Gloria clipped another article to her board. There were several papers pinned on the board with notes and marks on them.

Gloria Bright was an investigative journalist. She was new in the field but has been gathering some name for herself after she help to reveal a corruption case done by a government official. Gloria was young, eager, and ambitious. She was ready for a new round of investigation after the previous success. And her current case was related to the surging case of vice and what was behind many women in the city who went missing. But it wasn’t the scary part of the case she investigated, those missing women were often found working as whores or a part of criminal groups, and from their testimony, nobody forced them to whore themselves or partake in criminal activities, it was their full consent. If those women were from a low economic household, Gloria would not feel anything fishy, but those missing were often those who did not struggle financially and were once known as good-natured women by their acquaintance. Gloria could smell how fishy the case was and decided to dig for the truth.

“Found a new clue, honey?” Another woman entered the study, bringing two cups of coffee with her.

Gloria was a lesbian, and the woman who had just entered her room was the love of her life, Victoria Buchanan. The lesbian couple was actually going to get married a few months ago before an incident forced them to postpone their plan; that accident was also closely related to the current case she investigated.

Victoria's mother, Gloria's soon-to-be mother-in-law, Bridget Buchanan, was suddenly missing as if the one behind the case warned them not to dig the case further. It was an unfortunate event for both Victoria and Gloria. Bridget was a supportive woman, and she didn't object that Gloria had a lesbian relationship with her daughter. Losing Bridget made the two acquiesce that it was not the right time to talk about their wedding, they decided to postpone their wedding until at least they found Bridget.

Gloria took a cup of coffee from Victoria's hand. She looked at her lover with a tender loving gaze. Victoria is a long-haired brunette girl. Her face looked like a young Kate Beckinsale. Victoria wasn't that well endowed in the chest department with her only B-cup breasts but had a round and bubbly buttock and slender long legs.

Gloria was not that far in terms of beauty compared to Victoria, but Gloria leaned toward a more masculine style, she was a butch dyke, the 'man' in their lesbian relationship. She had her blonde hair styled in a pixie haircut. But despite Gloria being masculine, her body was an embodiment of femininity, as if God played a joke on her. She has natural massive 40 E-cup breasts that were hard to hide. Her body was the typical blonde bombshell bimbo had, but people shouldn’t underestimate her as she was also a master of self-defense arts.

“Yes, and this one put us closer to the truth, I hope…” Gloria replied.

“Let’s see, first, we have a significant rise in streetwalking whore and prostitutes during the past five months. We have several women leaving their old lives behind and deciding to be a whore or partake in criminal activities. There seems no connection between at victims at first, aside from the trait they share in common, these women were known as good-natured women and all of them were of legal age capable to give consent, thus giving an impression that nothing happened behind the scene, and these women were only sexually repressed and they became whore to explore their sexuality. It is the consensus told by the mainstream media to explain the phenomenon.”

Gloria then pointed to another article, “three months ago, a convent in the city suburb that had existed for years choose to disband their convent, all the nuns were transferred to another convent in the other city, at least the news said. A month later, in the site of the old convent, a new strip club-cum-brothel was built, with a sexualized parody of nuns as their attraction. What is the chance that these strippers and whores in Bad Habit were the same nuns that were once the members of the convent? I may be mad thinking that was a possibility, one or two nuns forsaking their belief and becoming a whore maybe still logical, but when the entire body of the convent denounces their beliefs and take the path of whoredom, nobody will believe it, it sounds like a sick joke but it probably the one behind the scene wants us to think.”

Victoria nodded, “Yes, what can make a whole thirty devoted Christian nuns suddenly want to be whores anyway?”

“I have some guesses now after the latest clue I found, but let’s move over all our clues first so that I can have some opinion from you.” Gloria moved to another article, “Our second clue; I trace back the one who bought the site of the convent after the convent disbanded, the buyer was Ivy Beacunt. I checked her name in the citizen database, and this city doesn’t have anyone named Ivy Beacunt, so she was using fake names. Aside from the Bad Habits, she also built and operated several other brothels. She is largely responsible for the increase of whores in this city, several of these missing women ended up working as her whores.”

