Chosen Mate Of The Beastmen Empire novel Chapter 441

Chapter 441 

Chapter 441 

Her confidence threw the agent off. Honestly, the gossip was so out there it barely seemed credite 

After mulling it over, he calmed down but stayed cautious. “Stop the bots quick–she’s still Seafarione 

Trash talk was normal in the biz, and some troll attacks were small fry, but if Nyx got mad and sicced Seatation on them, it would be troublesome. 

Her initial fire cooled, regret creeping in as her eyes flickered. “Fine, got it.” 

She opened her phone to call the troll company, then froze, her face paling visibly. 

“What’s wrong?” the agent asked, his chest tightening too. 

She didn’t answer, staring at her screen, muttering in disbelief, “How? Just one morning, So fast?” 

In mere hours, the troll ring got flipped upside down, exposed, and pinned to the wall by official posts, 

[Cracking Down on bots, Protecting a Clean Web] 

[Beware the Legal Risks of “bots“-Stay Lawful, Don’t Cross the Line for Petty Cash!] 

[Cut Off the Gray Market, Restore Industry Integrity] 

Every troll outfit she’d hired got nabbed as examples, old crimes dug up too–enough to sink them deep. The web cheered 

[About time they nailed these bots–lawless jerks.] 

[Knew they were full of it, blind hate–paid off!] 

[Lol, unmasked so quick.] 

Worse, leaks pointed at her–people cursed her name, claiming she hired them. Nyx’s fans, fuming from the morning’s fights, were out for blood. 

Watching her follower count plummet, her heart sank. Even her own fans turned, ashamed they’d backed her, calling it a stain like a rap sheet. 

“This is your ‘no big deal?” the agent said after a long pause, chuckling dryly. “Pack up and lay low–ditch the spotlight,” he added, wiping his face and walking out fast, not looking back. 

He had to cut ties quick or get dragged down too. He wasn’t even sure if he’d dodged the big shots‘ hit list. 

Morning work wrapped up, and Nyx ate lunch between her two partners as the head producer apologized, wringing his hands. 

That’s when she learned the hater was Breaking Chains‘ lead actress, leaving her speechless. 

‘Didn’t she quit the show herself? Why’s she acting like I stole it, all bitter?‘ she thought. 

The producer gritted his teeth. “She flaked on me, and I knew she was shady then–didn’t think she’d be this low!” 

‘Not just low–plain dumb. She messed with the wrong person, he thought. He glanced up at the two big shots flanking Nyx, swallowing hard, eyes darting. ‘Messing with Nyx is basically suicide.’ 

Nyx missed his look, checking her phone to see Marilyn’s posts urging fans to keep the web civil and not take revenge offline. 

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Eye for an eye was fair, but moderation mattered–violence wasn’t cool in a civilized world. With the star speaking, fans followed, calming down. 

[Got it! I don’t curse!] 

[Gonna be a good little fan, no trouble for Nyx!] 

[Sisters! Pull back!] 

Seeing this, Nyx relaxed, a faint smile forming. Scrolling further, she hit a fanfic tagged [SeaXNyx], [Cowgirl], and her smile froze. 

Both males caught her shift, leaning in to see. Nyx tried to hide the screen, but their sharp eyes won. 

“Nyx,” Seafarion said, clueless about [Cowgirl] but catching [SeaXNyx]. 

“Is this from our shippers?” he asked, using “shippers” he’d just learned, shy yet excited. “Can we read it together?” 

Nyx stared at him, silent. ‘Don’t be so eager, please?‘ she begged internally. His ethereal, otherworldly face clashed weirdly with this. Reading this in public felt so wrong. Even in private, she never had the fetish of reading her own fanfiction. 

She opened her mouth to refuse, but Kai cut in, bristling. “Why him?” 

He refused to believe Seafarion outshone him with Nyx, pulling up a slew of [KaiXNyx] fanfics, clicking the top one smugly. “Let’s read this.” 

Nyx glanced down-[Forced], [Coercion], [Enter at Risk]-and blacked out momentarily. 

“No way!” she yelped, one hand on the screen, the other over Kai’s eyes, stretched thin. 

“Why not?” the stubborn leopard pressed for a reason. 

Nyx clammed up, scared he’d get ideas, pinching his ear instead. They bickered all noon, and before afternoon work, Nyx warned them sternly. “No looking, got it?” 

She’d never read fanworks, but she’d heard how wild fans could get. Seafarion nodded meekly, and Kai agreed too. But her nervous, blushing fuss only stoked their curiosity–‘What’s in there?‘ they wondered. 

