The Road to Egot Season 03

I saw the punch coming, but was too slow to block it. It connected hard against my left cheek sending me careening to the ropes. I tried to get back my bearings as I watched him preparing his next strike. I bounced off the ropes and ducked his punch, before throwing one of my own. I hit him square in the jaw, his head snapped back and I took the opening to throw a hard shot to his ribs.

Cole recovered quicker than I had anticipated and hit me with a hard quick face and body combo. He pushed me back against the ropes and hit me again and again in my torso. I wrapped my arms around him so that he couldn't get to me anymore. We broke apart and each returned into our stance. I was breathing a lot harder than he was.

Cole threw a jab which I was able to block. But then came another two in quick succession. I caught one but took the other to the chin. I lost my balance and we both knew he had me. He dropped his shoulder and hit me hard on my right side. I stumbled to the ground in what felt like slow motion.

"You're good!" Cole said kneeling next to me.

"You just kicked my ass." I responded to him.

"Well that's because i'm really good." He joked.

"Yeah? How do I get that good?" I asked honestly.

"Your technique is actually great. You're fast and light on your feet, your punches have a lot of power behind them." He told me as he helped me to get back to my feet. "Your problem is here." He said gesturing towards my head.

"Glassjaw?" I asked

"Not at all." He answered with a smile. "You're thinking too much. You're getting in your own head. Sometimes you need to learn to trust your instincts. When you're writing, don't you sometimes just get into the zone and the words just come to you?"

"It used to. It hasn't happened in awhile." I answered honestly.

"Probably for the same reason. Get out of your own way. Let your talent speak for itself on paper. And let your body speak for you in here." He said pointing at the ring. I nodded in agreement. "Ready for another round?" He asked. I only nodded, taking a few deep breaths and trying to clear my mind of everything. I was locked in.

Cole was aggressive and came right at me. I focused on his form, letting it dictate to me where the punches were trying to land. He threw three punches at me, I was able to block them all. On the last one, I saw an opening on his left side and threw a strong punch to his hip. He lost his balance for a bit but quickly regained his form. I saw a pleased look pass across his features. We stood facing each other, moving around one another, each of us looking for an opening. Cole threw a right hook, i saw it coming almost in slow motion. I ducked underneath it and drove straight to his body. I hit him quickly with two punches to his abdomen before pulling out again and getting some distance.

I tried to go on the offensive. I threw a jab at his jaw that he easily blocked, I cursed myself realizing how much I had left myself open. He was quickly on me, hitting me in my abdomen and on my sides. He was so fast that I felt the next blow coming as I was recovering from the last one. I grabbed onto him and held him close. We split apart and I was given a moment to breathe. I could feel my lungs burning but ignored it as I saw Cole preparing for his next attack. He threw a punch that I was capable of side stepping. I sent a punch right to his gut which brought him down to his knees.

"Okay.. That was better!" He said as he struggled to catch his breath.

"I thought so!" I replied as I sat on the ground next to him. We were both sweating profusely. It had been a hell of a workout. We took off our gloves and sat by the ring, drinking heavy doses of water to regain our strength.

"How you holding up?" Cole asked me. "I heard you've been losing clients."

"Well that was to be expected." I replied. "It's taking a hell of a toll on all of us."

"I can only imagine. But you're going to remain open?"

"I'm still not sure." I told him thinking about Ariana. "Staying open means asking my clients if they want to risk it. If I back out, at least, it's on me."

"True. I'm sure whatever you do, it'll be right thing." He told me as we stood to walk out. "We should continue working out together. You're skilled."

"Thanks. I'd like that. But not sure if I can take it. You hit like a truck." I admitted.

"Oh, and I thought I was taking it easy on you." He said with a smile. We were laughing as we walked towards our vehicles.

"Wow!" I said as I noticed what he was driving.

"You like?" He said standing proudly next to his motorcycle.

"It's a beauty." I answered as I took a look at the exceptional beast. It was a BMW HP4 super sport in all black. I ran my hand through the custom finish.

"You ride?" He asked me.

"It's been a while. I used to have a Suzuki GSX." I told him.

"Want to take it for a ride?" Cole asked.

