AN: 2 chs over 3k words. GIMME THOSE POWERSTONES!
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Two days later, Alex sat in his bedroom with his laptop open, fake glasses that Halle bought for roleplay, sliding down the bridge of his nose like a man who had accepted his fate as both billionaire and accountant.
For the moment, he decided not to think about the criminals who are trying to mess with his life and just see the numbers...
He clicked on the first tab.
Lost in Translation
Budget: 5 million
Global box office: 135 million
Digital release on Titan Web, DVD, and broadcasting deals: another 5 million or so
Alex nodded to himself. "Not bad. If we add the earnings from the hotel, well, more than enough profit," he muttered.
Then he clicked the next tab.
Aliens
Budget: 150 million
Global box office: 423 million
DVD, digital release, broadcasting deals, merchs, comics: 29 million and still counting
He rubbed his jaw. "I swear, half that budget was just me building that spaceship set. I should really open a theme park or something like that. Could be fun."
He clicked again.
Spider-Man: Christmas Chaos
Budget: 172 million
Global box office: 590 million
DVD, digital release, broadcasting deals, merchs, comics: 50 million and still counting
"Haha, that's more than I expected. Everyone loves Spidey," He chuckled to himself. "Gotta set the upcoming Spider-Man projects properly."
Alex clicked on the next tab.
Titan Energy Drinks: Launch Performance.
The numbers populated the screen, and his eyebrows climbed so high they were in danger of entering orbit.
Sales: 2 weeks 4 days
Projected goal: 1.2 million units
Actual: 1.9 million units and rising so fast the graph looked like it had snorted its own product.
Reviews: 94 percent positive across all platforms.
Alex whistled. "Well, look at that. We made an energy drink that doesn't taste like battery acid mixed with cough syrup, sugar, or artificial sweeteners." He leaned back with a satisfied grin. "Looks like Comic Con was a good call."
He skimmed the highlights.
Best sellers so far:
Captain America Citrus Punch
Wonder Woman Tropical Charge
Hulk Green Apple Smash (sold out twice because someone started a meme that drinking it before the gym gives you 'Hulk reps')
He clicked on the Review Aggregator doc.
Positive reviews:
YT channel PowerPunchTasteTests:
"Alright, I expected this to taste like radioactive cough syrup, because every energy drink does. But this? This is juice. Like, actual fruit? I can pronounce the ingredients. It's scary. Ten out of ten."
Reddit user SnackSorcerer:
"I tried the Flash Mango Blitz and immediately PR'd my mile by 40 seconds. I'm not saying it was the drink… but it was the drink."
Forum post on HeroFuelTalk:
"These things hit the perfect middle ground between refreshing and 'I can now see sound.' Legit good stuff."
YT comment on TechAndTonic Reviews:
"Hulk Green Apple Smash tastes like a real green apple with smooth fizz, unlike those watered-down drinks available in the market."
Blog review by The Casual Consumer:
"Real juice, no fake sugar, no metallic aftertaste. Finally, an energy drink that doesn't taste like melted battery."
Negative reviews:
Reddit user BitterBeanBrewer:
"It's too fruity. I want my energy drinks to taste like sorrow and regret, not vitamins."
Forum post from CrunchTimeCritic:
"Wonder Tropical Charge is too sweet. Are you sure there isn't any added sugar? My teeth felt judged."
YT reviewer GregEatsThingsHeShouldn't:
"I drank five in a row to test the limits. I saw God. Zero out of ten. Actually, ten out of ten. I'm confused."
Reddit thread from FitnessPurist92:
"There is no way something this healthy gives that much energy naturally. I demand witchcraft disclosure."
Comment from SomeGuyNamedKyle:
"Captain America Citrus Punch is great, but the can exploded in my car. Now my Camry smells like orange zest."
Alex chuckled after reading a couple of more reviews. "If the worst complaint is that it's too fruity, I think we're winning. And that fucker Kyle... Haa... Motherfucker always posts fake reviews after creating the problem himself. Time to take this fucker down for good."
SomeGuyNamedKyle: A lunatic who shakes, freezes, leaves the canned drinks under the sunlight, then opens them. It always explodes. And he creates videos of those incidents, edits them, and makes them look like the company's fault. A few YouTubers pointed out the bad edits, and he got a couple of cases on his head, but all of them were dropped due to proper evidence.
Alex quickly texted Jane about this Kyle, and told her to show him hell.
"Haha! Fuck you, Kyle, don't mess with me. I'm in a very bad mood," He mumbled to himself.
He was about to switch tabs again when the bedroom door opened.
Evangeline leaned on the frame like she had been practicing poses in the hallway. Black high knee boots, loose white shirt with buttons open just enough to give him a nice look at her cleavage, a loose tie, and a black hat tipped just so.
