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Tangled in Ambition: Part 11
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2025-12-11 08:00:16Dave stood in the shadows of the concert hall, arms crossed, his jaw tight as he watched Henry command the stage.
The spotlight bathed Henry in gold, his voice raw and magnetic, pulling the crowd into a frenzy as he belted out two tracks from his album.Each note was effortless, his presence electric, every strum of his guitar a middle finger to anyone who doubted him.Then Paulina joined him, her voice weaving seamlessly with his in a duet that felt like a goddamn love letter to the audience.Paulina stepped to the mic, her smile wide but sharp, introducing Henry with a flourish.“Y’all aren’t ready for this man,” she said, her voice dripping with charisma.The crowd erupted, screaming for another duet, and Henry, ever the showman, obliged.He picked up an acoustic guitar, strumming the opening chords of Paulina’s debut single, a stripped-down rendition that hit like a gut punch.The audience swayed, pho
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The hotel suite was a gilded cage, its opulent decor a stark contrast to the raw desperation filling the air. Dave sat among the six hopefuls, four women and another man, all draped in thin robes, their faces a mix of resignation and hunger. They knew the drill, just as Dave did. The industry was a beast, and Carlos Taylor was its latest gatekeeper. Dave’s edge was Carla, his connection sharper than the others’, but in this room, they were all equals, selling their bodies for a shot at the screen.Kaila, Carlos’s assistant, moved with clinical efficiency, her wedding ring glinting as she handed out briefing packets. Her voice was flat, practiced. “Mark what you’re willing to do. Carlos expects compliance. Stick to orgies and group play, he needs rest after this.” Her eyes flicked over them, unjudging but weary, a woman who’d seen this game too many times.Dave scanned the papers, a checklist of Carlos’s kinks, some
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The final shoot for Dare to Breakfree was a marathon, a full-day spectacle that started with a tally of Dave and Henry’s victories in the studio. Cameras trailed them through a curated day of “fun” lunch at a trendy bistro, strolls through manicured park paths, and amusement park rides that screamed idol fantasy. Dave and Henry played their parts, all charm and charisma, their faces plastered with grins for the fans. But beneath the surface, something was fraying.When Henry’s hand lingered on Dave’s arm during a rollercoaster ride, guiding him through the queue, Dave leaned into it just enough for the cameras, then pulled away, his eyes flicking to the crew. Henry’s jaw tightened, but he kept up the act, his touches growing bolder, a hand on Dave’s lower back, a brush of fingers against his wrist, testing, teasing. Dave mirrored the performance, but his heart wasn’t in it. His mind was already elsewhere, tangled in the web Carla was
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Dave stood in the shadows of the concert hall, arms crossed, his jaw tight as he watched Henry command the stage. The spotlight bathed Henry in gold, his voice raw and magnetic, pulling the crowd into a frenzy as he belted out two tracks from his album. Each note was effortless, his presence electric, every strum of his guitar a middle finger to anyone who doubted him. Then Paulina joined him, her voice weaving seamlessly with his in a duet that felt like a goddamn love letter to the audience.Paulina stepped to the mic, her smile wide but sharp, introducing Henry with a flourish. “Y’all aren’t ready for this man,” she said, her voice dripping with charisma. The crowd erupted, screaming for another duet, and Henry, ever the showman, obliged. He picked up an acoustic guitar, strumming the opening chords of Paulina’s debut single, a stripped-down rendition that hit like a gut punch. The audience swayed, pho
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Dave’s chest heaved as he pulled out of Carla, her body slumping against the van’s seat, slick with sweat and their mingled fluids. The air was thick with the scent of sex, but it did nothing to dull the ache gnawing at him. Carla’s curves, Victor’s rough hands, none of it touched the void Henry had carved into his soul. He wiped his mouth, the taste of Victor still bitter on his tongue, and yanked his jeans back on, avoiding Carla’s gaze.She dressed in silence, her torn blouse barely holding together, her eyes distant but sharp, calculating. “You’re playing a dangerous game,” she said finally, her voice low, cutting through the hum of the van’s engine. “Victor’s not your ticket anymore. He’s bored, Dave. You felt it.”Dave’s jaw tightened. He knew she was right. Victor’s interest was waning, his attention already drifting to fresher toys, boy groups, girl groups, malleable kids who didn’t yet know the cost of fame. But Dave wasn
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Dave barely made it to his penthouse before Carla’s key turned in the lock. Heart pounding, he stripped off his sweat-soaked clothes, the memory of Henry’s relentless fucking still burning through his body, his swollen lips a damning giveaway. He slid naked into his silk sheets, feigning sleep as Carla’s heels clicked closer. She loomed over him, her sharp eyes zeroing in on his lips, still puffy from Henry’s brutal thrusts in the dressing room. Frowning, she grabbed ice cubes from the kitchen, wrapping them in a cloth and pressing them to his mouth, the cold biting his sensitive skin.Dave stirred, playing the part, blinking up at her with mock surprise. “I’m fine,” he rasped, voice rough from the day’s exertions. “It’ll be normal by morning.” Carla’s gaze raked his bare body, searching for hickeys or scratches, but Henry’s restraint left no evidence. Satisfied but tense, she snapped, “We shoot at 5 AM. I’ll pick
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