The Offer

That same night, after dinner, the Chronos Sentinel vibrated on Sam’s wrist.

“Sam,” Lila whispered inside his head, “Victor wants to see Stacy in his office now. Tell her to go down, it’s important.”

Stacy went down to Victor’s office. He greeted her with a calm smile and motioned for her to sit. A tablet lay on the desk.

“Stacy, I want to be honest with you about your future here,” Victor began. “You’re doing incredibly well. So well that you already have several patron requests interested in working with you.”

He opened the tablet and showed her the list:

**Patron Requests**

- **2 requests** — Silver Experience: **€3,000**

- **11 requests** — Gold Experience: **€5,000** (locked)

- **9 requests** — Diamond Experience: **€7,500** (locked)

- **5 requests** — Black Experience: **€10,000** (locked)

Stacy’s eyes widened at the amounts.

“My God… all that just for some photos?”

“Not just photos,” Victor replied calmly. “These are more complete and personal experiences. Most involve artistic nudes. There are many wealthy people looking for refined and exciting ways to spend their money. That’s what we offer them.”

Stacy shifted uncomfortably in her chair.

“Victor… I can’t keep doing this. I love working here and I feel very valued, but I don’t want to hurt Sam. I’ve noticed he’s changing.”

Victor nodded with understanding.

“I get it. You have moral boundaries and you respect them. That’s admirable.”

He paused and continued:

“Tell me something, Stacy… did you feel uncomfortable during the sessions you’ve already done?”

She shook her head.

“No… honestly, I loved them. I feel beautiful, desired… alive.”

Victor smiled softly.

“Then why set that limit now? Has Sam explicitly told you he doesn’t want you to continue?”

“No… he hasn’t said anything,” Stacy admitted. “But I can tell. He’s acting strange.”

Victor took a breath and leaned forward slightly.

“Stacy, sweetheart… I think it’s time you knew the truth.”

He showed her some data on the tablet.

“Thanks to Lila and the Chronos Sentinel, we know exactly how Sam reacts. Your husband masturbates regularly while looking at your photos. He’s done it several times, especially after the lilac lingerie session. His arousal levels are very high when he sees you enjoying yourself in front of the camera. He’s not suffering, Stacy… he’s excited. He’s changing because part of him wants to give you space to enjoy this.”

Stacy was stunned. An unexpected heat rose up her neck and cheeks.

“I… Sam masturbates to that?”

“Yes. And the bolder the sessions, the more excited he gets. He doesn’t want to burden you, so he says nothing.”

Stacy remained silent for a long time, processing the information. She was shocked… but she also felt a strange, pleasant tingling between her legs.

“I think I should talk to him…” she murmured.

“Now is not the best time,” Victor said gently, taking her hand across the desk. “He’s in a delicate process. Lila is helping him a lot. Stacy… tell me the truth. Do you like this job? Do you feel valued? Do you feel attractive?”

Stacy let out a deep sigh.

“I feel better than ever,” she confessed quietly. “I feel desired, valued… like never before. I don’t want this to end. But I don’t want to hurt Sam either.”

Victor smiled with understanding.

“According to the data, the idea of hurting him is already off the table. His masturbation sessions confirm that.”

A heavy silence fell. Victor gently squeezed her hand.

“I suggest you continue with the sessions you already have unlocked. They’re not that different from what you’ve already done. Keep saving money for your future. Have some fun and give Sam a few days to adapt. What do you say?”

Stacy bit her lower lip. A shy but clear mischievous smile began to form on her face.

Victor gave her a knowing smile in return.

“Understood then,” he said. “Think about what your next job will be and I’ll prepare it.”