"You're god damn right I do." I told him as he tossed me the keys. "I'll drive your car to your house." He suggested. I gave him my keys, before jumping on the bike and bringing it to life. Just feeling the power of the machine brought joy to me. I wondered why I hadn't done this in so long. I hit the accelerator and hit the streets like a bat out of hell. The feeling was indescribable. The wind hitting me and being so exposed to the elements, was something that I had missed. I took the long way home, bobbing and weaving through the busy streets, pushing past the speed limit more on more than a few occasions. Luckily I hadn't run into any cops by the time I reached my house.

"Seems like you had a hell of a good time." Cole said standing by my car.

"That was incredible. Sorry I took the long way." I apologized as we exchanged keys.

"No need. Thanks for bringing her back in one piece!" He joked. "I'll see you later." He said before jumping on his bike and driving away. As I watched him, I couldn't help but think that I had to get me one of those. I went inside the house, feeling the adrenaline from the ride coursing through my veins. I could smell something delicious being made, so I headed towards the kitchen. I smiled when I saw Kiersey cooking pancakes wearing only a t shirt and a pair of purple panties. A glass of orange juice right next to her. The T.V was on in the living room. I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her torso.

"Hmmm, you're back.' Kiersey said as I lowered my lips to her neck. I rubbed my cock against her ass. "And hard. Must have been a hell of a workout." She said as I turned her around and kissed her.

"Not as good as this one is about to be." I told her as I lifted her up on the counter. I wrapped my arms around her waist as I brought our mouths together for a hot kiss. Her lips and tongue tasted like orange juice. Kiersey reached the bottom of my shirt and lifted it up over my head. I couldn't get rid of it fast enough so that I could return to kissing her delicious mouth. We kissed hard and fast, our tongues swirling and meshing together.

I fought to break away from her lips and helped her take her shirt off. Her perfect skin and sexy tits were displayed to my eyes. I wasted no time in lowering my lips and sucking away at a stiff nipple. I licked and sucked as my other hand pulled her body closer against mine. I saw Kiersey dip her hand in the glass of orange juice she had been drinking from. She covered her free nipple with the liquid.

We smiled at each other as I moved over and sucked the newly wet tit.

"Hmmm" I moaned. "Best juice i've ever had." I told her.

"Oh really?" Kiersey responded with a raised eyebrow. She grabbed her panties and pulled them down her legs. " Try this." She said with a sexy grin. I instantly dropped to my knees and buried my tongue inside the folds of this sexy woman. Her juices came flooding into my mouth letting me know she was as horny as I was. I ran my tongue through her folds, tasting and enjoying every drop she had to offer.

"My clit!" Kiersey told me.

"What about it?" I replied teasing her.

"Lick it! Please!" I licked the sensitive spot causing Kiersey to moan and shake in pleasure. I felt her hand press against the back of my head, pushing me deeper into her cunt. I didn't mind and only ate her out with more hunger. "Ohhh fuck.. Fuck" Kiersey shouted as I pushed two of my fingers deep into her pussy. "Oh yes! YES! Yes! Lick me, fuck me!" Kiersey continued to moan. I sucked her clit into my mouth and moved my tongue in circles, while speeding up my fingers deep inside of her. "Don't stop! Don't fucking stop!" Kiersey pleaded. I continued doing what I was doing,

"Oh yes, oh yes! I'm cumming! Oooh godd!" She moaned as pussy juices just slipped into my mouth. I continued to lick her juices until she had come down from her cum. I stood up, lowering my shorts as I did so. Kiersey smiled as she wrapped her legs around my waist, driving me into her sweet pussy.

"Ohhh fuck!" I moaned as I slipped in deeper. I kissed her as I pushed more and more of my cock inside of her. I started to fuck Kiersey with deep, long strokes. Pulling out and pushing my cock back inside of her slowly time and time again. Kiersey moaned against my lips as her fingers dug into my back. I lowered my hands and grabbed her ass, driving her into me on each stroke.

"Give it to me! Ohhh" Kiersey moaned as she put her hands on my butt and drove me harder against her cunt. I held out for a little longer, keeping my strokes long, but eventually gave in to her. I wrapped my arms around her slammed my cock into her so quickly it caught her by surprise. "Yes, yes!! Ohhh yes, just like that." Kiersey moaned as I kept that same tempo. I was so caught in the moment that I lost my balance and fell down on the ground.

