mesbooks Chapter 316 I'm being pursued
Chapter 316 I'm being pursued
Chapter 316 I'm being pursued
There was a moment of stillness in the study.
Secretary Aida listened in stunned silence, even wondering if there was something wrong with her ears. This arrogant and haughty European noblewoman, who had turned away Hollywood film crews, was actually using the lease of the entire Kuroki Island as a bargaining chip, just to get a date with her own company president?
When Kitahara Shin heard this suggestion, a genuine look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He was prepared for multiple rounds of business negotiations with this difficult young lady, and even for signing a stringent environmental agreement. After all, the island was crucial for the filming of *Shutter Island*. But if she refused to budge, he wasn't necessarily going to fight to the death here. He could simply spend more money and time to find a cheaper alternative in Northern Europe or Iceland. He was a strategist, and he would never allow himself to fall into a passive, dead-end situation.
However, Eva Green's straightforward and bold request made things take an interesting turn.
Especially when he learned that the girl before him was the future Hollywood star, the top "dark retro goddess" who would shine brightly on screen, the Bond girl who would leave behind countless classic roles, Kitahara Shin felt not offended, but rather a surge of interest in exploring and conquering her.
He leaned back slightly in his chair, his deep gaze meeting Eva's defiant emerald eyes, the corners of his mouth gradually curving into a composed smile.
"If it's just a date, then of course that's no problem, Miss Green. It would be an honor for any gentleman to spend the weekend with such a beautiful lady." Kitahara Shin's tone was relaxed and elegant, showing no impatience despite the offer. "However, let me state beforehand that I'm not familiar with this Kuroki Island. I'm afraid I'll have to trouble Miss Green to personally guide me around for the next three days."
Seeing Kitahara Shin's calm and even domineering demeanor, Eva Green narrowed her eyes slightly.
In the circles she had been in since childhood, the young noblemen or wealthy men from Europe, when faced with her beauty and family background, either showed extreme flattery or were hypocritical, pretending to be profound while actually being fanatical.
But the Asian man in front of me was completely different.
He agreed so readily that she even had the illusion that she was the one he casually agreed to be his plaything. His eyes were clear and deep, without the eagerness of someone eyeing prey, but rather radiating the absolute confidence of someone who had been in a high position for many years and had seen all kinds of beauties.
Eva could certainly tell that Kitahara Shin was definitely not the type who was naive and lacked female companionship.
It was precisely because of this that she felt an extremely fatal attraction to Kitahara Shin. Men in Western circles mostly admired the muscular, rugged, and unrestrained masculinity. But Kitahara Shin possessed a unique quality, somewhere between the reserved elegance of the East and the wild profundity of the West. He was handsome and tall, yet harbored a power like a cheetah; he was impeccably dressed and elegant in demeanor, yet exuded an imposing, authoritative aura of a superior in every gesture.
This absolute confidence and self-assurance that emanates from within cannot be faked. It stems from a person possessing sufficient wealth, having seen a wide enough world, and having the power to overturn the table at any time.
Kitahara Shin doesn't engage in internal strife or get caught up in internal conflicts. He's the kind of "king" who always maintains control of the situation.
"Very good." A glint of excitement flashed in Eva's eyes. "I hope you won't keep me bored this weekend, Mr. Kitahara."
A private horse farm on Kuroki Island on a weekend morning.
The sea breeze, carrying a hint of chill, swept across the vast, open lawn.
Eva Green changed into a very form-fitting burgundy riding outfit that accentuated her perfect curves, her riding boots crunching on the grass. She led the pure black thoroughbred that had been frightened at the cliff edge, looking at Kitahara Shin standing beside her with a half-smile.
"Mr. Kitahara, this is Kuroki Island. We don't play those boring games of sitting in fancy restaurants drinking coffee. Here, there's only nature, wind, and wildness." Eva patted the horse's neck. "I wonder if you, the big boss who controls a multi-billion dollar conglomerate, can ride a horse, besides looking at reports in your office?"
This was a provocation tinged with a sense of testing. She wanted to see if this man could still maintain that captivating composure once he took off his suit.
Kitahara Shin was dressed in a neat casual outfit today. Although he had never formally studied any English horsemanship in either his past or present life, with the double purple-tier equipment of [Wild Heart of the West Coast] and [Balance Fang of the Deep Sea], his balance, coordination, and muscle control had already reached a superhuman peak.
"I know a little bit." Kitahara Shin walked to another white horse that had been prepared for him.
Eva chuckled softly, swiftly mounting her horse. Deliberately not slowing down, she spurred the black steed, sending it galloping like an arrow towards the distant fir forest. She turned to see Kitahara Shin's disheveled pursuit.
However, the next second, her pupils suddenly contracted.
