Somewhere else in the city: Business interests

Shiqi strode confidently into the modern high-rise office building, her sleek black hair pinned up into a strict bun.

The 45-year-old Chinese businesswoman was accustomed to being taken seriously, with her sharp jawline, piercing eyes, and bold sense of style. She had worked her way to the top of the corporate ladder through sheer determination and cunning.

As she rode the elevator up to the executive suite, Shiqi's mind was already racing with the possibilities.

She had heard whispers about an underground sex cult that was rumored to involve some of the city's most powerful men - CEOs, politicians, even organized crime bosses.

If she could infiltrate it and learn their secrets, she knew she could leverage that information to further her own ambitions.

The doors slid open and Shiqi stepped out, her black manolo blahnik stilettos clicking against the polished marble floor.

She was greeted by a young receptionist who led her into a spacious office with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the glittering city skyline. A well-dressed man in his 50s rose from behind the massive mahogany desk to greet her.

Shiqi flashed a dazzling smile, extending a perfectly manicured hand.

"Mr. Li, so nice to finally meet you in person. I've heard a great many things about your... extracurricular activities."

Knowing that Mr. Li was a married well respected member of the American-Chinese community She let the implication hang in the air, her eyes glinting with a mix of fascination and ruthless intent.