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I look to see the person who spoke and saw a man in a navy blue suit. 'He's probably the big shot' I thought to myself. He offers a hand to help me up but I refuse and got up on my own, "there's no need to apologize, I was the one that wasn't paying attention to where I was going." " My name is Luke Anderson," He introduces himself out of the blue, "the PA of Eric James," he adds on. 'Eric James? The name sound familiar' I thought then it hit me. "Isn't he that rude CEO that despises all womankind?" I ask there are rumors around the city that he's gay.

Just symbols and vague offers. I keep scrolling. The next profile is different. The photo isn’t flashy, it’s a mirror selfie taken in what looks like a gym locker room. The man is shirtless, sweat-slicked, and well-muscled, but not in an obnoxious way. His expression is relaxed. Not smiling, but not severe either. There’s a confidence in it that feels real, not performed. His age is listed as thirty-two. His bio is short and to the point: Looking for a casual submissive to wine, dine, and worship for one night. I prefer softness with a little attitude. Show up as you are. I’ll take care of the rest.

V It was evening time, and I just came out of work ready to sleep for 10 years, and that's just an understatement. I am the CEO of S.K. Beauty, my own business directed towards audiences that strive towards releasing their natural beauty and gaining confidence, all at the shocking age of 23.

“Spicy… Temptation! That’s it. It’s mysterious, alluring… it screams ‘look at me’ without giving it all away.” “Spicy Temptation,” I repeated slowly, letting the words roll off my tongue. It felt bold. Dangerous, in the best way. Bree leaned closer, excitement bubbling in her voice. “Perfect. Now, let’s craft your bio. Something short, flirty, and… hot.” I watched her fingers fly over the screen. “A little taste of fire. A masked tease. Dancing my way into your fantasies. SPICY… the heat you didn’t know you needed.”

Grace. My personal nightmare wrapped in designer fabric. The Gamma’s daughter. My age, yet my complete opposite. Where I am fire, she is ice. Where I am battle-hardened, she is pampered. She stands with her arms crossed, her honey-blonde hair styled in soft curls, her smug smile daring me to lash out. I let the insult settle for a moment before I speak, my voice silk-wrapped steel.

She always is. Cross-legged on my couch, sushi boxes between us, my laptop balanced on a pillow, Rachel types before I can object. “Username?” I mumble, “Professional Trainwreck.” She smirks. “Cute, but let’s sell aspiration, not despair. How about BrunchAndBanter?” “Kill me now.” She ignores me. “Bio?” “I’m a marketing exec with excellent credit and no free time.” She snorts. “Too honest. How about: Creative strategist who loves good coffee, bad puns, and long lunches I can call networking.”

Just voice notes, text, and—if you were brave—video. Designed for people who wanted connection without the mess of faces and futures. I created a profile in five minutes flat. Handle: VelvetRain Bio: “One night left me ruined. Looking for distraction that doesn’t ask questions.” Avatar: a close-up of rain-streaked window glass, nothing identifiable. I didn’t expect much. Just something to take the edge off. The first few matches were predictable. Dick pics (instant block). Boring small talk. A guy who wanted to role-play as professor and student (hard pass).

I was slightly annoyed when he messaged me back quickly. My message got your attention thought right? With all the guys on here I figured I would have to send something that caught your eye. So how is your day going beautiful? I hate to admit it, but he was right. His message did get my attention not necessarily in a good way, but it got my attention. With his reply I decided to check out his profile. Looking at his pictures I can see why he is kind of cocky. His pictures focus on his upper body, and he is extremely muscular. He keeps his hair in a military haircut, with it being slightly longer on the top. He has a few tattoos; they appear tribal in design. He has a goatee, which from his p

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BRIELLE POV Three days have passed since I went to the interview. I layed on my bed watching Gossip Girl on my laptop and scrolling through social media on my Ipad. I had just finished editing a content video for tiktok and I*******m, I had a lifestyle, aesthetic account. I didn't show my face, I posted little vlogs and aesthetic videos of my lifestyle and so far I have gathered quite a lot of fan base. And I was given a name by my viewers, Soft girl aesthetic which I made as my bio on all my socials.