The Heiress and the Hacker [[Silva & Quix]]

[Silvamoon]

Every fiber in Lexi's being was screaming at her to turn around and embrace Richard again but she forced herself to keep walking into the lobby of the hotel and then up to the suite, knowing if she even hesitated for a moment then their entire plan would be ruined. If she stayed in motion then there was no time for second thoughts or what ifs, right?

The appearance of a barely legal teenage girl answering the door made her pause for a moment until she remembered she was supposed to be promising this girl a spread in one of her magazines. She stepped inside when Sophie opened the door wider and glanced over to see Adam approaching, his cocky demeanor immediately setting the heiress on edge. He blatantly squeezed the teenager's ass in front of her, Sophie giggling at the contact and Lexi studiously ignoring it and his pointed gaze on her body to glance around the room.

"Quite a luxurious room you have here.." She said instead of returning his greeting, his slimy gaze making her hands ball into fists in her pockets.

"Oh yes, we've been enjoying it." The co-ed said with a grin as she allowed Adam to tow her over to the kitchen table and then settled on his knee, her short skirt barely covering her ass before looking expectantly over at Alexandra. She could barely sit still she was so excited to hear the details of the photoshoot.

Lexi indeed looked on with an incredulous expression before fixing her face and striding over to the table, internally repeating to get this over with as quickly as possible. "Yes of course, happy to share more details." She said with a falsely pleasant expression, her attention directly on Sophie and not Adam. "We're planning for one of the summer issues of Sand & Shore, it's one of our most popular times because everyone is looking for some beachy inspiration. You'll be on the cover, and then have a spread inside with some of our hottest designer swim suits of the season."

As she spoke Sophie hung on her every word, nodding along raptly. Her, in a magazine! It was nearly too good to be true. As she would soon discover.

"And of course we're always looking for fresh new talented models..." This time Lexi did look pointedly at Adam, shaking her head negatively to his offer of a beverage. "I'm sure Adam can agree on that point."

 

[Occam's Razor]

"Yes, we've enjoyed the luxury." Adam beamed at Alexandra as his hands wandered to the teenager's waist, and his lips brushed her ear. "Especially the spa."

The comment elicited a giggle from the co-ed and she wiggled in his lap. Adam could only imagine that with her excitement at seeing Alexandra Huntington and the 'reality' of a magazine shoot coming true, Sophie's cunt was already dripping. A pity he wouldn't be able to fuck her.

But then, a ready-made replacement sat opposite. Albeit one much older.

"Really, Sand and Shore?" Sophie jerked around to stare at Adam, her eyes wide with excitement and disbelief. "Did you hear that, babe? I'll be on the cover of Sand and Shore," then swivelled and gave him a huge smack on the lips. "Thank you, thank you, thank you."

She bounced up and down until Adam eventually put a hand on her shoulder. "Congratulations, babe, you earned it. And it's Alexandra you should be thanking."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Sophie whipped around. "Thank you, Alexandra. So much. I promise you won't regret it."

When she'd settled down, Levine focused on Alexandra. "We can agree on that. All of us want to be the one to find that fresh new model, and Sophie's been nothing but spectacular since I discovered her."

That brought another giggle from Sophie; the teenager showing her real age in all the excitement; before Adam whispered in her ear.

"Okay, babe." She graced him with her sad puppy dog expression and slowly shifted from his lap.

"It was so nice to meet you, Ms Huntington. I can't wait for the shoot." Sophie swiped her bag from the counter, then reluctantly trooped to the front door. She hesitated, then opened it, saying one last goodbye before she stepped out and left Adam and Levine alone.

"The naivety of youth," Levine addressed Alexandra. "She brought it hook-line-and-sinker. But naïve is one thing you're definitely not, is it, Alexandra?" Adam's gaze moved from the Heiress's face to slowly and deliberately appraise the upper half of her body visible from his vantage point.

"So, let's get down to business? Would you like to see the footage before we discuss the full terms of the deal?" His eyes found hers again. As he pulled his laptop toward him. Levine's lips curled up into a wolfish smile. "Or shall we agree on the terms first? You might not be eighteen anymore, Alexandra, but you are still a very attractive woman, and Treloar's a lucky man. He isn't outside waiting to bust through the door and spoil our fun, is he? This could take a while."