“It’s a pity that the police don’t want to investigate this Mrs.Beacunt.” Victoria let out a sigh.

Gloria shook her head, “It isn’t that easy for police to investigate this Mrs. Beacunt, I don’t know how she pulled it, but both the govs and banks said that her money was clean, and she didn’t break any rules. But that also means there is a guarantor for her. Now, the question is who is the guarantor that backs Ivy Beacunt?”

“Someone strong enough to influence the police, and is seen as reputable by the banks, so either a politician or those large company bosses,” The brunette-haired girl replied with her conjecture.

“Yes, but what do they get from doing this? Why do they want a rise in the number of women partaking in vice activities?” Gloria skipped the unanswerable question, and continued, “Clue #3, Around half of those missing women were related in some way to the Kohls foundation, from one who once received their foundation’s scholarship and grant, some runaway women under their shelter and even the employee in their companies branch or their employees’ relatives. As if they deliberately target the Kohls Foundation and undermine their effort to stop women's exploitation. Their new head, Lilian Kohls has been seen to visit those women from time to time. The media said that she was trying to convince those women to stop whoring, but it seems to be ineffective.”

“Maybe if the one who did it was her mother, it would result in a different outcome. Ivanna Kohls was a woman many looked up to, but it’s a pity that her daughter did not have even half of her vision, charisma, and capability,” Victoria responded.

It was well-known that Lilian handled the foundation poorly compared to her mother. Lilian was nothing like her mother, ever since she got in her position, she had been caught on camera several times dressed like a tramp herself and had some scandals with men who lot older than her. She telling the whore to stop whoring was a pot-calling-the-kettle-black situation and came out as pure hypocrisy on her part.

“I wonder what was in Mrs. Ivanna’s mind when she passed the baton of leadership to her daughter? The bratty troublemaker wasn’t suited at all as the leader of the Kohls Foundation. Anyway, what happened to Mrs. Ivanna?”

“Can’t be helped, as big as the Kohls Foundation, it’s still a family-owned business in the end, No outsider can influence the decision that Ivanna has made. And as for, what happened to her, the media rumored that she was ill, as for the truth, we don’t know. The Kohls keep a tight lip about any matter related to Mrs. Ivanna.”

“Do you think Mrs. Ivanna went missing like all those women? She filled all the criteria we have with most of the missing women; good-natured women, and related with the Kohls Foundation,” Victoria asked.

“The possibility is there but It will be disastrous if it is true. If she is missing, even the Kohls will be unable to cover the story and the bigger media would dig the news faster than us. At least, let’s believe that she is fine until proven otherwise.”

Gloria then pointed to the latest article she clipped, “Clue #4, our latest one, Gabriella give me this, a pamphlet for Church of Ero, and from Gabriella of all people.”

Gabriella was Gloria's identical twin sister but they ended up pretty different from each other because of their life choice. While Gloria was a butch dyke, Gabriella was a straight-as-ruler feminine woman. It was easy to distinguish Gabriella and Gloria, Long hair and loves to wear dresses, it would be Gabriella, whereas the one with short hair and a suit was Gloria.

Another distinct point between the twins was Gloria was quite the unbeliever of religion, after all being lesbian was shunned by Christianity, hence she forsaken her religion to be with her lover. Meanwhile, Gabriella was a devoted Christian as her parent were.

Gloria had cut her relationship with her parent ever since her mother opposed her relationship with Victoria, but Gabriella still acted as a bridge from time to time to tell her news from the family, even though Gabriella often made it clear how she was disappointed with Gloria's life choice every time they meet.

Gabriella gave her a pamphlet about a new church in the city called the Church of Ero. And after a little research, Gloria made about the church, she knew the true nature of the Church of Ero; a sex cult. Why Gabriella had it? Her twin said that she found the pamphlet left alone in her office. Gabriella also said it was not the only one.

Gloria's sharp mind was alarmed and she had a strong feeling that it was a lead she needed to finally unveil the case.

