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I glanced at the clock barely past nine in the evening and let out a long breath that carried equal parts satisfaction and exhaustion. My stage name, “Lara Velvet,” stared back at me from the open laptop on the vanity. The thumbnail for the video we’d just finished uploading was tasteful enough for the preview: me in black lace, lips parted, eyes half-lidded with practiced desire. No one looking at that image would guess that the woman behind it was Elara Voss, the quiet, responsible daughter who still sent her parents monthly updates about her “freelance graphic design work.”

“She will advance nicely if she follows every rule.” After the meeting Damien helped me dress and led me out of the chamber. My legs felt weak but my mind stayed sharp. While he spoke briefly with one member I quickly pulled out my phone and recorded a short secret voice note in my pocket. “Velvet Board is a secret society collecting pets for pleasure and power. They have strict rules and watch everything,” I whispered fast before hiding the phone again. We returned to the upper levels but my heart jumped when Damien checked his own phone. His face darkened suddenly. “Elena, did you record anything in there?” he asked in a sharp tone. “The Board just messaged me about unusual phone activity

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"But ever since I met my baby daddy in college, got knocked up, didn't finish my degree, had Chris, and now a CEO of Sky's Studio." "I've meant to ask, who's Sky?" Lena blew a vape. "Sky comes from the first child I had before Chris." Her voice started to fade, but she kept her calm. "Skylar Joyce Graham." Lena paused as she looked down at her open-toe shoes with dark red painted toes with white flowers painted on her bigger toe. "The first time my husband and I had sex, I was pregnant with Skylar, and while I was pregnant with her, I built Sky's studio from the bottom. But with all the stress and my miscarriage, I lost the baby."