boxer to hollywood

After finishing her phone call, Ivanka returned to the small living room. Tiffany was whispering to Link, but quickly sat back and hid her face behind a Vogue magazine when Ivanka entered, only her sparkling eyes peeking out to observe the surroundings.

Ivanka didn't bother asking what they were talking about. She glanced at her watch and asked Link if he wanted to go for a walk. The Woolworth Building wasn't far from Broadway, and there were many fun places to explore at night.

Link was browsing a movie magazine and wasn't interested in shopping, but when Tiffany heard about the outing, she jumped up and shouted, "Let's go!" She leaned close to him and whispered that if he wanted to win Ivanka over, this was the perfect opportunity, and he shouldn't miss it.

Link shook his head. Ivanka was a great woman, but also a complicated one. He didn't want to invest too much emotion in her before understanding her thoughts.

But a walk around the neighborhood after dinner sounded like a good idea.

The Woolworth Building was located on 47th Street and 8th Avenue in Midtown, less than a kilometer away from the World Trade Center and just one stop from Wall Street. It was near Broadway, City Hall Park, Hudson River Park, and the police station.

At night, the neon lights on the surrounding streets lit up, music blared, and the sidewalks were crowded with people. Many chose this time to come to crowded places to experience the charm of this sleepless city.

Link had previously admired the Manhattan nightscape from the 200-meter-high terrace of his apartment. From the crowded downtown area to the bustling heart of Manhattan, from the lively Broadway district to the quiet banks of the Hudson River, the twinkling lights of countless homes formed patches of light, deep and shallow, like a satellite cloud map.

Walking on the streets now was like entering the map, seeing the clusters of colorful lights with his own eyes.

Which perspective was more beautiful? No one could say for sure. But only those living in high-rise buildings could enjoy both views and double the pleasure.

"What are you thinking about?"

On 52nd Street, Ivanka walked beside him. Seeing him staring at the lights in silence, his eyes deep and distant, his handsome face appearing enigmatic under the neon lights, she couldn't help but ask.

Link came back to his senses and turned to look at her. Ivanka had changed into a red knee-length dress for the evening, her blonde hair draped over her shoulders. Sapphire earrings dangled, shimmering against her fair skin, and a different fragrance emanated from her than during the day.

She seemed even more beautiful at night.

"Can I hold your hand?"

Link extended his hand and said, "According to our agreement, in public, we should act more intimate, let others know we are a couple. You said that."

Ivanka's eyes swept over his face, and she let out a soft snort before placing her pale hand in his.

Link gently squeezed her fingers. They were neither fat nor thin, soft and smooth. Even though it wasn't the first time he held her hand, the feeling was still wonderful.

"You're hurting me!"

Ivanka gave him a look.

Link apologized and stopped squeezing her hand. He smiled and said, "Do you know what the American Dream is?"

Ivanka blinked her blue-gray eyes and didn't answer. He continued, "In the eyes of others, the American Dream is about the poor becoming rich, orphans from slums getting into Harvard, children of immigrants becoming political stars, and ordinary girls becoming Hollywood celebrities.

But for me, my American Dream is walking down Broadway with you, looking at the charming Manhattan nightscape, with the even more charming you by my side. It feels like a dream, so I need to hold your hand to make sure it's not a dream."

"Are you sure now?"

"Yes, women in dreams don't cry out in pain, and they don't smell as good as you do."

Link touched the tip of his nose and laughed.

Ivaka said, "A lot of people who become violently rich or suddenly successful have an unreal trance afterwards that leads them to be demoralized and playful, unlike you, you deserve everything you have right now and don't need to be in a trance."

"And that includes taking your hand?"

"Of course not, holding your hand is the reward I deserve for my recent hard work, not yours."

Ivaka said as she backhanded him.

Link chuckled lightly, the woman was funny, always teasing him when he wasn't looking, much better than Duchene Colossus, who would only shake her ample hips at his heels.

"Yes, you have worked very hard this time and your accomplishments have been remarkable, would you like me to reward you more, how about a passionate kiss for example?"

Link smiled as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

Ewaka tilted her head to look at his bright and sparkling eyes, and faintly said, "When I came out, I brought a tube of the new anti-wolf spray, I don't know how effective it is, do you want to help me try?"

Link smiled helplessly and let go of her soft waist.