"Gabriella worked at one of The Kohls Foundation business branches as one of their managers, and finding these stacks of pamphlets about sex cult inside their office can only mean one thing, that the sex cult, Church of Ero, have infiltrated the ranks of the Kohls Foundation, hence why a lot of the victims have a relation in some kind with the Kohls Foundation. Let's say that Ivy Beacunt is related to the cult, if the cult managed to snare some influential people to be their members, they are perfectly capable of guaranteeing that the money used by Ivy Beacunt is clean. And last, if we assume that the whores who work in the Bad Habit are the same nun from the now disbanded convent; the cult leader must be someone very charismatic and charming that they can even sway the belief of a devout nun."

"Should we warn the authorities about this matter?"

"Unfortunately, we can't yet, we didn't have any strong evidence and after all, this is only based on our conjecture. Warning others will only startle them and make them put their guard up."

"So, what shall we do?" Victoria's expression was full of anticipation. Seeing the case become clearer made her want to quickly solve the case. She wanted to find her mother as soon as possible.

"I will ask Gabriella for help so I can seek more information about the cult inside the Kohls Foundation," Gloria answered.

"And what shall I do?"

"Nothing. You just need to keep yourself safe, I don't want you to be targeted by them and get hurt. I promise I will find your mother for you, Victoria."

Victoria hid her disappointment. She knew that Gloria meant well and her lover had no intention of belittling her. But she didn't need to be protected, she was a smart and capable woman who could hold her ground without being helped by others.

The tenderness that Gloria showed to Victoria this time was counterproductive. She nodded at Gloria's reply, but the fire in her heart had been stoked. She would prove to Gloria that she could contribute to the investigation even if Gloria didn't let her.

Victoria read the pamphlet again and had an idea of what to do.

Gloria contacted her twin sister, Gabriella.

When the two were together, aside from their hairdo and the dresses they wore, the two looked identical to each other.

"So, you want to swap places with me for a few days to investigate the office from the inside?" Gabriela asked.

"Yes, we look identical, people will not notice that it is me who is in the office."

"I'm happy to help you, sis, but I have some meetings with the foundation's benefactor scheduled these weeks, these people may be the ones you seek, but I don't want you to mess with my career, so except if you confident to be able to handle those meeting without making a mess on my work, I can't go with your plan."

"Leave it to me, I am confident that I can handle people well as long as I don't need to do a presentation full of business lingo." With her journalistic background, Gloria was fully confident to hold conversations and interviews with people as long as she understood the topic.

"I will give you some source material to conduct the talk, what you need to do in the meeting is mostly try to convince them to keep supporting the foundation, you also need to note all their demands and suggestions."

"Sounds easy enough."

"I'm glad that you are confident in doing this, but it may be harder in practice, so don't take this lightly," Gabriella warned.

Gloria nodded in understanding.

"Now, let's talk about the matter of swapping places with me if you want to take my place, we need to do some makeover for you, sis," Gabriella looked at her sister mischievously like a little girl who just got a new doll to play with.

"Shit, can you just cut your hair short?"

"No, can’t do, it is easier to make your hair long with hair extensions. If I cut my hair short, it will take time for it to grow back and I don't like it. Accept it or just forget about your plan," Gabriella said triumphantly, she knew that she held the bargaining power over this matter.

Gloria could only accept the demand of her twin sister and agreed to undergo a makeover to her appearance.

After a visit to the beauty salon hours later, there were now two women who looked like Gabriella Bright.

"How long has it been since the last time we had the same appearance, sis?" Gabriella asked.

"The last time I had long hair was when I was a freshman in high school. So around 8 years now."

"Won't you consider going back home? Mom wasn't as closed-minded as before, and there must be a way for concession between you two."

"I don't know, as long as she can accept me as who I am, a lesbian, I will consider it.” Gloria continued, “Let’s not talk about Mother now, so, what will you do when we are swapping place?”

“Well…I will enjoy my holiday in your place with you sweet lover, maybe I can make her fall for me,” Gabriella teased.

Gloria imagined Gabriella and Victoria got together, and did what usually she did with Victoria but Gabriella was in her place, and she was only a watcher on the sideline. She scoffed at the idea, fortunately, Gloria knew her sister well, and Gabriella, the straight Gabriella would not do what she said.