After wrestling with it, they chose to sneak a peek behind her back. At the set’s logistics area, staff buzzed around, spotting the two big shots rush out, flustered, and not return for ages. 

‘What’s up? Another incident?‘ they thought. They checked phones–no new drama; the morning’s haters were cleaned up, no more trouble brewing. ‘Not Nyx–related–maybe work stuff?’ 

Big shot business bored them, too complex to care about, so they forgot it fast. 

When Nyx finished afternoon work and packed up, Seafarion and Kai had recomposed themselves, looking calm, no cracks .showing. 

“Come to my place tonight,” Kai suggested. “The mountain berries are ripe.” 

Nyx perked up. “Sure!” 

No shoot tonight, early evening–perfect for some mountain air and fun. She glanced at Seafarion, who nodded, joining in. 

It’d been a while since an outdoor trip, so Nyx played till dark, picking a basket of colorful berries. The fruits were tiny but fresh and natural, washed to a sparkle–she grabbed other fruits from the fridge, tossing an orange playfully, then noticed 

Seafarion blush hard. 

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Nyx tilted her head at him. Under her stare, his cool facade cracked fast. Memories clicked–Nyx’s eyes widened, gasping, “Did you sneak a peek at fanfiction?” 

“Sorry, Nyx,” Seafarion mumbled, head down, confessing. “Should I, uh, clean up all that fanfiction?” 

If it was just Nyx being fantasized about, he’d be mad, but he was in it too. The versions of them weren’t real, yet used their names, all wild and weird, stirring odd feelings. 

‘Has Nyx read this stuff?‘ he wondered. 

“Forget it,” Nyx said, rubbing her temples. “Let them be.” 

Seafarion could wipe the web clean if he wanted–she knew he could. It creeped her out, but no need to kill their harmless fun; they weren’t hurting anyone, just creating in their corner. Or so she thought. 

Past midnight, Nyx wanted to take it all back. ‘What did these two learn?‘ she thought. 

As if reading her, Kai leaned in, nipping her ear for earlier, whispering some tags slowly. And more–they could try them one by one. 

Nyx nearly cried. She thought, ‘Give me back my sweet, innocent partners! Fanfiction’s a curse!‘ 

For the final show, the crew switched to a huge venue, thousands of fans below–Nyx scanned the crowd, spotting sly shipping signs, her resentment bubbling up. 

Fans thought she was upset over the smear campaign, yelling “Nyx!” and “Love you!” to cheer her up. 

The cheers roared louder–Nyx shook off the grumpiness, a warm smile softening her eyes. The camera caught it, a highlight moment, kicking off the finale with a bang, ending perfectly. 

A newbie actor blew up via the show–people wondered if Nyx would pivot to singing. Then, after years of silence, global action director Jouste announced a new film with Nyx cast, sparking a domestic frenzy. 

[Jouste? Holy-!] 

[In my lifetime?] 

[A local actor in it? Nyx? Who’s that?] 

Unlike rookie Nyx, Jouste was a household name across ages. Folks outside the entertainment loop, clueless about Nyx, dug into this woman working with Jouste, finding she was a total newbie. 

Sure, she had killer looks, solid acting, and stunts in Breaking Chains, plus mad skills on the show–but she was so young. And there were whispers of a backer. 

‘Did her sugar daddy hand her this global gig?‘ some Jouste’s fans thought. They doubted her ability, worried she’d flop worldwide. Her role wasn’t small–screw it up, and it’d shame more than just her; the whole country would feel it. 

After a day’s shoot, Nyx walked her leopard in the wilds, returning to find Seafarion at the computer. She peeked- entertainment threads, not work. 

“Nyx?” Seafarion jumped, almost hiding the screen, then gave up. “Someone posted that if your role gets over half good reviews, he’ll eat-” 

Nyx clapped a hand over his mouth before the crude bit slipped out. 

He lowered his eyes, kissing her palm. “I boosted the post a bit–tons of people screenshotted it for proof.” Once the film hit, that guy couldn’t dodge it. 

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Nyx tilted her head at him. Under her stare, his cool facade cracked fast. Memories clicked–Nyx’s eyes widened, gasping, “Did you sneak a peek at fanfiction?” 

“Sorry, Nyx,” Seafarion mumbled, head down, confessing. “Should I, uh, clean up all that fanfiction?” 

If it was just Nyx being fantasized about, he’d be mad, but he was in it too. The versions of them weren’t real, yet used their names, all wild and weird, stirring odd feelings. 

‘Has Nyx read this stuff?‘ he wondered. 

