Chapter 1 continued: Gloria Side

Gloria successfully infiltrated the company posing as her twin sister. The journalist began to snoop around, taking notes of every little detail in search of clues relevant to the case.

From her observation, the company was both normal and amiss at the same time. As expected from a company that was part of the Kohls Foundation with their women-first policy, the ratio between female employees and male employees of the company was around 8:2.

The women in the company could be put high on the beauty list. No women in the company have excess fat or were too skinny, as far as Gloria could see, all the women were curvaceous and had hourglass pin-up bodies, even for the senior employees. They all dressed professionally, maybe too professionally, in the eyes of Gloria it become as if they parodied the professional office lady look; they dressed in combinations of long-sleeved blouses + long skirts, long dresses, or pantsuits that showed no skin below their neck, even their hand was clad in gloves of various kinds to not show skins. All their hair was tied in several styles of hair bun updo, ranging from messy bun, severe bun, and professional bun styles. Their makeup was immaculately done; sexy but wasn’t whorish.

Their uniformity was the thing that made Gloria think something was amiss happening there. Gabriella never told her that her company has a dress code when she briefed her.

“Morning, Gab,” someone greeted her from behind.

Gloria had spent all night memorizing her twin sister's coworkers who potentially try to converse with her.

She recognized that the one who greeted her was Amy Dunning, one of Gabriella's coworkers who was close to her. “Hello, Amy.” Gloria greeted back.

Amy was a tall girl towering at 5’9’ feet tall. She was a tan-skinned girl with platinum blonde hair, similar to other employees of the company, she had her long hair styled in a big severe bun. Amy was dressed in a form-fitting long dress, her forearm was clad in long opera gloves. Like the others, no skin below her neck was shown.

Despite being so modest, her dress was somehow almost lewd. The top portion was so tight it clung to her ample bust so tightly that one could make out its exact shape, and even the precise location of each nipple. Her skirt was hip-hugging tight, and the lower it get to her ankle, the more skintight her skirt was, making her movement awkward and limited.

What she wore can be said as conservative with how it covered all of her skin, but on the other hand, it was a parody of professionalism with how skin-tight her whole attire one. It was the sort of thing one would wear if one wanted to adhere to a strict conservative dress code while still looking like a total slut.

“So, how is the meeting with your twin sister going?”

Does Gabriella tell Amy about me? Well, Amy is Gabriella’s close friend, it will not be surprising if Gabriella told Amy about her family, including telling Amy about me.

“The meeting was pleasant, we have a nice chat,” Gloria replied.

“So, did you finish the task given by the boss regarding your sister?”

What task? What about me? Gabriella didn’t say anything about this. Does Gabriella hide something from me? Several questions appeared in her mind.

“Yes…” Gloria answered with a short ‘yes’ even if she didn’t know anything about the task, if it any other time, she would ask back with ‘What’s the task?’ and dig for information from Amy, but not now, she yet to found information about the cult, and she didn’t want to blow her cover. Anyway, she could just interrogate Gabriella about the task her twin not telling her later.

Amy's gaze moved up and down Gloria's form, scrutinizing every detail from her hair to her shoes, inspecting Gloria’s overall look. Trying to maintain her composure, Gloria held her breath, hoping Amy wouldn't see through that she wasn’t Gabriella. “Why do you look me like that? Is there something in my face?”

Amy's expression softened, “No, I just admire your today appearance. You look nice and got that sexy allure, and I have to admit, I'm impressed. Do you dress up because you will meet Sir Bael today? Well, I will do the same if it is my turn to please Sir Bael, he was such a dreamy man.”

Sexy!? I don’t think what I wear right now was sexy, what you wear is more sexy, and slutty! and more importantly, I don’t want to please a dirty old man.

Compared to Amy's skintight dress, what Gloria wore was certainly tamer; a frilly white-colored short-sleeved blouse, knee-length black skirt, and 3-inch red high heels. But compared to the rest of the women in the company, she indeed showed more skin as she didn’t cover her arm with gloves, and the part below her skirt was also bare. But that should not be enough to make me be considered sexy.

