Scene I: The Morning Buzz The elevators of King Enterprises opened at 8:01 a.m. sharp. Silence hit the floor as Tyrone Dominian stepped out. He was dressed in a black, custom-fitted suit—open collar, no tie. His skin still carried the…
The town square was alive. Bunting of red, white, and blue curled around light poles and storefronts. Booths lined Main Street—grilled corn, funnel cake, lemonade, hand-carved crafts. Laughter echoed across the green where kids ran with sparklers and old-timers tuned…
It’s 7pm and the office is empty, except for Vivian’s private suite in the far corner. I unlock the door with trembling hands, my heart already racing in anticipation of what’s to come. Vivian sits regally behind her massive mahogany…
Let’s recap, shall we? You’ve emptied your checking account. Your savings? Gone. Your emergency fund? That was mine two weeks ago. And now… now you’re surviving on credit. Living off of debt. Borrowing from one card to tribute from another.…
Whitney’s not here to relax—she’s here to ruin your peace and make you beg for her attention. Just don’t interrupt her unless you’re ready to pay the price.