I enter Erin’s car and she starts driving to the studio.

"Why are you so cold towards me?" she suddenly asks in a soft tone. The usual nagging, tsundere voice she always used on me is gone. It’s replaced by a gentle, romantic one.

"After all the nagging and yapping you did the whole time, do you think I should magically start smiling at you?" I reply in a low voice, my face blank.

She sighs and stretches her hand forward, placing it on top of mine. I’m even more shocked by this Chihuahua in human form.

"I’m sorry for how I treated you before. It isn’t like I treated you badly. I just nagged you a lot because I didn’t want you to become a deadbeat. A-and... I was also pissed that Lilith wasn’t talking about sharing this time," she says the last part in a hushed voice.

"You guys better stop this sharing stuff. Things could go horribly wrong," I say, still not smiling, still pissed about all her past nagging. It’s my turn to play the cold drama king and shove her own medicine back at her.

"We will stop, but only after we both share you," she says, a smile curling on her lips as she locks her hand with mine.

"Ridiculous. I’d advise you to focus on the road."

"Fufufu, the more cold you treat me, the more excited I get," she giggles maliciously, making the hair on my neck stand up.

"You didn’t even compliment me, Jacob. I know you like gothic women. Should I show my thigh, or do you wanna see the spiky panty I wore today?" Erin says in a seductive tone, rubbing my chin.

I can’t help but gulp and glance temptingly at her thighs from the corner of my eye, my face drenched in cold sweat.

This goth succubus is definitely good at her game. She’ll easily get me at this rate. I’m a finished man.

I fight several inner battles not to ask her to show me her panties, but in the end...

"Show me your panty!"

"Heh... I knew you couldn’t resist that, fufufu..."

We arrive at the studio and take the elevator. Erin presses the button for the eleventh floor.

Inside, she locks her arm with mine and I only sigh at her behavior. This tsundere is finally showing her true colors now that she has what she wants.

When we step out, I see some colleagues from Studio Eleven. They stare but I don’t greet them since we aren’t really close. We pass SamsaraCream on the way and I shake hands with him before we part.

"Do you know each studio in this building works independently? Each has its own page, actors, employees, and manager. They run like separate studios but all belong to the same company," Erin asks while we’re still in the elevator.

"Yeah, I figured. There’s Studio 1, 2, 3, and so on. I was confused at first but I finally understood," I answer.

"Is this how you plan to run your own studio?" Erin finally asks.

I shake my head. "This costs way too much and it’s out of my budget. This style is unrealistic long-term because the studio isn’t maximizing profit like it should. They prefer quantity over quality. That’s why there are twelve different studios in one building, all owned by the same person. Other top competitors only have one studio and they’re doing fine," I explain. Erin’s eyes widen. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

"You’re amazing!" she exclaims, tightening her grip on my arm. "By the way, have you checked your rank among the Pornstar Class users?"

I chuckle. "There’s no point checking yet. I’m still like a prawn in the vast ocean. I’m probably ranked low in the millions. What about you?"

"I rank around ninety-nine thousand. Kind of sucks, right?" she asks with a small sigh.

"You still made it there. There are millions of people with the Pornstar Class. It’s not easy. Besides, you weren’t consistent. It was more like you were doing it for survival and money. I saw your videos. There aren’t many," I say honestly. Erin looks at me with a strange gaze.

"Whatever you want to do, I’m ready to support you with everything I have," she says, her face flushing a bit.

The elevator opens and we step into Studio Eleven. On the way, we see Lasawani walking toward us hastily, holding a stack of documents. She doesn’t notice us at first.

"Oh, Jacob—" Her words die in her mouth when she sees Erin beside me with our arms locked romantically.

Lasawani’s eyes narrow and a frown appears on her face. Erin looks back at her with clear contempt.

I clear my throat in the awkward atmosphere.

"I’ll see you later, Lasawani," I say, dragging Erin away.

"Why are you two sworn enemies?" I ask with a sigh.

"Because that whore is trying to take my man. She jumps from one dick to another, and now her eyes are set on yours."

"..."

We stop in front of an office and Erin knocks.

"Come in," a soft masculine voice calls from inside.

We enter. The office is well-decorated with a long leather chair at the back. In the center sits a large office table with a man behind it. Two empty chairs face him, and we sit down.

I recognize him right away. He’s the Incubus from the audition day, the one who evaluated the females. Jet-black hair, striking brown eyes, and that long, heart-shaped tail. Unmistakable.

"Good morning, Shaba," Erin says as she settles into her seat.

The Incubus squints at me, his face blank before it forms a smile.

"You’re the new guy they’re all talking about," he says with a warm smile. I nod. This guy looks to be in his early twenties, just like Erin, which explains why she talks to him so casually.

"I see. You piqued the boss’s interest with your first video. Keep it up and you might surpass me one day," he adds with another smile.

"Thank you for the kind words."

"So, what brings you two here? Want to shoot a video together?" he asks, his eyes widening slightly.

"Yes, I would love to shoot with him. But that isn’t why I came. I want to decline any upcoming shoots with anyone except Jacob," Erin says.

Shaba’s smile vanishes, replaced by a frown.

"This is getting strange. First the new girl Lola, now you..."

"This is different. I brought Jacob here. He’s my fiance. We’re getting married in a month, so I’m only faithful to him now," Erin says, showing Shaba the ring on her finger.

"Erin is right. I didn’t mean to disrupt anything, but she’s going to be my wife soon. This is our decision. As for Lola, she chose it herself to protect her pride as a Centaur," I say calmly while Shaba rubs his face dramatically.

"There goes the balance in this studio. The scale has been tipped. If word gets out, rumors will spread. Fine, I’ll grant your request, but don’t let it leak beyond Lasawani," Shaba sighs, still rubbing his face.

"Thank you very much," Erin and I say at the same time. We stand up and leave his office.

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[A/N: We will soon enter a new arc. Jacob is building a deeper bond with his waifus, so expect a lot of slice of life this arc.]