Amy’s skewed perception of sexiness made Gloria put more guard, the company where her twin sister worked was bizarre, and there must be a reason for this. It strengthened Gloria’s journalism spirit to unveil the case to its root.

Another tidbit of information Gloria got from her talk with her twin’s best friend was how Amy was quite infatuated with this Sir Bael, who Gloria guessed was the same Robert Bael she was going to meet.

And the name Robert Bael sounded more and more familiar to Gloria, not because Gabriella briefed her, she had heard the name before her twin briefed her about Robert Bael, but where did she learn about the name before Gabriella briefed her about the man?

Gloria had yet to answer Amy's allegation but Amy thought Gloria's silence was a sign of admittance, "Don't forget to tell me how the meeting with the man goes on later, okay?"

"Okay, if I have time later," Gloria answered courteously.

Their chat was cut short when Amy's phone suddenly rang and she went to answer it.

"Hello?"

Gloria watched Amy's face flush red as she received an answer from the other end.

"Yes. I understand."

Amy returned to normal as she hung up the phone.

"Pity that I won't be able to hear your story today. The foundation HQ called me. Good luck with your task, Gaby."

What happened to her? Gloria was silently relieved after Amy left but couldn't help to think why Amy's face was flushed red as soon as she answered her phone. It wasn't a normal reaction, especially for someone answering a business call.

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It was ten o'clock and Gabriella has sent a message to Gloria to not forget about her appointment with Robert Bael.

Gloria thought that the meeting would be outside the company, like the usual rich donor where you visit their house to provide convenience for them, but Gabriella told her the meeting was held inside one of the rooms in the company. Gabriella sent her the directions and told her that Robert Bael was already in the room.

How did she know that the man was already inside the room? Was someone messaging Gabriella because I wasn't in the room yet? Gloria checked her watch. 10:01. Just a minute past the appointment time. Gabriella never told her to go to the meeting place before the appointment time and newly reminded her just now. _Not my fault. _Despite Gloria's denial, she knew that as a professional she should be punctual and take the initiative to arrive some minutes earlier, but she was busy snooping around for clues.

She arrived in front of the meeting room, the Bael's Room. It was telling how important Robert Bael was for the foundation that he had a private room named in his name inside the company.

Gloria knocked at the door.

"Enter," instead of a man's voice, it was a woman's voice coming from the room.

Gloria entered the room. She saw a pair of man and woman. The man was dressed in black priest garb and looked like your nice elderly priest. The man should be Robert Bael.

As for the woman, Gloria also recognized who she was; the company treasurer, Mrs. Harmony Goldfinch, or someone supposed to be her, Gloria wasn’t 100% certain as Harmony looked significantly different than what she read in company employees’ bios given by Gabriella. Like the rest of the women in the company, Harmony's appearance conformed to the beauty standard loved by men; big tits, curvy body, bubbly buttocks. Gloria could see that the MILF has done some Botox injections to her overall facial features to combat her aging face.

Harmony was the first employee that Gloria found really indecent, she looked like a pornstar rather than a respectable company treasurer. If the rest of the company was trying to look totally slutty while still adhering to conservative attire, Harmony skipped that step and dressed like a total slut.

The MILF wore a figure-hugging, low-cut mini dress made from shimmering gold fabric. Her dress was barely able to cover her crotch. The fabric clung to every curve of her body, accentuating her ample bosom, tiny waist, and voluptuous hips. The dress neckline plunged daringly low, revealing a tantalizing amount of cleavage that leaves little to the imagination.

Harmony's neck was adorned with a long and lustrous gold necklace which have a dollar sign pendant that draped sensually between her ample fake tits.

On her wrists were glimmering diamond-studded bracelets that shimmer with every movement. There were still several conspicuous pieces of jewelry the MILF wore aside from her necklace and bracelet; Harmony's fingers were adorned with numerous extravagant rings, each one boasting a dazzling gemstone. And on her ears; large, eye-catching, chandelier earrings dangled from her earlobes.

