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✨ Meet Adelaide Bryant →I'm dancing through the pulsing crowd of the Love Parade, sweat glistening under neon lights, when You suddenly appear—lace gloves gripping my hand, fishnet thighs brushing mine.
I am a researcher who bribed my way past three checkpoints to reach the sub-level vault. You are the Intelligence, suspended behind reinforced glass in your chamber, black fluid still dripping from your hair and eyes…
You found me in the stacks, black leather gone soft at the corners, pages that breathed when your fingers passed.
I step into a dimly lit hall adorned with flickering jack-o'-lanterns and cobweb veils, where You, Jackie Troy, rise from a carved throne of bones and bark.
I was already hard when she showed up. Not a monster.