Chapter 297: Say...d*ck cheeseeee (2/2)

Darryl was there and he hadn't come alone. He'd brought a special guest—his model! It was the bleach blonde beauty from Darryl's photos a week ago. Now, seeing her in person, Ben had to admit she was sexy.

Then, he overheard some of the club members in that group discussing Darryl's photos, fawning over both photographer and model, and it made Ben sick. 'Don't group them together!'

It was like putting pineapple on a penis…

Don't buy it... Don't try it…

Yet, Ben wasn't the only observant one in the room. As if sensing danger through his redhead mutant powers...Darryl glanced to the side and spotted Ben gazing at them. No, not at them, at her—his model!

This, made the redhead narrow his eyes. She was his! Only he could look at her! Ben didn't understand the pains Darryl went through to get her under his camera lens. So how could he stand another photographer ogling her like that?

Snorting, he approached Ben and the girl followed him. At that moment, the rest of the entourage all looked at each other. ”Where's he going? Should we follow him, or…”

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In the end, half the group decided to follow Darryl as his temporary entourage...and the other half left to another part of the room, doing f*ck-all…

Like that, a super-guild broke up before it even started…

However, that was only the beginning of the tension in the room. When Darryl reached Ben, the two locked eyes and the redhead glanced at his pretty model, as if showing her off to Ben, mocking him. ”So, did you still plan on beating me in today's competition?”

Hearing that, a few of the halfhearted entourage nearby showed looks of surprise.

”Now that he mentioned it, I do remember that guy challenging him last week.”

”He said he'd beat Darryl? Ridiculous.”

”Who cares? I'm going back to the others. Mumbling in the background isn't for me. I should have followed the ones who left!”

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Even in a faceless crowd, some people's personalities still shined through...

So not long after, a few stragglers among Darryl's posse scattered into the distance, his backup crew dwindling...

Yet, he didn't notice because he focused on Ben. In truth, although Darryl didn't show a strong response when Ben challenged him the prior week, it was only it affected him too much. He needed to book double sessions with his therapist this week to deal with his adopted child issues…

Although he was feeling better now, how could he not resent Ben for bringing his darkness into the light?

Seeing what Darryl was doing, Ben found it childish. He wouldn't lower himself to that level. So instead, he gazed at the model's tits.

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In addition, since she'd come close enough, he even checked her status.

[Target's current attraction level: curious(+2 slut bonus)]

'A slut, huh?' Ben smirked. Even though her status said curious, she wasn't really curious about Ben. It was more like she was looking around the room with apathy, curious about any nearby c*ck that met her minimum standard. After a while of this though, she sighed and glanced at Darryl. ”When's the competition gonna start? This is taking sooo long…”

Darryl gulped, turning to her and putting up his hands in apology. ”Soon Stacy, I promise! And they're going to love your photos! You'll see!” His face showed a placating smile as he even hunched forward a little.

The girl shrugged. ”Tch, whatever…”

Darryl wiped a tinge of sweat off his forehead when he saw she calmed down. Her satisfaction was important to him and getting her to agree to be his model was no easy feat. Yet, he believed it was well worth it because she was the reason he had supreme confidence in winning this competition and even making waves at the IPAs. After all, many boys at NYU considered Stacy one of the sexiest girls among the freshmen. Yes, it was a slutty hotness…but many boys fresh out of high school weren't so picky. Of course, that included Darryl who considered her way out of his league.

In truth, he only managed to get her to model for him because since the semester started, he'd been her top subscriber on OnlyFans.

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She was more than a model to him—he worshipped her. He was Stacy's biggest fan and paid her all his remaining money to do this, hoping it would lead her to see his artistic side and fall in love with him…

To spend more time with her at today's ceremony, he even lied to her. He told her that winning this contest would kick-start her genuine modeling career, because if he won he'd submit her photos to much larger competitions…

He'd put in a lot of work, but as Ben watched this, he showed an expression of mockery. 'What is this? Simp city?'

Starting to chuckle, he suddenly felt bad for Darryl. Yet, Ben's version of pity--was to give his enemy a quicker and more devastating death.