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Author: Evve
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-27 12:20:36

Two days. That’s how long we’ve been planning this.

Or rather, that’s how long Echo has been planning this.

I’m sitting cross-legged on the floor of Alex’s penthouse, surrounded by a scatter of props: the red silk ropes, a plush velvet pillow, and the collection of matte-black silicone toys we’ve accumulated.

Alex is at the console, watching the main screen where a complex flowchart is being mapped out. It looks like a heist plan, but instead of bank vaults and getaway cars, it’s labeled with Entry Vectors, Sensory Thresholds, and Climax Synchronization.

"We need to prepare properly," Alex says, turning to me. He looks tired but wired, that intense focus burning behind his glasses. "Lena is a variable. We need to control the environment so she feels safe."

"She’s excited," I say, running a coil of rope through my fingers. "Nervous, but excited. She texted me three times asking about outfit choices."

"Excitement is energy," Echo’s voice fills the room, smooth and authoritative. "We nee
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