The Buddha Bar was absolutely wild. After the fourth song, Billy took it up a notd shoart of the elite what a true singer was, what a real youth breaking through the stage looked like, with his colorful voice driving people insane. He ended up singing 'Snow,' and every single person couldn’t help but move their necks, getting swept up in the music as if it were the greatest song ever.
-What makes him so good?- Guy Ritchie asked.
-Everything, darling, everything. His performance is all about the iy with which he sings, how he captivates the audience. He has a beautiful voice, made for rock. Add to that his self-fidehere are few who make people wait five minutes for a song because he wants to grab a beer. He’s so rebellious that I see why he’s won Grammys. People like him, with such a knack for hitting the right notes, have even wohe big shots—those producers and rock-lovirepreneurs. Now I uand why Robert Pnt and Rick Rubin defend the kid like sharks.- Madonna ented.
-Sharks, you say? Is this kid the new David Bowie? - Gy asked.
-Something like that. He doesn’t even know it, but he’s defended with such affe because he reminds everyone of the rockers from that '80s era. Some say he was born too te; others say he was born to save rock. But listening to him live is a whole different experience. I think I could call myself a fan. - The diva ughed, gng at her husband, who furrowed his brow.
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Billy took a sip of his beer.
-Now the improvisations are ing.- Billy said.
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Nossa, hein?Que que é isso!
Nossa (nossa)(Assim você me mata)Ai (se eu te pego)(Ai, ai, se eu te pego)
Vamo que vamo, turma!
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-He's singing in Puese, - Adriana ented in surprise as she noticed the track, which had traces of acoustic guitar, electric guitar, and a bit of drums—an intro crafted by Sugar Egg, adapted in a moment using the program.
Once again, Billy infused happiness into his performance, a joy that was electrifying for the people from Brazil. Charming and subtle, he made the crowd instinctively move, singing in anuage, but for Billy, it was a game. Now his heart raced like a speedironome, filled with excitement. He envisioned a dance around the fire, a dahat sted all night, as elegant as the fact that people hat side of themselves.
He opened his eyes wide with happiness, expressiions in an ued way as he saw the boy joyfully stirring the crowd’s feelings. He made it easy for those around him to catto what he wao vey—a paradise.
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Delícia, (delícia)(Assim você me mata)(Ai, se eu te pego)Ai, ai, se eu te pego, hein! (Vai!)
Vamo igo, turma!
Sábado na badaA galera e?ou a dan?arE passou a menina mais lindaTomei cem e ecei a far
o é que é, hein?
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-He’s very good,- Madonna ented, knowing how challenging it was to sing in anuage. It took a lot of ce to do so. Her renewed i multiplied with a slight difference, and it was erue that he was a great singer.
-We already know that; it’s just that I don’t quite uand what you like about him,- Guy said. His wife was very particur about music.
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Billy tio iwine his emotions—happiness, dance, and freedom—with a saturation that exuded arrogan his songs. Singing in Brazilian Puese required a lot of focus, but it felt perfect because the crowd embraced it.
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Nossa, nossaAssim você me mataAi, se eu te pegoAi, ai, se eu te pego
Delícia, delíciaAssim você me mataAi, se eu te pegoAi, ai, se eu te pego, viu!Se eu te pego, viu?
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Quero ouvir, vai
Sábado na badaA galera e?ou a dan?arE passou a menina mais lindaTomei cem e ecei a far
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He fihe song with a flourish, handing over the microphohe atmosphere shifted; people were more animated. The boy logged out of the cloud, returhe puter, ao his table, where models weled him with open arms. They seized the moment to give him a warm greeting. He received multiple kisses as he took his seat, and many got to know the singer Billy Carson in his ey. Even Alessandra, who had previously been a bit distant, joined in to ask him about all the songs he had sung, while he enjoyed Jessica’s pany as she approached eagerly.
He was a mag, drawing them closer. As the party tinued, people began tard the singer with much more respect. The fact that he was on the best-seller lists was undeniable, but Billy’s sales demographiged from 12 to 23 years old, with the male audieending up to 33. However, only true rock lovers ehat circle, and even among them, expectations were high.
With the start of his rge-scale certs, a good portion of the popution already sidered Billy an idol, but he had only been on the se for four years, and social media wasn't even on the map. Through blogs and various fan directives, people were beginning to get to know him, but ohing was clear: there was no one under 23 who didn’t know Billy Carson, nor anyone who attended his certs who didn’t buy his albums. He was famous in New York, Chicago, and the UK like no other, but his legend was just beginning to unfold.
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Alessandra was wild, but the heat of her body and the blinding effect of alcohol told her it didn’t matter; she should tinue what she was doing. She felt as the guy explored every part of her body, and the modesty that others might have, he certainly did not possess. She felt him kiss her armpits, and for the first time, she let out a strong moan; it was her ot, and he didn’t even know it. He raised her arms and massaged them while nibblily.
-Wait, just a moment, - she murmured, adjusting herself and breathing heavily.
He took her hair and brushed it back while pnting soft kisses on her neck. She wao hide from the embarrassment of her ret as. He didn’t care; with tenderness, he embraced her body, pying with her hair to one side as he tasted her neck. His arms tightened around her, and she felt his warm ere pressing against her back; it was simply an illusion of madness. He bit down on her shoulder and lifted her arms to massage her armpits. She began to surrender; all her thoughts focused on what was happening—now there was n back—as she dedicated herself to feeling every caress.
She turned her fad kissed him fiercely; their tongues flickered, entwined and slick, without shame, kissing every part of each other's souls with the same iy that lifted them from where they were.
He took her nipples and traced delicate circles around them; she roag her limit. She tried to expel the fever c through her with electric shocks, but it was too te; her juices began to drip as he touched her soaked sex. As two fingers ehey both began to slowly explore every intimate spot, eveuring a little higher, making her squirm as he pyed with her.
He bit down hard on her shoulder again this time, leaving a mark that excited her even more. She was blinded by how he treated her—with such strength and desire that each heartbeat sent waves of pleasure c through her. His fingers were eager yet took their time pying with her; he opped kissiheir eyes met; the primal look in his gaze made her shiver deep within both soul and body—he was a magnifit lover.
He lifted her onto his legs aered so easily that she only felt a paralyzing dance of fire inside her. He tinued quickly while holding her between his arms and the wall; she cwed at his well-defined muscur back with the same iy that propelled him forward, tinuing long enough to fan the fmes of pleasure.
She lost all reason as he positioned her in numerous ways she had rarely experienced before; it felt like a test of desire pushio test every limit. At times slow but always steady, he ended up positioning her on all fours while thrusting into her forcefully until a finger pressed into her anus. The madness made her silent, but this touched the deepest part of her being, driving her wild.
Crushed against the bed as he tinued relentlessly again and again, she had a premonition that this was the most delicious thing she had ever do was so intehat just feeling the heat throughout her body prevented any coherent thoughts from f. The attra soared sky-high, and the stimution from Billy's songs had already brought them here; uo resist, she spiraled into madness in an uhy way.
He released her hair and pressed his body against hers as he bit down again. Her man fell onto the bed and once more attacked her ot. Esg in a melody asms, she once again lost herself—hungry for more in a frenzy of iy that sted for ten minutes until he finished inside of her; she had nth left to resist su act.
-That was incredible, - Billy said, turning over and pulling Alessandra into his arms.
-You were a bit aggressive,- Alessandra ented.
-That doesn’t matter, - he replied
The sun rose in the distance, marking the beginning of the day. They both fell asleep with the dawn.
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