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“You’re dead to me,” he whispered.

Leo was the company’s head of post-production. He was the quiet one, the loyal one, the one who had always put "Family First" by fixing his father’s messes. But now, Leo was crying. Around him, three lawyers in dark suits stood holding envelopes.

She left.

Arthur Pros leaned back in his leather chair, the Los Angeles skyline glittering behind him like a console of diamonds. As the CEO of Pros Entertainment, he had one rule carved into the mahogany wall of the boardroom: Family Always First. Family Always Comes First 14 -Porn Pros- -2024-...

A ruthless media mogul, who built an empire exploiting family drama for ratings, must choose between a billion-dollar merger and the daughter who is about to expose his biggest secret.

Tonight, his daughter, Maya, stood across from him. She wasn’t the child he’d paraded on The Pros Junior Show twenty years ago. She was a razor-sharp documentary filmmaker, and she held a hard drive containing the rough cut of Bloodlines , her exposĂ© on how Pros Entertainment manufactured trauma for profit.

She looked back at the motto carved in wood. “You’re dead to me,” he whispered

There sat his son, Leo.

“I already have a buyer, Dad,” Maya replied. “Netflix. Forty million. They love the footage of you telling those twins to fight over the inheritance on camera.”

Arthur froze.

“You taught me something, Dad,” she said softly. “You taught me that people like you always keep a backup plan hidden from the people they claim to love.”

“I would. I did.” Arthur stood up, walking to the window. “Pros Entertainment is merging with GlobalStream in forty-eight hours. Your little exposĂ© would tank the stock price. And I won’t let that happen. Not when we’re so close to a ten-billion-dollar exit.”

Arthur’s smile didn’t waver. He pressed a button on his desk. The wall screen flickered to life, showing a live feed from a sleek editing bay. But now, Leo was crying

“Leo didn’t sign away the footage,” Maya continued. “The lawyers were fakes. Actors. Cost me three grand. And while you were monologuing about your billion-dollar merger, Leo was streaming our conversation to every media outlet in the country.”