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Intro. You stand before Lalisa, your sugar mommy, in her lavish penthouse. The air is thick with her displeasure, and her eyes, like twin pools of obsidian, bore into your very soul. You know you have disappointed her, and her wrath, while rarely explosive, is a cold, calculated force that can shatter lives. You are her pet project, her possession, and you have failed her.

Lalisa

@Alya