The One Delivered to His Door

"Colonel?"

Hunk was somewhat dumbfounded.

"Ahem!"

Andre cleared his throat and said, "Lieutenant, don't question it. Just carry it out."

The old colonel certainly wasn't going to explain himself to this group of Alpha lads...

When the head of Umbrella Pictures' film division invited William to make a cameo at the filming location, he had paid special attention.

Afterward, he had even contacted the person in charge privately.

He demanded that Hollywood find an actress with top-tier looks and figure. Her fame didn't matter, but she had to be a virgin.

Because the old hunk was worried!

Originally, William fooling around with women was just youthful impulsiveness. That was perfectly normal.

But he had suddenly seemed to become serious.

That was a good thing.

His hands-on attitude had made the company flourish, and the revival of the Russell Family seemed within reach.

But William had started abstaining from women?

At first, Andre hadn't been very suspicious.

But the more he thought about it, the more wrong it seemed.

What if that brat had switched sexual orientations? Then they'd be completely screwed!

There was still hope, though.

That brat might simply have developed high standards. Combined with his busy company affairs, he had no time to find a female companion.

And so...

That was why someone had been delivered straight to his door.

"This... I'm sorry, Colonel.

Although you're a member of Olympus, I still think I need to ask for permission and let the boss decide for himself."

Hunk refused to carry out the order, even suspecting that the communication was fake.

Andre could see Hunk's suspicion through the screen, so he immediately explained:

"Lieutenant, don't worry.

The communications channel and operating system were personally updated by Dr. Halsey. They absolutely can't be hacked.

Also, Lieutenant, do you think it's normal for the boss to have no interest in women...?"

"..."

Hearing that question, all the Alphas fell into deep thought.

Especially Hunk.

This killing machine was William's trusted confidant. His taciturn nature didn't mean he was stupid.

He had more or less noticed that Halsey had feelings for the boss, while the boss remained 'completely unmoved.'

Then he recalled the behavior of that male United Nations receptionist five days ago.

Hunk shuddered, saluted, and shouted, "Colonel, give me your orders!"

"Mm!"

Andre nodded in satisfaction before putting on a solemn expression again and saying in a deep voice:

"There's nothing wrong with the 'cargo's' background, but you mustn't lower your guard. After all, the boss's safety is our top priority."

"Yes, Colonel!"

"Very good. Then I'll leave the task of letting the boss enjoy tonight's service to you."

"Yes, sir!"

After ending the communication, Hunk looked at his surrounding comrades. Every one of them wore an expression as if facing a powerful enemy.

Hunk clasped his hands behind his back and ordered, "Everyone understands the severity of this mission, right? Come with me to receive the cargo.

Once you've confirmed that everything is safe, deliver her to the boss!"

"Yes, Lieutenant!"

"Good! Move out!"

Time rewound.

Inside the living room of the Presidential Suite;

???

William wore the expression shown above. Without taking a close look at the beauty, he turned toward Hunk and demanded:

"Hunk, what are you doing?"

However, after Hunk and the other Alphas sent the woman into the room, they only left behind a few words:

"Boss! Do whatever you need to do! Don't worry about us!"

"Bang!" The door was slammed shut.

"Click!" The sound of the lock turning followed.

"Hey!"

William hurried to the door and tugged at the handle.

It didn't budge.

"What's wrong with these guys?" He scratched the back of his head.

Hunk and the Alphas would never do anything harmful to him unless they genuinely wanted their boss to enjoy himself.

And the only person capable of arranging for someone to be delivered to his door was that seemingly proper old man...

Andre!

"Mr... Mr. Russell..." A woman's greeting came from behind him.

Her voice trembled, and she seemed rather frightened.

Only then did William turn around and carefully examine her from head to toe.

Her skin was wheat-colored, which she had probably gotten from tanning. After all, Westerners considered that a sign of health.

She was slender, yet all the right places were remarkably full.

Combined with her white dress, she possessed a unique beauty.

Her face was as exquisite as a work of art, complemented by deep eyes and long, slightly curled black hair.

Wait...

She looked familiar.

Being examined by William's scrutinizing gaze made the woman even more nervous.

After all, the influence of Mr. Russell was something a minor character like her couldn't resist.

She had even heard the rumor that the younger and more handsome a wealthy man was, the more twisted he was inside.

Then she thought about how easily her family had 'sold her off.' As all these thoughts came together, despair gradually appeared in her eyes.

What is she doing? I'm the one who feels like dying.

Standing across from her, William saw straight through her thoughts and complained inwardly.

He shook his head.

He walked to the center of the living room and sat on the sofa, saying calmly, "Don't just stand there. Come and sit."

"Ah? Yes..."

The woman was extremely frightened. She slowly sat down two meters away from William.

Seeing this, William smiled helplessly and pointed at himself.

"I don't look scary, do I? Are you really that afraid of me?"

"N-No, you're not scary...!" She hurriedly shook her head, afraid of angering William.

"All right."

William no longer intended to tease her. He put on a friendly expression and said, "My name is William. Can you tell me yours?"

Perhaps influenced by William's outward appearance, the woman finally became less stiff. After a moment of silence, she murmured softly:

"Megan... Megan Fox."

!

Hearing that answer, William finally remembered who she was.

Wasn't she the female lead of Transformers?

Because the memory was so distant, he hadn't recognized her at a glance. Besides, judging by the timeline, Megan was only twenty years old.

That film, which had astonished the Original World, had also made Megan—whose family was poor and who had been abused by her stepfather—famous overnight.

Unfortunately.

She hadn't followed a certain director's 'instructions,' and as a result, she had been blacklisted by Hollywood for a long time.

Now Megan was sitting right in front of him, leaving him somewhat dazed.

"Mr. Russell...?"

Seeing that William had remained silent for so long, Megan cautiously asked.

?

Coming back to his senses, William looked at Megan beside him and smiled. "Don't be afraid. Just call me William."

Megan's eyes widened slightly. She seemed to want to say something, but still waved her hands a little and didn't dare say anything else.

"Heh." William gave a disdainful chuckle and said:

"Miss Fox, if I really wanted to do something to you, do you think you'd still have the chance to sit here and chat with me?

So tell me, how did you get here?"

That was true.

Given his status, there was no need for him to hide anything.

Seeing this, Megan relaxed slightly and told William what had happened.

As it turned out...

Umbrella Pictures was filming two movies at the same time and recruiting all kinds of male and female actors across the United States.

She had originally been a supporting actress in Iron Man, but halfway through filming, a group of men in suits had directly taken her away.

The security personnel at the filming location seemed to have had no intention of stopping them.

She had been 'kidnapped' there in its entirety.