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"Wait! Mom? She will be back any minute now!" She said and the next moment a car drove in.
"CUT!" a man spoke address everyone in the house "and it's a rap, that was amazing Jonny, I think you are going to be the next big thing!" The man added.
"We had a total of 7.5 million views that is the highest view number we've gotten in 3 years, plus you have two meets later today with two of the most popular adult film industry in the would the 'AQA!' and 'AQAA!'.
"Wait what? Wow! That is big, but I have to ask though why do both industries have almost the same name?" Jonny asked.
"Ooh well welcome to our world, the world of adult film is full of competition and I think you just drew to yourself the attention of every single person out there both good and bad, prepare yourself." The director said as he left.
Jonny went straight to the bathroom and quickly got ready for the meetings just as he was instructed.
Jonny stood in front of his closet, staring at the options laid out for him. Despite the surreal situation, he wanted to make a solid first impression.
After all, these weren't just any meetings these were with the biggest names in an industry he'd never imagined being a part of.
He finally settled on an outfit: a sleek black button-up shirt, neatly tucked into dark gray tailored trousers, paired with polished leather shoes.
The look was mindful and demure yet exuded a quiet confidence. He rolled up the sleeves just slightly, revealing his toned forearms, and ran a hand through his hair to tame it.
"Alright, Jonny," he muttered to himself, staring at his reflection in the mirror. "Time to face this head-on."
As he stepped out of the house, he was greeted by the sight of a sleek black limousine parked at the curb.
The vehicle gleamed under the sunlight, its polished surface reflecting the world around it. A chauffeur stood by the door, tipping his hat as Jonny approached.
"Mr. Jonny, your car awaits," the driver said with a polite smile.
"Thanks," Jonny replied, sliding into the luxurious interior. The leather seats were soft and cool, and the faint scent of expensive cologne lingered in the air.
The drive was smooth and silent, giving Jonny time to collect his thoughts. He couldn't shake the director's words from earlier. Welcome to our world... the attention of every single person out there, both good and bad... He couldn't tell if it was a warning or a simple fact, but either way, it left him uneasy.
The limousine finally pulled up to a tall glass building with the bold letters "AQA!" etched across its front in gold. Jonny stepped out, his heart pounding as he adjusted his shirt and made his way inside.
The reception area was sleek and modern, with white marble floors and walls adorned with abstract artwork. A receptionist greeted him warmly and led him down a long hallway to a conference room.
Inside, three individuals sat at a polished table, their expressions sharp and assessing. The man in the middle stood and extended his hand. He was tall, with graying hair slicked back, and wore a suit that likely cost more than Jonny's entire wardrobe.
"Jonny, welcome," the man said with a smile. "I'm Mr. Carter, the head of AQA! These are my colleagues, Ms. Daniels and Mr. Holloway."
Jonny shook their hands and took a seat. The atmosphere in the room was intense, the kind that demanded confidence and composure.
"We'll get straight to the point," Mr. Carter began, sliding a folder across the table. "Your debut performance has caused a sensation. Over 7.5 million views in less than 24 hours—it's a record, and frankly, we're impressed."
Jonny blinked, his mind struggling to process the numbers. "Uh, thank you," he said, unsure of what else to say.
"We believe you have immense potential," Ms. Daniels chimed in, her tone cool and professional. "That's why we're prepared to offer you a starting contract of $50,000 per month. Of course, with the possibility of bonuses based on performance and viewership."
Jonny's jaw nearly dropped. Fifty thousand dollars a month? That was more than he'd ever imagined earning in his lifetime. He cleared his throat, trying to mask his surprise.
"That's... generous," he said, glancing at the contract in front of him. The terms were laid out in detail, but the sheer weight of the offer made it difficult to focus.
"We'd like an answer soon," Mr. Holloway added. "This is a competitive industry, and opportunities like this don't come around often."
Jonny hesitated, his mind racing. The money was tempting beyond tempting but the implications of committing to something like this weren't lost on him.
"I appreciate the offer," he said carefully, closing the folder. "But I'll need some time to think it over."
The three executives exchanged glances but nodded in unison.
"Fair enough," Mr. Carter said, standing to shake Jonny's hand again. "Take your time, but don't wait too long. We look forward to hearing from you."
Jonny left the building feeling a mix of emotions. The offer was life-changing, but the weight of the decision loomed over him like a shadow. He barely had time to process it before the limousine whisked him away to his next meeting.
The second destination was another impressive building, this time with the letters "AQAA!" emblazoned in silver. The interior was equally lavish, though it had a slightly more relaxed vibe than AQA!'s polished professionalism.
Jonny was led to another conference room, this one decorated with dark wood and plush chairs. The team waiting for him here was smaller—just two people—but their presence was no less commanding.
"Jonny!" a woman with striking red hair and a sharp suit said as she stood to greet him. "I'm Ms. Vega, and this is Mr. Hayes. We're thrilled to have you here."
"Thank you," Jonny replied, shaking their hands.
"Let's cut to the chase," Mr. Hayes said, his voice smooth. "Your performance has everyone talking, and we want to make you an offer that reflects your potential."
Ms. Vega slid a folder across the table, much like at the previous meeting. "We're offering $55,000 per month as a starting salary," she said, her eyes locking onto his. "With additional incentives for exclusive content."
Jonny's head spun. This offer was even higher than the first, and the stakes felt just as high.
"That's... very generous," he said, trying to keep his voice steady.
"Generous, but well-deserved," Ms. Vega replied with a smile. "You have a presence that's impossible to ignore, Jonny. We believe you're going to be a star."
Jonny forced a smile, nodding along as they explained the details of the contract. He felt the weight of their expectations pressing down on him, but he kept his composure.
"Thank you for the opportunity," he said as the meeting wrapped up. "I'll need a little time to consider everything."
"Take all the time you need," Mr. Hayes said with a grin. "But don't wait too long—offers like this don't stay on the table forever."
As Jonny left the building and climbed back into the limousine, he let out a long breath. Two meetings, two massive offers, and a world of pressure he'd never anticipated.
[So which company are you picking?] His system voice asked.