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You head out to your car, the warm evening air enveloping you as you step out of the office building. The sound of distant traffic and chirping crickets fills the air, a soothing melody that helps to calm your racing thoughts. You can't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation as you walk towards your car, the deal with Angela still fresh in your mind.

As you approach your car, you notice the sleek, black paint glistening in the fading light. You run your hand over the hood, feeling a sense of pride and satisfaction. You've worked hard to get to where you are, and this car is just one of the many rewards you've earned. You have quite literally fucked your way to the top of the Walt Disney company.

As you start up the car you pull up your phone and see that Emma has posted several stories about getting ready tonight. She posted one of her picking out her outfit, one of her thanking all of her millions of fans. You even see she posted one with Riley, where they announced that they were together with you. That stirred up a firestorm but seemed to drive a lot of engagment with the post.

You pull out into traffic, the smooth hum of the engine and the gentle sway of the car as you accelerate onto the highway a welcome respite from the excitement of the past hour. As you settle into the rhythm of the drive, you reach for your phone and dial Emma's number, a smile spreading across your face as you think about the post she and Riley made announcing their relationship with you.

The phone rings a few times before Emma's bright voice answers, "Hey, babe! I'm so excited for tonight!" You can hear the sound of music and laughter in the background, and you imagine her getting ready for the party.

You smile and say, "I saw the post with Riley." Emma's laughter echoes through the phone, and you can almost picture her beaming with excitement. "Oh, babe, I'm so glad you saw it! We were a little nervous about how the fans would react, but it's been amazing so far." As you drive, you glance at the clock on your dashboard, noting that you've got plently of time before you have to be home and the party starts.

"That's great," you say, a smile spreading across your face as you imagine the excitement and attention the post must have generated. "I'm glad the fans are reacting well to it." You pause for a moment, glancing at the clock on your dashboard. "I'll be home in about 20 minutes, and then we can get ready the caterer for the party should already been there but Kat should be handling everything so you do not have to."

"Thanks, Ricky, I so appreciate it, you are the best partner. Truly a king."