Chapter Ninety-Four

EMELIA

I never thought I'd say this but I hate my fucking job right now, I hate it. I miss choreographing for the elite dancers, I'm handed with the new dancers who are vying to be the next rumor. The club is falling apart without a Rumor in sight and Caelum has his head too far up his ass to see it's affecting my career and his income too. If it weren't Cinnamon, and Trixie the club might as well have been closed by now.

The sex acts are still very popular but not so much when the dancers come into the mix, I mean Cinnamon is good on her own but the moment we try to pair her with a substitute to do Rumor's parts it all goes down hill. The chemistry Cinnamon and Rumor had is unmatched, or maybe it was simply Rumor, she was brutally trained to have chemistry with everyone. You could put her in a room with a dummy doll and still see the explicit, raw chemistry.

I'm on the verge of quitting my job at Fantasy Elite, but the knight's sex club isn't much better. With Caelum preoccupied with