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"It will work." Haley tapped the screen. A split image appeared. The fake video on one side, her live face on the other. "My mole is mirrored. My ring light reflection is wrong. My voice has no caffeine rasp. Also, fake me says, 'look at Jack Miller,' like a tragic podcast girlfriend. I would say, 'check the boring rich guy with villain cheekbones.'" Ben's voice crackled in Jack's earpiece. "Online sentiment turning. Wait. Bot surge incoming." The comments changed.

IRISH’S POV I zoomed in on the picture, moving my fingers over the screen, trying to see if there was any way at all someone could recognize me. Thank God, my hair strands were covering a good part of my face, and the fierce makeup did the rest. But just look at that ass. It was well captured, round, firm, and Jimmy’s face… oh Lord, Jimmy’s face was filled with pure lust. “Idris, what’s funny? Why are you smiling?”

And that was exactly what I needed right now, something to keep me busy and sane. I stripped down to my red lace, putting on my shimmering oil as I laid in the bed with my mask on. Settling in as I opened my laptop and it was a mail, someone with the profile “Anonymous Beast.” He was new, I could tell, my fans never go through all this shenanigans of using funny names like this. But I didn't pry. Rather I started chatting, laughing as I got tipped without doing anything. He was silent, watching. I could tell from his camera. But he didn't say anything or request for anything!

"You know, you talk funny." "Shut up and answer the fucking question—!" But Airhead had already stepped away and was moving towards me. "How can I pretend she's not here when she's here? Hello!" His eyes met mine, and a large grin appeared on that squarish face. I gulped in fear. It's not everyday you meet a giant that grins like the Cheshire cat and squeaks like a mouse. "H-Hi?" Rum was ranting a trail of words behind, but I couldn't make out any, except those of the big guy standing before me.

Grabbing my phone, a smile spreads on my face when I realize it's from Iris. Iris: “You posted me again?” She said with a surprised open mouthed emoji. Bored with typing, I switched to a video call and she instantly declined it. Iris: “I don't want to see your face. I'm mad at you.” Me: *sigh* “I guess I just have to post your full face and tag your i***a profile so you know how serious I am about claiming you.” I see the three dots move and stop. Then move and stop again before her text comes in.