[Chapter 384: Art Photos, Short Films]
After the shoot wrapped, Cristiana Reali, Jennifer Connelly, and Akina Nakamori were reluctant to leave; they still had at least another half month of work on other sets. That night they teamed up with Catherine and Michelle Reis to throw Linton a one-of-a-kind farewell party.
The party had been spectacular. Props and uniforms appeared everywhere, and the role-playing and skits carried everyone away. The whole thing felt captivating and everyone left satisfied.
The next day, Linton said goodbye to the reluctant Cristiana, Jennifer Connelly, and Akina Nakamori, then returned to the estate with Catherine and Michelle Reis.
Madonna, who had deliberately skipped going to the office after hearing the news, rushed over as soon as she learned he was back.
Linton was startled and stepped forward to pull her into an embrace. "Baby, be careful -- you're almost eight months along."
"Darling, I just missed you so much."
"Alright, alright. How's the little one been doing lately?"
"Very well. He kicks and punches a lot in there -- maybe he's eager to get out."
"Then I should talk to him, convince him to stay put a little longer."
"Then let's go upstairs and talk properly." Late in pregnancy, a woman's body was naturally sensitive; when Madonna melted into his broad chest, she folded like water.
"Okay." Linton scooped Madonna up and carried her straight up to the third floor. Catherine and Michelle Reis had the good sense not to follow.
Soon, a sweet, cheerful song drifted from upstairs.
After a long while the singing stopped, and Madonna lay in Linton's arms in a strange, intimate pose.
"Darling," she said, "our baby will be here in just over two months. This has been such a special, beautiful time. I was thinking -- could we take some artistic maternity photos now so we could keep this memory?"
"Baby, you've worked so hard lately. If you want photos, go ahead."
"Darling, I don't want anyone else taking them. I want you to shoot them. You're the big director -- you know composition and technique best."
"You have to make me look beautiful. And be a little bold with the shots, okay?"
"No problem. When shall we start?"
"A few days from now. I want to prep more clothes."
"Clothes? What are you planning to bring?"
"Lots -- sexy nightgowns, Victoria's Secret lingerie, lots of uniforms, and stockings in different colors. Everything you like."
"Well, you know me too well. I'm already kind of looking forward to it."
"Of course -- I'm the mother of your first child, you know. Anyway, darling, I want you again..." She trailed off and then crawled under the blanket.
"You really are a glutton, huh?" he laughed, and the sounds of pleasure rose again.
When the women in his harem heard Madonna wanted to do maternity portraits, they were all intrigued. Not only did Catherine and Michelle Reis, who were on vacation at the estate, come by, but Cristiana Reali, Jennifer, and Akina -- who were shooting at Universal Studios -- plus Vivian Chow, who was at another set, all returned to the estate in the evenings to offer advice and ideas.
Heidi Klum even flew in from New York with boxes of Victoria's Secret sets in different colors and styles. Sisters working out of town called Madonna with suggestions. Housekeeper Amy, under Madonna's direction, began preparing the main house -- focusing on the master bedroom, study, rooftop garden, and pool.
Three days later everything was ready. Linton picked up the camera himself and started shooting Madonna's maternity art series.
The first scene was the master bedroom: lingerie.
Madonna had prepared ten outfits: five sheer nightgowns in different colors and styles, five different Victoria's Secret lingerie sets, each paired with stockings in matching shades. Crucially, she struck bold, revealing poses.
The temptation factor was off the charts. Even more provocative, after every outfit shoot Madonna pulled Linton into an intimate couple shot. By the time they finished the ten looks, neither could control themselves anymore.
Catherine, Michelle, and Heidi, who had been watching, felt the same way. They all agreed to pause the shoot and play a game instead.
Sweet, cheerful singing floated through the house. Two hours later the game ended. It was already noon. After lunch they resumed shooting.
The second scene was the study: uniforms.
Madonna brought dozens of uniforms -- three styles and colors of flight attendant outfits, three styles of nurse uniforms, three styles of office professional looks, three variations of policewoman outfits, and three versions of female officer uniforms -- paired with various stockings and high heels.
Watching her in heels with a big belly, striking pose after pose, made Linton nervous. But Madonna had been nourished for a long time by his energy, and her physical condition was far beyond that of an ordinary woman, so it wasn't really a problem.
So many professions, styles, colors, heels, and stockings stacked the temptation even higher than in the master bedroom. Linton hadn't even finished shooting when Madonna, turned on and interested, pushed him onto the desk. The two of them couldn't resist and made love.
This time Linton had decided not to include Catherine, Michelle Reis, and Heidi. The study was too small for anyone else to move around comfortably.
Afterward Madonna's cheeks were flushed and her complexion more dewy; she looked even more captivating, and the photos turned out even more beautiful. Because so many outfits had been prepared and they had paused midway for sex, the afternoon ran out before they finished the study shots.
After dinner they continued, finally finishing at nine that night. No sooner had Linton called the shoot done than Catherine, Michelle Reis, and Heidi dragged him up to the third floor. Madonna, anxious, shouted, "Wait for me."
A major sexual session was about to erupt and quickly ignited, accompanied by cheerful, sweet duets.
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The third scene was the pool: swimwear.
This segment was simpler -- various bikinis with shawls and scarves -- but the temptation remained high. Madonna's bikinis shared two characteristics: extremely thin, nearly translucent fabric, and she paired them with shawls or scarves that only hinted at coverage, which sent Linton's desire climbing.
They barely finished shooting when the water tryst began. Catherine, Michelle Reis, and Heidi all jumped in and joined the fun.
The fourth scene took place in the rooftop garden: formal gowns. Everywhere they left beautiful memories.
After the maternity portraits, Madonna felt unsatisfied and suggested filming the sexual scenes as a short home movie. To Linton's surprise, Catherine, Michelle Reis, and Heidi all chimed in, saying they would appear on camera together.
Linton immediately refused and warned them sternly that it was too dangerous to suggest again. Filming the sex scenes could be incredibly thrilling, and if it were ever screened at a party later, it would add plenty of heat and color. But the risk was enormous. He could play fast and loose with his reputation; without evidence, media speculation or spin barely mattered and fans might even help whitewash things. But if a tape leaked, he would face social death.
Linton had also thought about Heidi's family living in Germany and how her father's company could help with movie tax rebate arrangements there. Although she had become a top model in the U.S., in terms of income she still couldn't compare to Hollywood actresses; she ranked with Michelle Reis, Vivian Chow, Izumi Sakai, Noriko Sakai, and Akina -- mid-tier among the women in his circle. Helping her family set up a shell production company to tap German film tax rebates could be a transformative opportunity.
He found a time to explain Germany's film rebate policy to Heidi in detail. "Heidi, go back to Germany and talk with your family. Ask if they would consider doing this film tax rebate business."
"Is it really that good?" Heidi asked, incredulous.
"Yes. Earlier this month, five of my company's films successfully received German rebates. The process was coordinated by TCG over there."
"What are the key points to make this work?"
"Three things. First, build relationships with the German review committee. Second, gain the trust of wealthy German investors so they'd be willing to put that year's income into your projects. Third, get Hollywood production companies to cooperate with you. I can handle the third point -- my company invests in at least six films a year, and our annual commitment won't be less than $300 million. But the first two points you'll need to sort out yourselves. Evaluate whether you can make it happen.
"$300 million a year. With a modest 15% fee, that's over $45 million in annual revenue, and a shell company is cheap to run. Darling, thank you. You're giving my family a chance to move up in life."
"Baby, don't mention it -- you're my woman."
"You're so good to me. I have to thank you properly." And with that she crawled beneath his desk.
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