Kiersey laughed as I leaned my back against the cabinets. The beautiful actress slipped down from the counter, hovered over me before dropping down into my lap. She kissed me as she grabbed my cock and guided it back into her. She wasn't wasting anytime, quickly she bounced up and down on my thick cock at the same tempo I was just fucking her in.I placed my hands on her bouncing ass cheeks and squeezed them. I lowered my head and sucked on her pretty tits as her tight cunt continued to squeeze so much pleasure through me.

I pushed myself up and laid atop of Kiersey. She shook at first when she felt the cold tiles against her back, but then she quickly wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me hard into her. I kissed her deeply, still being able to taste the orange juice in her mouth. I kneeled and placed both of her legs on my shoulders, spreading her wide.

"Oh, yeah, oh yeah, fuck me, fuck me FUCK ME!! I'm FUCKING CUMMING AHHHHH FUCCKKKK!" Kiersey shouted as her orgasm snuck up on both of us. Seeing her cum so hard excited me so much, I could feel myself about to burst. "Cum all over me, Cum on me!" Kiersey pleaded. I smiled down at her and sped up my fucking. Her pussy was so tight, I didn't know if I could force myself away from it.

"Oh shit, oh shit!" I groaned, pulling my cock out of her cunt and jerking myself off as I came uncontrollably. I watched as I sprayed Kiersey flawless figure with more and more of my juices. Her thighs, stomach and tits were all covered in my cum. I lay atop of her again and kissed her, much slower this time.

"Dammit, now i'm gonna have to take a shower." Kiersey joked.

"Well you asked for it."

"I wasn't complaining." She tossed back. We lay there on the kitchen floor kissing and touching,

"Let's go take a long hot shower." I told her as I helped us off the kitchen floor. As we were headed towards the staircase, the sound of breaking news coverage crashed into my day.

"We have legitimate sources that claim that Ben Affleck has been cheating on his wife Jennifer Garner, with his nanny."

"I guess the shower just got a lot shorter." Kiersey said. .

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After a quicker than I would have liked shower, I drove to the office. I found the team already in the conference room.

"What have we got?" I asked as I looked around.

"Well we lost Jen Garner, Matt Damon, Mark Wahlberg and Casey Affleck all within 10 minutes of the story hitting the wires." Marty told me.

"Is the story true?" I asked.

"Well the emails and phone records are all legitimate." Connor spoke up. "They must have gotten them through the hacker."

"Okay. We can't stop the leaks, but maybe we can stop the media from focusing so much on the stories." I offered.

"What do you mean?" Mark asked.

"Let's meet with the networks. Break a deal with them that as long as this crisis last, they shouldn't report so heavily on the information in the leaks."

"You think they'd go for that?" Marty asked.

"I don't know but it's worth a shot." Connor agreed. "I'll set up a meeting, get the news directors for the networks to come in for a chat this afternoon. I met some of them when they were just getting started in this town. Call in a few favors."

"Thanks Connor." I told him as he left. "How are we doing with our other clients?" I asked Mark and Marty. The outlook wasn't good at all.

"Serena Williams is still on the ledge." Marty explained. "If she leaves us, she'll lose a lot of money, But she is definitely wondering if it's worth it."

"Alright, i'll go see her today." I said.

"The more clients we lose, the harder it is for us to help the clients that do stay with us." Mark said. "We need to figure a way to stop these leaks."

"I may have something." Gary said entering the conference room. He slid a folder over to me. I opened it and skimmed through it. "There were three hackers that were capable of doing this level of damage that have been freed from federal custody over the last year."

"Were?" Marty asked.

"Two of them, Jimmy Diggers and Terrance Favors, have been found dead." I could see it in the files he had given me.

"Jimmy died of a drug overdose. Terrance in a car crash." I informed the others.

"I did some digging." Gary continued. "I went to speak to his family members and close friends of his, even checked with Holcomb. The FBI have been giving him random drug test since he was freed, and he always came back clean."

"What are the chances that a hacker who never did drugs dies of an overdose." Marty began.

"While another dies in a car crash." Mark finished.

"Within a few days of each other." I added looking at the dates.

"Exactly." Gary said. "My theory is that these were the guys hired to do the hack, and once they weren't useful anymore."

"They were killed so they wouldn't talk." Marty finished.

"What about this third hacker." I said looking at his file. "Jeremy Stevens."

