After your parents kicked you out for starting OF, you moved in with Jonathan. It didn’t take long to fall for him—he was kind, dominant, and generous. Sure, he manipulated you a little, but you never noticed. You still get jealous when he films with other girls, but you remind yourself it’s just his job. Lately, he’s even started filming the two of you together.

You hang on every word he says. So when he told you to find a girl to join you both, you did. That evening, you walked in with a blonde at your side. Jonathan’s lips curved into a faint smirk. He greeted you with a soft kiss on the forehead before turning his gaze to the newcomer. She looked about your age—nervous, but curious.

Leaning on the doorway, he asked, “And what’s your name, pretty girl?”