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Daniel Scarlet Vine loomed before us as we stepped out of the car, its neon sign pulsing in the night like a heartbeat. A club for the elite, it was said that a night with one of its infamous escorts could cost more than a middle-class man earned in six months. Courtney slipped her arm through mine as we approached the entrance, her touch light but possessive. “Please protect me from the men in there, Tom Cruise,” she teased, her voice laced with irony.

After the car is moving again, I call Madison’s office. “Elegant Escorts, how may I help you?” a sexy voice answers. Reanna sounds nothing like she looks. She weighs about three hundred pounds, but her voice is pure wet dream material. She’s also very good with matching men to the perfect lady. Even so, I prefer to go through Madison because it irks her, and right now I need a little cheer in my day. “This is Gomez. Would you please connect me with Madison?” “Yes, Mr. Gomez. One moment,” she replies dripping sensuality.

“You don’t have to be there, if you don’t want. “It’s OK. This is not yours to keep.” "Yes it is." I stood up. “She used me as much as she used you. I want to hear what she has to say.” Twenty three minutes later there was a knock at the penthouse door. Javier opened it. Summer Chen stood in a hallway being escorted by two guards. She was wearing exactly the same as she always did. Professional suit. Hair pulled back. Calm expression. Like she was showing up for a regular day at the office, rather than being led in under armed escort.

Did she really just ask me that? I placed my spoon down carefully and forced a small, fake smile. “The same reason you’re doing surrogacy now.” Her eyes widened slightly, and she looked embarrassed. “I—I’m sorry. I didn’t mean—” Before I could say anything else, Irene, who had been quietly eating, suddenly spoke up. “Mummy, what’s an escort?” I stiffened. Just great. I was about to answer when Travis beat me to it. “Princess, she escorted me as a personal assistant for some time before we got married. That’s what it means.”

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He was being too obvious. Summer had purposely called for a taxi, but Casper deliberately dragged her into a bus. This was her first time riding a bus in Sea City. It was so crowded. The bus was shaky. Casper, who was the injured one, protected Summer well. “Elly… the girl who rescued Keane, is my sister. That’s to say, she’s Alaric’s sister’s daughter.” Summer currently was unsure of her identity.

Objective: 12 hours, no magic, no pack Reward: +1 Sync with Hellebore Dagger (Remy) | +1 Integrity Celeste (grinning): “Accepted.” 8:00 a.m. – Hot Springs Café (Winter Edition) Pack claimed the indoor lounge—fireplace roaring, bikes parked outside, winter slushies in thermos mugs. Seras (sipping peppermint-blue-raspberry): “Recovery day. No training. No strigoi.” Julian (sipping blood-bag cocoa): “I’ll guard the gate. You two— go be teenagers.” Remy (pulling Celeste toward the snow-dusted patio):

She had come to Greenville University seeking adventure, not to be shipped back to Pacific City. Helma's chuckle was soft and teasing. "How about I find someone to escort you back to Pacific City?" "I'm not a kid. I don't need an escort," Ximena grumbled. "Okay, okay," Helma soothed, still smiling. "Let's say I'll find someone to make sure you actually make it to the Millen's place without any detours." Cole had already chosen the perfect chaperone for Ximena's return to Pacific City.

“Out where?” “Lux,” he said, eyes glinting. “It’s this club downtown. Some guy from my major is throwing a birthday party. Free entry, free drinks, cute people everywhere.” he said with a wink. "You'll definitely go home with handful of them if you're interested." I shook my head. “No, no, I can’t...” “Yes, you can,” Tessa interrupted. “You’ve been hiding in your family drama for years, Reina. You’re coming.”

He was proud. Time to tell them the news. Group chat: Happy campers 🐺 Me: Seb just found his mate Seb's not in the group chat — thank the Goddess. Xander and I talked about adding him after camp, but yeah, not anymore. I have a strong feeling I’ll need a safe space to scream into the void. Brant: Oh wow, who is it? Me: A girl called Rebecca Winter from our pack. Scented her the second he got out of the car.