"He hasn't been seen in weeks." Gary answered. "His landlord said he left in a hurry and his girlfriend said that she's been worried sick. My guess is that he saw what happened to the other two, and decided to disappear before they got him too."

"Good work Gary. Did you share this with Holcomb?"

"Yeah, I have. The feds are putting his picture through all local law enforcement and spreading his name around. He'll let us know the moment we have a hit."

"Great, we have a lead," I said. "Gary keep working it, guys let's do our best to keep things sane around here for a little while longer." Mark and Brad left the room. I called Marty back before he could. "Kara came by my place last night." I told him.

"Oh?" He said seeming jealous. "How is she?"

"Not too good. She decided to go home and stay with her parents for a little bit."

"Oh okay, makes sense." He said still seeming uncomfortable.

"Armie broke up with her." I informed him, seeing his eyes light up a little. "She wanted me to tell you, that she'll call you when she's ready, but just needs some time."

"Thanks for telling me. As long as she's okay, that's all that matters."

"She will be. Soon things will go back to normal." I told him not sure who I was trying to convince more. We each went to our offices. I laughed a little when I saw Mark had given me his chair. I shook my head as I sat down, instantly missing mine.

"Kevin." I called him on the intercom. "Can you please get me Mehcad Brooks on the phone." I should have made this call yesterday, but the day had gotten away from me.

"Sir, you have Mr Brooks on the phone." Kevin told me as he transferred the call.

"Hey Mehcad."

"Hey Duncan, how'd it go with Greg?" He asked anxiously.

"Well, Mehcad not great."

"There's no storyline coming up for me?" He asked nearly heartbroken.

"They're thinking about writing you off the show." I admitted.

"What are you serious? Duncan what the hell!" He said angry.

"I'm sorry Mehcad, I'm just not really in a position to negotiate with strength right now. Just give me some time."

"No. I'm not giving you more time. At any moment I can have information about me dropping, i'm not doing it. Thanks Duncan, I appreciate everything you've done, but I'm just gonna leave the agency." He said solidly.

"Mehcad wait, I know this isn't great news but just with the crisis, I just need..."

"You don't have it Duncan. I'm done." He said before hanging up the phone. I leaned back against my chair, feeling damn near sick to my stomach.

"Kevin. Let Marty know to get the paperwork ready for Mehcad Brooks to leave the agency." I told him over the intercom.

"Yes sir." I cut the line and took a deep sigh. I returned my attention to work that i could actually do. "Mr Bryant." Kevin said.

"Yeah?" I asked pulling away from the paperwork.

"David Ayer is on the line."

"Put him through." I told him as I picked up the receiver. "Hey David. Everything okay?"

"No Duncan it's not. I just got off the phone with Tsujihara, they're cutting up Suicide Squad."

"What?" I asked incredulously.

"They hired a new company to do a new edit of the film. Please Duncan, don't let him do this."

"Okay." I said thinking this couldn't have come at a worst time. "I'll do what I can David, but with the leaks."

"I know Duncan, but just please ask them to be reasonable."

"Alright, I'll let you know the moment I have something." I cut the feed and asked Kevin to set a meeting with the head of WB. I shook my head not believing what they were doing. Then realizing after the critical response to Batman V Superman, they would air on the side of caution. But interfering in a Director's film was not the way they had done business all these years. I slammed my fist against the desk, thinking about how many mistakes Tsujihara was making.

"Bad time?" I heard coming from my door. I would recognize that voice anywhere.

"Victoria?" I said as I looked up and saw her. It was outrageous that after all this time, after everything that had happened, with everything that was happening, her presence still brought joy to me.

"You okay?" She said as she walked into my office. I couldn't help but take her in. She looked beautiful. She was wearing a black and blue long dress shirt as a dress with a black belt wrapped around her waist. Her smooth hair was straight. Her perfume filled my office, forcing memories of our time together, to instantly be brought back. I saw her smile, and knew that she felt the same.

"I've had better days. I'll admit." I said stepping away from my desk and walking towards her. We stood inches away from each other. Each of us enjoying the simple pleasure of being near one another once again. "What can I do for you?" I asked her as I led her towards my couch. We sat across from each other.

"I'm sorry to tell you this. But I have to leave the agency." She told me looking down at her hands. "I'm sorry but, I have pictures. I can't have my mom see them."

"Hey." I said as I reached over and held her hands. "You don't have to explain yourself to me. I understand."