"Sometimes I really don't understand you, say you don't like me, but you treat me like a lover, considerate and tolerant, but say you like me, you often reject me outside of a thousand miles, cold and hot, far and near, do you women like to use this trick to deal with boys?"

Ivaka voice light said: "when you are blaming others, why not try to find the problem in their own body, women and men with men, the most need is a sense of security, they will use all kinds of ways to recognize in love with each other, will not be harmed, will not be abandoned, they invested in the love and time will not be wasted.

When they meet a good man, recognizing that the other party is the person they want, they will put down the temptation to love him with all their might.

When they meet a scum, even though they love him, in order to protect themselves from being hurt and abandoned, they will become cautious, little by little to test, like touching the fire with their hands, far and near, will this not be a trick, but a means of self-protection for girls?"

Link froze for a moment, wanted to refute, suddenly remembered that not only Ewaka this way to himself, Taylor in the past, is it possible that Taylor broke up with himself, also because he was too womanizing, out of self-protection, and would break up decisively, without leaving a little bit of room for manoeuvre?

However, when dating Taylor, he never thought he would give up Taylor because of other women, and treat Taylor wholeheartedly, except for the occasional physical derailment.

In the matter of breaking up with Taylor, he does not think that all their own fault, but Taylor itself has a problem, she is a slag woman.

Link thought of Taylor on fire, looking into Ewaka's eyes, "If I promise you that from now on, no longer cheating, focus on business and family, you will be wholeheartedly good to me?"

Evaica's beautiful eyes looked at him without blinking, her palms pressed against his chest, "I've also seen many scumbags, including my father, so I'm not a stranger to animals like scumbags, and when a scumbag is truly willing to call it quits, it's the time when he's tired of everything outside and is willing to return to his family and take on family responsibilities, and it's also the time when a man truly matures, rather than just casually It is also a time for a man to really mature, not just make a promise.

Just like at this very moment, when Jessica Alba is standing in front of you with her clothes off, wanting to ML with you, when Anne Hathaway takes off her clothes, revealing all her white flesh, and burrows into your quilt, and when Megan Fox is kneeling on the floor wanting to give you a KJ, will you turn them down?"

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"No need to say it, your heart is beating fast."

Ivaka dropped her hand and shook her head as she continued on her way.

Link touched his chest, revealing a helpless smile, regarding the three possibilities she just mentioned, it was impossible for any normal man to hear them and not have his heart beat faster, not to mention the fact that those words were coming from the mouth of the human peach, Miss Evaica, with a doubled effect.

"Don't you dare let me take a test?"

Link followed her up and took her hand, only seeing her puffy pecs and thinking that he wouldn't necessarily be able to feel the heartbeat even if he put his hand on it, so he just said, "What does a messed up heartbeat say about you? If it was Tom Cruise, Pillard Pitt, Sean Penn, stripping naked and seducing you, would you say no?"

Ewaka gave him a pouty look, "The youngest, handsomest, strongest man in the world just tried to kiss me, and I refused... what other man do you think could have seduced me?"

Ugh!

Link is a little bit numb, she is also too right, compared with their own, Tom Cruise that three old leeks really do not have any seductive power.

If I had known just now I should have said, standing in front of myself is the world's most beautiful, sexiest and smartest woman, what other women can tempt me?

I'm going to try to get a hold of Ewaka.

Too bad I didn't think of it just now.

"In addition, the sexiest time for a man is not when he takes off his clothes, that time is the ugliest time for a man to become like an animal, a man's real sexy time is when he wears decent clothing, standing at the top of the world's various industries, possessing wealth, power, wisdom, talent.

Just like you stood on the highest Olympic podium, stood in the boxing ring to raise the gold belt, was the "Rolling Stone" rated as "King of the music world", was "Forbes" rated as the youngest white-handed billionaire, at that time, you are the world's sexiest man, so honey, don't just use what naked men to test me, this move on me! It won't work on me."

Ivaka looked at his handsome cheek and kissed him lightly, then passed him with a sexy step.

Link touched his kissed cheek and looked at her peach-like buttocks, but he did not have any charming thoughts in his heart, at this moment, he only wanted to stay away from this woman, the farther the better, this woman's level was too high, it was impossible for him to be her opponent, even if he lived for two more lifetimes, he still couldn't defeat her.

"Hey guys, hurry up, the show's about to start."

Tiffany waved her three tickets and shouted crisply in front of the Broadway Theater.

(End of chapter).