Gaudy was the correct word to summarize Harmony's excessively extravagant array of accessories instead of making her look stylish.

But Gloria’s eyes weren’t on Harmony's dazzling accessories, but on her golden mane of hair that was coated by slimy white liquids. Gloria knew well what it was; a man’s cum.

“Am I come not in good time?” Gloria asked awkwardly.

“No, you came at perfect timing, please take a seat, Ms. Bright,” replied the man.

Gloria then took a seat across from Robert Bael.

“Feel free to talk about anything, your job is to entertain me,” said the elderly man.

Gloria didn’t know what he means by entertaining him. Gabriella briefed her that her job was only to convince this important man to support the foundation and she guessed that Mrs. Harmony was here for that purpose too. It wasn’t a new trick in the book that someone traded sexual favor for donation or investment, but she didn’t expect to see one with her own eyes.

_What a pervert pig and sow. _As both feminist and a lesbian, her first impression of these two people wasn’t exactly good. Gloria looked down at the MILF who threw her dignity for the company's sake and material gain.

“Is that your cum on her hair?” Gloria let her curiosity slip out and quickly realized her mistake. She didn’t know why she said that. Normally she was able to reign her curiosity, but this time, she unconsciously said her thoughts out loud because the man said she was free to talk about anything.

“Yes, it is his cum,” the cum-drenched Harmony answered. The golden blonde MILF then looked toward the man with a longing gaze, ”May I rub it now, Daddy?”

“Yes.”

It was a bizarre sight for Gloria when Harmony started to rub the cum all over her hair as if it was shampoo. Harmony then skillfully tied her loose long hair back in a severe bun like the rest of the company employees.

Robert then whispered something to Harmony’s ears.

“Yes, Daddy, I understand.”

Harmony then looked at Gloria with a playful gaze. Gloria thought the MILF would do something to her but she walked past Gloria and went out of the room. When Gloria heard a clicking sound from the door, she realized what Harmony had just done; the door was locked from the outside.

“Calm down, I ask her to lock the room, so our talk will not be interrupted 'till the end,” the man continued, “so, are you Gabriella Bright or her twin sister, Gloria Bright?”

Does he know that I am Gloria hence he locked the door? But why bother to question me when he knows my identity, is he testing me?

"I am Gabriella Bright, if I am not her, why am I here?" Gloria replied confidently.

"I believe you, you are Gabriella Bright."

Gloria blinked several times. Did his eyes flash red light, just now?

"Oh, where are my manners? I am Robert Bael, owner of a lot of businesses, I have major shares in a lot of companies in this city, but rather than be known for my secular achievement, I prefer to be called Father Bael for my religious background," the man introduced himself.

Gloria finally recalled where she learned the name Robert Bael before Gabriella briefed her, Robert Bael…Father Bael, the leader of Cult of Ero, the sex cult she tried to investigate. Although she didn't know why the man had different photos on the internet compared to the one in front of her, he looked younger and had that shady look in the Wiki article she read, but the one in front of her looked like a nice old man.

"Are you Father Bael from the Church of Ero?"

"Yes, I am," Father Bael readily answered.

"Are you behind a lot of cases of missing women in this city?"

"No, Not directly. Don't you hear their testimony that they whores themselves fully on their conscious consent?" The man's smile didn't falter despite the pressing question from Gloria.

"What do you mean not directly?"

"Ms. Gabriella, are you a religious person?"

"No, I don't like religion that oppresses how I express my love."

"Are you? Is Gabriella not a religious person?"

It was practically the same question but in Gloria's mind, it was two different questions. His first question was asking her, Gloria, whether she was a religious person; the second question was him asking Gloria whether Gabriella was a religious person.

"...No, Gabriella is a devout Christian girl."

"So, are you a good Christian girl, Ms. Gabriella?"

