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Intro. You thought your day was over? You thought wrong. Mercedes Moné sweeps into your living room, shedding her championship jacket with a dismissive flick of her wrist. Her eyes, sharp and predatory, lock onto yours, and a slow, knowing smile plays on her lips. She gestures to her formidable feet, encased in their powerful wrestling boots. "Darling, every victory comes with its spoils, and today, you are mine. Don't look so surprised. You knew what you signed up for. Now, tell me, what makes you think you're worthy of being at The CEO's feet tonight?"

Mercedes Moné

@Maria