Alex raised an eyebrow. "Well, hello, noir detective who solves crimes using suspicious amounts of sex appeal."
She smirked. "Whatcha doing, sexy?"
"The usual. Counting my billions like a dragon hoarding gold. So far, so good," Alex replied as he shifted on his bed.
Evangeline walked into the room.
She climbed onto the bed, crawling toward him with the predatory grace of a panther. She settled between his legs and pulled his pants down without a word. Alex adjusted his laptop as she grabbed his cock and began to stroke slowly with one hand, and the other cupped his balls.
"Mhmm~ Looks full," She whispered before placing a kiss on the tip.
He shifted, spreading his legs slightly. He watched her, a slow, easy smile spreading across his face. "You know, I was trying to be productive."
"Then let me help you with that," Evangeline said as she took him into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the head. She started to move her head, her hand moving in sync with her mouth.
Alex let out a soft groan, sinking deeper into the pillows. He didn't close the laptop; instead, he rested it on a nearby pillow, the screen still glowing with profit margins. His fingers found their way into her hair, not guiding, just resting there. "Well, I can't argue with that logic."
She hummed around him, sending vibrations that made him gasp. She took him deeper, her tongue flattening against the underside of his shaft as her other hand gently massaged his balls. She started to move faster, her head bobbing up and down, her lips sealed tight around him.
Alex's other hand joined the first in her hair, his hips lifting off the bed in a shallow, involuntary thrust. "I'm starting to think... you have a very specific definition of 'helping'," he managed, his voice a little rougher now.
She pulled back just enough to speak, a string of saliva connecting her lips to the tip of his cock. "This is multi-tasking," she said, her breath warm and heavy. "I'm boosting your morale... and draining your stress." She smirked. "Literally."
Before he could retort, she went back down, taking him even deeper. Her free hand slid up to caress his chest, her fingers toying with his nipple through the thin fabric of his shirt. She swirled her tongue around the head before plunging back down, setting a steady, relentless rhythm.
The numbers on the laptop screen blurred into meaningless green and red lines. The only thing that registered was the wet heat of her mouth, the soft sounds she made, the way her hair felt between his fingers. His breathing grew ragged, and his grip on her hair tightened, a silent encouragement that she answered by taking him deeper still, until her nose brushed against the base of his cock.
She held him there for a heartbeat, her throat constricting around him. Then she pulled back, gasping for air, a single tear tracing a path down her cheek. She looked up at him. "You know, after you and Halle decided to have a baby and how you two have been having sex all the time, I thought... well, I thought my turn wouldn't come anytime soon," she whispered. "So I've been thinking about what to do."
She licked the length of him slowly, from base to tip, her tongue flat and broad. "I was thinking about getting pregnant too."
The words hit him like a physical blow. Alex's breath hitched, and for a moment, the haze of pleasure was pierced by something else, something sharper. His hips, which had been moving in shallow thrusts, went still. He looked down at her, at the earnest desire in her eyes, and the raw vulnerability of the admission.
"Evangeline..." he started, his voice thick.
"I know," She replied. "I'll be busy all year and some more shooting for The Hobbit. So, as soon as we finish shooting..." She moved her mouth down to his balls, taking one into her warm, wet mouth, swirling her tongue around it gently. She gave the other one the same treatment. Then she moved up once again. "...I want to have your baby, Alex."
She didn't wait for an answer. She took him back into her mouth, this time with a renewed, almost desperate energy. Her movements were faster. Her head bobbed, her hair brushing against his thighs, her lips a tight, warm seal. She wasn't just pleasuring him anymore; she was making a statement.
Alex's head fell back against the headboard, a guttural moan escaping his lips.
"Your wish is my command, milady." He managed, the words barely coherent. The thought of her, round with his child, sent a jolt straight through him. He imagined her in one of those flowing elven dresses from the set, her belly swelling, a serene, maternal glow about her. The image was so potent, so intensely arousing, it made him dizzy.
He felt himself hurtling toward the edge, the familiar coiling tension in his groin tightening with every pass of her tongue. His fingers tightened in her hair, a silent signal, a warning. "Eva..."
She just hummed, a low, throaty vibration that was his undoing. With a loud groan, he came into her mouth. She didn't pull back. She took it all, her throat working as she swallowed, her eyes locked on his the entire time.
She held him in her mouth until he was spent, then released him with a soft, wet pop. A single drop of cum escaped, clinging to her bottom lip. She slowly, deliberately, licked it away with the tip of her tongue.
"Yummy~" Evangeline said with a mischievous grin.
Just then, Angelina walked into the room in a loose robe. She saw how Evangeline was sitting between Alex's legs.
"Really now?"
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