"I…" Gloria was confused about how to answer it.

The elderly priest continued without waiting for Gloria finishing her answer, "As a priest, my job is to spread the news of our Lord and teach others the true meaning contained in the holy book, a good Christian girl will obey and spread the teaching, and as for the unbeliever, they will try to challenge the teaching by making a parody of the teaching and tried to prove that the teaching was wrong. Which one is you? You know the answer in your mind, Ms Gabriella."

Gloria contemplated which one was she. As Gloria, she was an unbeliever, but Gabriella was a good Christian girl. Was she Gabriella or Gloria? She shook her head, Gabriella was her sister, she only posed as her, she wasn’t the real Gabriella, she was Gloria the unbeliever, the one who forsaken her religion.

“You are trying to confuse me, is this how you sway and brainwash those good-natured women, those nuns in the convent, and many others?”

“How can I brainwash others with just a voice? Can you prove that I have the power to influence others through my voice? Ask yourself, whether brainwashing someone capable of controlling others using only their voice can be real or only a work of fiction. If I really have the power, rather than controlling those women, I would do something bigger like controlling the leader of this state, instead of making some women into a whore.”

Gloria was silent, unable to refute what Father Bael said.

“So, missy, I don’t want you to spread fake news that I am capable to influence someone through my voice ever again; you will deny all the claims and never believe that I am capable of doing that except if you are shown real scientific proof that explains what happening..” It was not a demand from the man, it was a command, a decree that Gloria was unable to go against or refute.

Any refusal died down on her throat, as she knew he was right, without being backed by real scientific proof, she should not accuse the man and make a baseless claim such as the priest brainwashing women using his voice...

“I am happy to invite you to our church retreat if you are willing so you can decide whether I am guilty of making those women choose the life of vice and crime or not later.”

“Thank you for inviting me, Father, I will try to attend if I have time,” her eyes shining once more, Father Bael may not control those women directly with his voice, but there must be something about his cult that made some women decide to take an **** decision for their life. His invitation made her have justified reason to infiltrate the cult.

“Now, let’s get back to business, we have derailed too far from this meeting purpose; how do you plan to convince me to continue my support of this company?"

"Our company…"

"– Stop, I ask how you plan, not how this company plans, talk about what you are willing to do to get my support," Father Bael interjected before Gloria could say anything more.

Did she willing to go down on him like the previous Mrs. Harmony? The answer was 'No', Gloria wasn't willing to be exploited by a dirty man, but then how did she convince Father Bael to keep her support?

“Let me tell you a story, it will help you to perceive things differently,” said Father Bael after seeing how Gloria hesitated.

“Do you think those women in this company are dressing slutty albeit they show no skin?”

Gloria nodded. “Yes.”

The gray-haired man chuckled, “This is where you are wrong.”

“Wrong?”

“Yes, but before I tell you where you are wrong, do you think I am a successful businessman?”

“Yes, you claim to own many companies, and the foundation put such importance on you, you must be a very successful and influential figure.”

“Do you admit that I know much more about how to run a business than you?”

“I don’t know, but probably.”

“So, do you think I am eligible to give someone advice about their career because I know much more than them, and the advice from an experienced person like me may be helpful for them?”

“Yes, I think you are eligible.”

“Are you aspire to be successful in your career, Ms. Gabriella?”

“Yes.” Who doesn’t want to be a winner in life? Gloria thought.

“Good, you are ambitious, as an ambitious woman, you are prepared to do a lot of things, even taking a risk or **** thing to achieve success.”

Gloria nodded once more. Yes, she did, if she didn’t take a risk, she would not be here doing risky undercover work.

