown.

"I was beginning to think you'd never arrive, Raymond. I've been waiting for hours."

Raymond took the seat across from her, pausing briefly to pull a slightly soiled handkerchief from his pocket and dab his perspiring forehead.

"I apologize, Marie," he said, revealing a set of crooked teeth. "I got held up at the office. You know how it is – once filming is done, there's always the editing work that demands time."

Marie took a graceful sip from her martini glass.

"Very well, then. What news do you bring? You mentioned you had something for me."

A spark of excitement ignited in Raymond's eyes.

"Absolutely," he leaned forward, his enthusiasm palpable. "That's exactly why I'm running late. The concept the directors have come up with for our next shoot is nothing short of intriguing."

Full of curiosity, Marie leaned in as well.

"Do tell."

Raymond's smile broadened.

"This is going to grab your attention. We're delving into the world of reality porn videos."

Marie's response was measured, as reality porn videos were far from uncommon; they were quite prevalent.

Without missing a beat, Raymond continued, eager to share the news. "But this isn't just another reality video. We're aiming for something bold – a covert operation."

This revelation both intrigued and perplexed Marie. "Why the need for secrecy?"

"We're chasing authenticity and the appearance of spontaneity," Raymond elucidated. "We've handpicked a senior high school as our backdrop. The grand idea is to capture a discreet pornographic video within its walls."

A furrow appeared on Marie's brow. "That's quite audacious."

Raymond shrugged nonchalantly. "You're not the only one to think so. Believe me, I've had my reservations too. But who's paying attention to my opinion? I'm just the film editor. Regardless, the directors came up with a plot involving a porn actress engaging in explicit acts with students, all while masquerading as a schoolteacher. The students won't have a clue they're being filmed by hidden cameras."

Marie retrieved a gold cigarette case from her handbag, elegantly selecting two cigarettes. She handed one to Raymond before placing the other between her glossy lips.

"Xhub could find itself in legal trouble," Marie pondered aloud, producing a matchbox from her bag. She struck a match, allowing the flame to flicker before lighting her cigarette. She extended the matchbox to Raymond. "The school administration would likely be incensed if they discovered we were embroiled in explicit content involving their students."

Raymond exhaled a stream of smoke. "That's a valid concern, but does it really matter? Xhub is a heavyweight in the industry. If the school takes legal action, we can handle the fines. Moreover, Fred had a discussion with the principal."

With a casual flick, Marie brushed away the ashes from her cigarette, her expression tinged with a hint of boredom. "So, Fred's resorting to bribery?"

A sly grin played on Raymond's lips as he exhaled his own plume of smoke. "Indeed, Fred had to dig deep into his pockets. But that's the cost of doing business. The deal is sealed as long as we ensure the students' identities remain concealed."

Marie had heard enough. "So, where do I fit into this equation?"

Leaning in, Raymond's demeanor turned earnest. "Fred wanted me to approach you about this. We meticulously went through our roster of actresses earlier today. Among the numerous performers at our disposal, Fred singled you out."

Marie maintained her composed composure, though a flicker of excitement danced within her.

"Why me?"

"That's exactly what I asked," Raymond's hand traced his face. He returned his cigarette to his lips, inhaling deeply. "We held a meeting, and Fred couldn't stop raving about you. Your intellect, your beauty, your physique – they all fit the bill perfectly. He strongly believes you can breathe life into this project. That's why he chose you."

Marie took a contemplative sip from her glass, allowing the liquid to linger on her palate before swallowing.

A whirlwind of thoughts swirled through her mind, her interest fully captivated by Raymond's proposition.

"And the compensation?"

Raymond leaned back confidently. "A hundred thousand dollars."

Marie's emotions oscillated between a warming thrill and a cooling rationality. Even in her wildest dreams, she hadn't imagined earning such a substantial sum.

Having been in the adult industry for over three years, this was the most lucrative offer she'd encountered.

"That's quite the generous offer."

Raymond's shoulders shrugged nonchalantly. "It's the highest figure Fred can offer. Take it or leave it."

Declining wasn't an option. If she turned it down, there would undoubtedly be another eager performer ready to seize the opportunity without hesitation. This was an unparalleled chance she wasn't about to let slip away.

"But what about potential consequences? What if things go awry?"

With a sly wink, Raymond reassured her.

"Don't trouble yourself with those concerns. Leave it to the management. In the entertainment industry, we chase our goals aggressively and sort out the complications later—remember?"

Just that statement proved enough to sway her decision.

"Alright, I'm on board," Marie nodded.

Stubbing her cigarette in the ashtray, she suppressed the thought that she would soon be involved in intimate encounters with anonymous high school boys, all captured by concealed cameras.