Kitahara Shin didn't even bother with the stirrups; he simply placed his hands lightly on the saddle, lifted himself into the air, and landed gracefully on the horse's back. Immediately afterward, the white horse let out a long neigh, like a white lightning bolt, tracing a beautiful arc across the grass, quickly closing the distance to her.
Kitahara Shin didn't use any complicated equestrian techniques; he simply relied on his terrifying core strength and absolute sense of balance to perfectly integrate his body weight with the galloping horse. His movements didn't appear clumsy at all; instead, they exuded a natural wildness and elegance, as if he were born to be a knight of the grasslands.
In less than half a minute, the white horse was running alongside the black horse.
"It seems Miss Green's horse needs some more training to be fast." Kitahara Shin turned his head to the side, facing the wind, and gave Eva, who looked shocked, a smile.
Eva bit her lip, a competitive glint in her eyes.
Over the next few hours, she began taking Kitahara Shin to experience various outdoor sports on the island, each with its own degree of risk. From archery on the cliff edge to extreme sailing in the bay, she tried to find even the slightest bit of clumsiness or hesitation in Kitahara Shin.
But the result completely stunned her.
No matter what she demonstrated, Kitahara Shin only needed to watch it once, and with his almost superhuman learning ability and physical prowess, he could perfectly replicate it, even more accurately and skillfully than she, an indigenous person! On the archery range, he drew his compound bow to its full extent and fired three arrows in quick succession, each hitting the bullseye. His focused and cold gaze made Eva's heart skip a beat.
This overwhelming strength, capable of dominating any field, caused Eva to experience an uncontrollable sense of defeat among her peers for the first time in her life, accompanied by an even stronger sense of despair.
Around noon, the two returned to the terrace of the manor.
The waiter served a fine lunch and a bottle of excellent vintage Burgundy red wine.
"This fir forest on Kuroki Island was actually planted in the early 19th century." Eva swirled her wine glass, her gaze complex as she looked at Kitahara Shin sitting opposite her. "You've always said you wanted to film a movie here. What kind of story made you so determined to choose this remote island?"
"A story about a mental hospital, lies, and self-redemption." Kitahara Shin cut the steak on his plate with elegant movements.
He began to tell Eva the core plot of *Shutter Island* in a low, soothing tone. Unlike directors eager to secure funding who ramble on and on, he spoke as if recounting a ghost story set in the dead of night. He skillfully controlled the suspense, narrating the protagonist Teddy's journey: arriving on the island during a storm, searching for the truth in a gloomy hospital ward, and finally discovering that he is actually the imprisoned mental patient—a dramatic twist.
During this process, the effects of Kitahara Shin's [Silent Ambiguity] and [Millennium Filter] equipment subtly come into play. Every pause he makes, every deep look in his eyes, imbues this terrifying and oppressive story with a fatal attraction.
Eva Green listened, completely absorbed. She had always been drawn to Gothic, dark works of art that explored the depths of human nature. Kitahara Shin's story perfectly struck a chord with her aesthetic sensibilities.
"Absolutely brilliant—" Eva took a deep breath, her gaze towards Kitahara Shin completely changing. "This script is simply a genius idea. You're not only an outstanding knight, but also a demon who can see through people's hearts."
In the ensuing conversation, the two discussed everything from movies to classical European literature, and then from classical literature to top-tier luxury goods collecting and wine tasting.
In this process, Eva attempts to probe Kitahara Nobu using some very obscure, even tricky, areas of knowledge typical of old European wealthy families. For example, the correct way to cut a rare cigar, or the authentication of an obscure Renaissance painting.
But to her surprise, Kitahara Shin never let her lead him by the nose.
He not only answered fluently, but also possessed extremely profound and unique insights. He wasn't the kind of person who just memorized things by rote; rather, he had truly internalized these things and made them part of his own foundation.
What frustrated Eva even more was that Kitahara Shin never tried to flatter her by going along with her topics. When she threw out a provocative or trap-filled question, Kitahara Shin would sometimes choose to ignore it, take a sip of his drink, and then smoothly start a completely new topic that interested him.
He is like a reef that cannot be shaken by the waves, always having his own rhythm and core, and never falling into anyone's control.
This absolute strength and charm emanating from within completely captivated Eva Green, who had been used to giving orders since childhood.
As the sun gradually sank in the west, the sea breeze became even more biting.
The two stood on the edge of the manor's terrace, looking at the surging black ocean in the distance.
Eva turned her head and looked at Kitahara Shin's profile, which was outlined in the sunset like a perfect Greek sculpture. The defensiveness and arrogance in her eyes had long since vanished, replaced by a passionate and straightforward desire unique to Western girls.
"Kitahara Shin," Eva suddenly spoke, her voice husky and alluring, "I believe you now. You truly deserve to rent my island."
She took a step forward, almost pressing herself against Kitahara Shin, and tilted her head back, her emerald eyes flashing with undisguised flames of desire.