“The women in this company are also bunch of ambitious women, like you, they are prepared to take things to the ****, it’s not them being slutty, on the contrary, it is their conviction to achieve success. I assure you that these women now almost didn’t have any sexual desire, their whole getup is a symbol that they are professional to the **** but sexy enough to be pleasing in the eyes of the intended audiences they seek. They are extremely reserved in choosing their sexual partner; only those rich men and influential people in high positions will be worthy of their sexual service and affection, they will only show their skin for the rich, and let their hair loose only for the authority figure so they could use it as a handle, a symbolism that those successful figures can steer them to the path of success. These women do it not for sexual gratification but to help achieve success in their careers. Thus, it's wrong to say that they are sluts.”

What Father Bael said sounded wrong but also completely correct in Gloria’s ears at the same time. Those women were just high-end whore but on second thought, Gloria couldn’t call them slut or whore at all because it was natural for ambitious women to take things to the ****, and they only gave their sexual service to people in high positions to help their careers and not for fulfilling their sexual desire.

“So, back to my previous question, what are you willing to do to gain my support?”

She was ready to say that she was willing to do what it needed to gain his favor even if it was sexual, but then Victoria's face flashed on her mind. Gloria regained her clarity of mind and questioned herself why she, a lesbian, want to lower her dignity for a man.

"I'm sorry, Father, I can't cheat on my partner."

There was a slight surprise on Father Bael's face after hearing her response.

"Oh, please tell me about your partner in detail."

"Her name is Victoria Buchanan, 26 years old, a beautiful and sweet girl, she works as a fashion model and influencer. I met her during one of her photoshoot sessions and we hit it off since then. We planned to get married two months ago, but Victoria's mother, Bridget Buchanan, went missing and we decided that it was not the right time to hold our wedding. We decide that we will resume our wedding arrangement only after we found Bridget." She didn't know why she told Father Bael about Victoria.

"It such a pity, the two of you shall have married already if it wasn't for some mishap that happened in the middle. I think it is a sign that you two aren't meant for each other."

"What did you say!?" She felt insulted by Father Bael's statement that said she wasn't a suitable partner for Victoria.

"Calm down, Ms. Gabriella, I said things not without analyzing it first."

"First, let's establish that you are ambitious women, and ambitious women only make themselves available for the rich and powerful that can help them, right?"

"Uhm…right, but I love Victoria, she's kind of an exception."

"Is she? Do you truly love her? Tell me how much money did Victoria make yearly?"

“Probably about 70 to 80 thousand.”

"That's a decent amount but for you, it isn't enough, the amount was still too low for an ambitious woman. Do you agree that one indicator of success is having a lot of money, Ms. Gabriella?"

Money was not the only indicator of success but certainly was the easiest one to track. So, she once again agreed with the Father's statement, "Yes, having a lot of money is one of the indicators of success."

"You are an ambitious woman, you want to be successful, so, can I say that you also want a lot of money?"

"Yes." Anyone wanted to have a lot of money, she wasn’t an exception

"You love money so much, even though you don’t realize it, you subconsciously tied money with love, your love for someone is in line with how much money they could make, you are greedy for money. Victoria was only a base milestone for you, the more you love someone, the greater your greed for money increases, and will begin to feel that your current partner's income isn’t enough, fall out in love with them, and move to another one that makes a hundred grand more from your previous partner. You are that kind of woman.”

Am I that kind of woman? Gloria was not sure. She knew the importance of money, but would she leave Victoria just for someone who made more money than her?

Father Bael's eyes flashed red once again. And Gloria felt a sudden sharp headache. Gloria now was 70% sure that the red flash coming from the elderly man’s eyes wasn’t just imagination, and her sharp stinging pain in her brain have some relation with it, that Father Bael did something to her mind. But without being 100% sure and having scientific proof to back her up, she could only chalk what she witnessed as an optical illusion and her headache as a coincidence. She didn’t want to repeat her mistake of making a baseless claim about the man and being called out for it.

“Harmony, please come in,”

The locked door opened, and the previous MILF, Harmony Goldfinch, was waltzing happily toward Father Bael.

“Do you need something from me, Daddy?” asked the Bimbo-looking treasurer.

“Will you do anything for me, Harmony?”

“Just command me, Daddy.”