“Forget it,” Nyx said, rubbing her temples. “Let them be.” 

Seafarion could wipe the web clean if he wanted–she knew he could. It creeped her out, but no need to kill their harmless fun; they weren’t hurting anyone, just creating in their corner. Or so she thought. 

Past midnight, Nyx wanted to take it all back. ‘What did these two learn?‘ she thought. 

As if reading her, Kai leaned in, nipping her ear for earlier, whispering some tags slowly. And more–they could try them one by one. 

Nyx nearly cried. She thought, ‘Give me back my sweet, innocent partners! Fanfiction’s a curse!‘ 

For the final show, the crew switched to a huge venue, thousands of fans below–Nyx scanned the crowd, spotting sly shipping signs, her resentment bubbling up. 

Fans thought she was upset over the smear campaign, yelling “Nyx!” and “Love you!” to cheer her up. 

The cheers roared louder–Nyx shook off the grumpiness, a warm smile softening her eyes. The camera caught it, a highlight moment, kicking off the finale with a bang, ending perfectly. 

A newbie actor blew up via the show–people wondered if Nyx would pivot to singing. Then, after years of silence, global action director Jouste announced a new film with Nyx cast, sparking a domestic frenzy. 

[Jouste? Holy-!] 

[In my lifetime?] 

[A local actor in it? Nyx? Who’s that?] 

Unlike rookie Nyx, Jouste was a household name across ages. Folks outside the entertainment loop, clueless about Nyx, dug into this woman working with Jouste, finding she was a total newbie. 

Sure, she had killer looks, solid acting, and stunts in Breaking Chains, plus mad skills on the show–but she was so young. And there were whispers of a backer. 

‘Did her sugar daddy hand her this global gig?‘ some Jouste’s fans thought. They doubted her ability, worried she’d flop worldwide. Her role wasn’t small–screw it up, and it’d shame more than just her; the whole country would feel it. 

After a day’s shoot, Nyx walked her leopard in the wilds, returning to find Seafarion at the computer. She peeked- entertainment threads, not work. 

“Nyx?” Seafarion jumped, almost hiding the screen, then gave up. “Someone posted that if your role gets over half good 

reviews, he’ll eat-” 

Nyx clapped a hand over his mouth before the crude bit slipped out. 

He lowered his eyes, kissing her palm. “I boosted the post a bit–tons of people screenshotted it for proof.” Once the film hit, that guy couldn’t dodge it. 

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Nyx looked closer–the post had millions of views, rocketing to top trend, the poster panicking, deleting old personal flexes. 

I’m getting way too much attention now,‘ she thought. 

Since filming began, naysayers abounded–Seafarion and Kai disliked it but let it ride, waiting for the movie to prove itself. This was their first pushback. 

Nyx scrolled the guy’s history, seeing why Seafarion targeted him. Thousands of posts, daily attacks on her. No grudge, yet he hated her guts. Not just her–other actresses got trashed and twisted too. 

A gutter rat behind a screen, now exposed and freaking out. Nyx shook her head, not stopping Seafarion. Nailing this creep quieted similar types, clearing the air. Leftover doubts turned rational, reasonable. 

The trailer dropped, flipping skeptics to hype. 

[AHHHHHHHHHH!] 

[Fights are insane!] 

[That’s the vibe!] 

[Jouste nails it–he’s still got the charm and detail.] 

[Actors crushed it too.] 

[So young–this is incredible!] 

A few trailer clips sparked excitement, crushing doubts. Jouste even did an interview, saying without Nyx, the film might’ve been delayed for years. 

Word of Sherilyn’s sabotage spread, and fans pitied Nyx, who was hand–picked by Jouste, auditioned, and targeted. 

At the wrap party, Nyx toasted Jouste in thanks. 

“Hahaha! No need!” Jouste beamed, winking jokingly. “Too bad no collab with Mr. Kai this time–next chance, I’ll set you two up as lovers!” 

This script was fixed–Nyx’s role had no romance, unchangeable. 

Nyx chuckled, downing her sparkling wine. It was the weakest drink there, basically juice, but her tolerance sucked–soon her cheeks glowed red. 

Feeling woozy, she rubbed her forehead, deciding to dip early, calling her partners for a ride while heading out. 

Someone shouted, “Nyx!” 

Nyx stopped, turning to see the film’s villain. Vincent played a bad guy but was cheery in person–now drunk, face flushed. “Nyx, I like you!” 

Nyx’s buzz vanished. She was stunned. A tall figure slipped in from outside, silently behind her, green eyes coldly fixed on Vincent, saying nothing. 

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