"Besides, I'm more interested in you as a person now than in your movies." Eva stood on tiptoe, her red lips almost touching Kitahara Shin's earlobe. "Stay tonight. I want to sleep with you."
Westerners often express their desires in a simple, direct, and straightforward way.
If it were an ordinary man, faced with such a direct invitation from a young woman of top European nobility with a stunningly beautiful face, he probably wouldn't have been able to contain his excitement and would have pounced on her.
However, Kitahara Shin did not show any sign of alarm upon hearing this.
He didn't even back down, but simply lowered his head slightly, looking at the girl before him who exuded an alluring fragrance, a hint of amusement flashing in his deep eyes. He stretched out his slender fingers and gently brushed aside a strand of black hair that had fallen beside Eva's ear.
Then, he shook his head.
"You want to sleep with me, but I don't." Kitahara Shin's tone was calm and even, as if he were simply refusing a cup of coffee that didn't suit his taste.
Eva froze, her eyes widening in disbelief as if she had heard something utterly unbelievable.
She! Eva Green! She took the initiative to ask a man out, and was rejected?!
"Why?" A hint of annoyance and resentment flashed in Eva's eyes.
"Because I have my own standards." Kitahara Shin looked at her, his eyes revealing an absolute, condescending rationality. "I do admire your beauty, but I don't like simple physical transactions. I'm not the kind of womanizer who has to have sex with any pretty woman who comes along. I have people I like who are equally outstanding. If you want to get close to me, your face and the island alone are far from enough."
Kitahara Shin's mentality was that of a true king.
He never abused his power or wealth to exploit women. The reason he could win the hearts of top actresses like Akina, Izumi, Takako Matsu, and even Rie Miyazawa was because he could see their strengths and was willing to nurture and guide them. He was a "selector," not a machine driven by desire.
Hearing Kitahara Shin's cold and merciless rejection, Eva Green's face turned pale, then flushed. Surprisingly, her anger didn't last long. Instead, she looked at the man and found him increasingly interesting!
The more unattainable something is, the more it fuels her desire to conquer it!
"So what do you want from me to accept me?" Eva asked defiantly, biting her red lips.
Kitahara Shin glanced at her indifferently, his mind filled with images of her stunning Gothic roles in Hollywood in the future.
"Are you interested in the entertainment industry?" Kitahara Shin suddenly asked a completely unrelated question.
"Acting? That kind of game that pleases the masses?" Eva frowned.
"If you're interested, you can come find me in Hollywood sometime." Kitahara Shin turned around, his back to the setting sun. "There's a very special dark quality hidden in your eyes. If you're willing to stand in front of my camera, I can transform you into a one-of-a-kind Gothic Queen. If you're not interested, then our paths will only cross at this venue rental deal."
After saying that, Kitahara Shin ignored Eva's complicated gaze and walked straight down from the terrace.
a few days later.
At the private pier on Kuroki Island, cargo ships docked one after another. Large quantities of photography equipment, lighting gear, and film crews began to systematically move into the desolate island.
The crew of "Shutter Island" officially set up camp here.
A helicopter landed on the island's helipad. Nicolas Cage, wearing sunglasses, swaggered out with several assistants and bodyguards.
As the undisputed male lead of this film, Cage has been eagerly anticipating this script for a long time.
However, when he arrived at the filming camp halfway up the mountain, ready to greet Kitahara Shin, he saw a scene that nearly made his jaw drop.
Behind the monitor, Kitahara Shin was sitting in the director's chair, intently looking at the storyboard.
Beside him, a beautiful girl in a dark green dress, with an extremely noble and aloof temperament, like a princess from medieval Europe, was holding a freshly brewed cup of coffee and handed it to Kitahara Shin in a very natural and somewhat ingratiating manner.
Cage knows that girl! He overheard the film crew's producer complaining a couple of days ago that the island's owner was a notoriously bad-tempered and arrogant European noblewoman, and that the entire crew was almost driven out with hunting rifles by her people in order to get filming permission.
But now, this legendary, unapproachable young lady is actually serving tea and water to Kitahara Shin like a personal assistant?! And the undisguised infatuation in her eyes is obvious even to a blind person!
"Good heavens—" Cage's eyes widened as he walked to Kitahara Shin's side and exclaimed in a low voice, "Kitahara, how did you do that? You didn't use some kind of Eastern magic on this young lady, did you?"
Kitahara Shin took the coffee Eva offered, took a small sip, glanced at Cage who was looking completely shocked, and simply shrugged noncommittally.
"Just personal charm." Kitahara Shin put down his cup, picked up the walkie-talkie, and his eyes instantly turned cold and focused.
"All departments, prepare! Dim the lights, give the lead actor a base light! Shutter Island, Scene 1, Action!"
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