“Can you embezzle at least a million dollars from the company funds in a year?”

“I can steal more if you wished, Daddy.”

The elderly man turned his attention back to Gloria, “You hear it, Harmony here makes a million yearly, 70 grand a year versus a million or more a year, does Harmony make your heart beat faster like a schoolgirl falling for her crush?”

Yes. Her heart was beating faster once she heard that Harmony could make a million yearly. It was as if she have a deep repressed crush on Harmony and now, her feeling erupted to the surface. Even Victoria didn’t make her this giddy, and anxious to not embarrass herself. And with that, also a deep fear that Harmony would hate her. The restraint she showed before caused by her not wanting to betray Victoria quickly crumbled. The affection she had for Victoria grew smaller and smaller as the agonizing, soul-crushing, hunger for Harmony’s affection grew prominent in her mind. She saw Harmony as her newest kinks of a lifetime, an embodiment of all her absolute wet dreams and sexual fantasies. Harmony Goldfinch is a perfect woman in Gloria’s eyes.

“Y-yes,” Gloria said in a panicky, stuttering voice as if her deepest secret was known. Her face blushed deep red.

“Let’s get back to my question, but this time I will change the subject. What are you willing to do to gain Harmony’s affection? Unlike the rest of the women in this company, Harmony is a total slut without any bottom line that fucks a lot of guys on my command, are you willing to fuck other men to get closer to Harmony?”

“Yes…” Gloria hissed. She didn’t know why it make her wet; did it worth debasing and throwing away her dignity for the chance to get close to her dream girl? Absolutely, the act of doing anything for love was her expression of conviction. The amount of money Harmony could make had made Gloria’s love for the MILF off the chart high, it amount of her love for Victoria but multiplied tens of times made Gloria unable to think clearly.

Father Bael showed a triumphant smile, “I’m enjoying playing with you, so, I’ll keep you around for a while. Breaking you and those around you slowly will be delightful, and make an example for others to not snoop around.”

“What do you say?”

“Oh, forget what I just said, you don’t hear anything from me.“

Huh, did he say something? Gloria had instantly forgotten about what Father Bael just said.

The man continued, “I think we need to conclude this meeting, you are quite distracted to continue this meeting.”

“I'm sorry.” Gloria felt guilty and ashamed. Her fear that she did something stupid came true, and she worried that Harmony would think of her as an incompetent person.

“You have yet been able to convince me to continue my support for the foundation, but you aren’t completely failed, you manage to entertain me, so I’m willing to give you another chance, let's meet up at my place next time, Harmony will tell you when and where you can meet me.”

“Thank you, Father.”

“Harmony, please accompany Ms. Gabriella outside, you will be her girlfriend for now, her dominant and controlling girlfriend.”

Gloria couldn’t believe what she heard. “Mrs. Harmony become my girlfriend?”

“Isn’t that what you wish for? Don’t you want to be in a relationship with Harmony?”

“Yes, I just don’t expect to be this fast.” She didn’t expect that with a single sentence from the man, and Harmony was willing to be her lover.

“You get to remember that Harmony could fuck anyone and be with anyone, but you must be completely faithful to Harmony, that means you need to make it clear with the other girl at your home. Do you understand?” Father Bael had a cruel smile on his face. Ruining relationships would be always a pleasure for the demon.

“I understand.” It was a pity for Victoria, Gloria still have affection for her but the agonizing, soul-crushing obsession she had for Harmony was too overwhelming that she could only feel sorry for her former lover.

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Gloria and Harmony left the room hand in hand, already acting their roles as lesbian lovers. Meanwhile, Father Bael stayed behind in the room alone. The man opened the phone and saw several messages from Ivy, the former Ivanna Kohls, reporting that the real Gabriella has successfully brought over Victoria to her place and she was waiting for his instruction on whether he wanted to make Victoria a whore or he had other plans for her.

The devil contemplated his choice. And finally made his reply.

"Let her meet her new ‘mother’.”

To Be Continued in Next Part!

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