 

[Silvamoon]

Alexandra felt terrible for blatantly lying to this young woman but it couldn't be helped - she needed the blackmail material that Adam possessed and if she had to fib a little to make his bimbo believe her than she would do what was necessary. It was harder than she expected though to lie so casually, making up a story about how Sophie would be featured in one of the summer issues of her magazine. In reality she had an entire branding and marketing team that did covers and photoshoots many months in advance before handing off the finished products to the heiress to approve. But Sophie didn't need to know that.

The young co-ed instead was hanging on every word from her mouth, eyes lit up in excitement as she squirmed on her manager's lap and gave him a kiss. Alexandra had to look away at that point, visibly annoyed for a moment before smoothing her expression back to a neutral one. She reminded herself again this was none of her business how they acted, and she was just here to get in and get out. When the teenager excitedly thanked her as well she nodded kindly, blonde waves swinging around her face.

"Of course, we're looking forward to collaborating." Another lie. Sophie bent her head towards Adam when he whispered something to her and then looked at him with a pout and a sad expression. Alexandra had just arrived and she had been looking forward to getting to know more about her, but when Adam shooed her away so they could talk business she reluctantly went. She still had his credit card in her bag after all, so she could amuse herself for a while as they talked.

Alexandra's eyes watched her go, the tension inside of her rising when the door swung shut and she was finally alone with Levine. Just stay calm. She repeated to herself, lip curling in disgust as at his comment. "No, I'm not. And I'd like to get this over with." The heiress was not the same little bimbo that he was fucking around and she crossed her arms across her chest protectively as he deliberately looked her up and down.

"Show me the video first, and then terms." She demanded coldly, body stiffening at his comments on her beauty and about Richard. "This is not a joke, Levine. I hope you understand this is strictly business and I'm not here for fun. This is mutually beneficial for both of us, so let's talk business or I'm gone." If he was just fucking with them she was going to lose her mind.

 

[Occam's Razor]

Levine felt the tension rise when Sophie left the room. Gaze locked on the Heiress, a curious eyebrow rose as she spoke, the coldness in her tone and demeanour clear. Which didn't phase the pornographer. Regardless of her response, he was in control.

"Of course, sorry, you're right." Adam flicked her a smile. He shifted to the seat next to her and swivelled his laptop to face them. "Ready?" As he asked, Levine clicked on a video file, maximizing it to full screen when it opened. Up popped the vision of a teenaged Sophie, attired in schoolgirl uniform, on the bed upon the stage in Huntington's mansion. "Your Father is on screen shortly, but let's watch the entire performance together."

"It's fucking hot, if I say so myself." His leg brushed the Heiresses and his body turned towards her. Adam's voice hardened again as cupped her face and turned Lexi's eyes to the screen. "You don't think your father would also pay for exclusive rights to this footage, Alexandra?"

A moan came from the laptop's microphone; the camera having zoomed in to the visage of the teenager with a dildo in hand, sliding down her panties. It zoomed back out and panned the room, catching the sight of Blair Huntington seated in the theatre, watching on with a look of contentment and anticipation. "Because it'd ruin his reputation if it go out. Which is why I assume you want it. So, about those terms."

Adam paused as on the screen, one man, then two, then a group appeared from the surrounding shadows. "Either you do what I fucking want and we have some 'fun', as you put it. Or the deal is off, and I sell this footage to your father. Then, whatever happens to you and Treloar, I don't care." He tightened his grip on her chin and forced Lexi's eyes to his. "But it's up to you. I've never forced a woman in my life and I'm not about to start now."

A smirk curled up his lips with that comment. Not physically anyway, but through coercion, manipulation and blackmail was another matter entirely. "You've thirty seconds to either get up and walk back through that door without what you came for or agree to my terms. Don't worry, I know how to make a woman come." He nodded towards the laptop screen. "Ask Sophie; it's no fun for me if the woman doesn't enjoy it too."

Especially with the hidden camera's rolling ready to capture it all for a yet to be determined paying audience.