Lilith.

A pang of shock hit me like a ton of bricks as I read the message, gasping in disbelief.

I was certain it wasn't my imagination.

That dude wanted to see me.

My heart sank into the dark, bottomless pit of my stomach as fear clogged my chest.

I looked familiar. How?

I hissed in frustration, mumbling curse words.

This situation was one that I dreaded before taking this stupid job.

What would the person think about me when he finds out that I was the one behind the mask, dancing like a horny slut.

What if he spread my videos all over the city, tarnishing my image?

Luckily,...