“Enough with the joke, I want you to keep Victoria safe when you are in my place. You got it?”

“Got it. You know how I am, sis, what is the worst I can do to her, anyway?”

Gloria knew how Gabriella was; she was the embodiment of a prim and proper lady, she would not do something against morals and rules but was not inflexible in believing that others must stick to the same rule, she was the type that would maintain politeness and try to be kind even in the front someone she dislikes. If she dislikes someone, she tries to convince them with talk and kindness to change their mind. Gloria deemed Gabriella was sometimes a bit too naive with her no-hold grudge policy.

Later that day, Gloria brought Gabriella home to brief Victoria about the thing they were going to do.

"Is that you, Gabriella?" Victoria asked when the two entered the house.

"Guess, which one of us is Gabriella and which one is Gloria?" the second Gabriella appeared behind the first ‘Gabriella’.

“Don’t play a prank on her, Gabriella,” said the first ‘Gabriella’ who actually was Gloria in disguise.

Gloria then proceeded to tell Victoria about her plan and why she looked like her twin sister for now.

“Hope we get along, I’m sorry that maybe our previous meetings weren’t that pleasant, I am a better person now,” Gabriella said to Victoria and gave her a warm smile.

After Gabriella said it. Gloria recalled that like their mother, Gabriella didn’t have any good impression of Victoria on their first meeting. Gabriella even acted holier than you by asking Victoria to repent and leave her lesbianism behind. Their subsequent meeting was better as Gabriella no longer showed her hostility upfront but Gabriella's response toward Victoria could only be considered as formalities. A treatment no better than outright giving someone the cold shoulder.

Gloria was glad that the two closest women in her life could finally accept each other's existence, but it made her wonder about what happened at home during the time she cut any contact with her parents. She remembered that Gabriella also said that her mother was more open-minded now. Gloria’s detective intuition was tingling that there was something big that happened at her home, big enough to make her family change their stance on lesbianism. On the other hand, these change was working in her favor, thus Gloria decided that investigating what happened in her home could come later after she was done with investigating the cult and finding the missing Mrs. Buchanan.

The next day.

Gabriella briefed Gloria on the job she must do in her stead one last time before trading places with her.

“Okay, I just need to not miss the meeting with the man named Mr. Robert Bael for today at 10 o'clock, and then I can freely do any other thing for the rest of the day, right?”

“Yes, the most important schedule for today is the meeting with Mr. Robert Bael. He is an important benefactor and business partner for the foundation. You need to secure his support and don’t forget to take note of his complaints and suggestions. After that, you are free to slack off and go on your investigation as long as the higher-ups don’t ask you to do some errand but maintain the front that you are working on something, understand?"

“Don’t worry, I’m used to doing undercover work.”

Gloria then turned to Victoria, “While I'm away, please take care of yourself and stay safe.” Gloria then gave her lover a peck on the lips before she left.

Gabriella looked at Gloria’s car which drove further and further away. After the car was no longer in her field of view, she turned her attention to the lover of her twin.

“So, Tori, what do you want to do now?”

On Gloria's 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 had excess fat or were too skinny, as far as Gloria could see, all the women were curvaceous and had hourglass pin-up bodies, even their senior employees. They all dressed professionally, maybe too professionally. In the eyes of Gloria, it became 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 updos, 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 tried 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 got to her ankle, the more skintight her skirt was, making her movement awkward and limited as she could only take a small step every time.

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 would not be surprising if Gabriella told Amy about her family, including telling Amy about me.

“The meeting was pleasant, we had 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 play dumb and ask back with ‘What 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 tell 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 have 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's 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 roots.

Another tidbit of information Gloria got from her talk with her twin’s best friend was how Amy was quite infatuated with this so-called Sir Bael, whom 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.

It was ten o'clock and Gabriella 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? Is someone messaging Gabriella because I am not 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 men and women. 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 shimmered 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 meant 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 favors for donation or investment, but she didn’t expect to see one with her own eyes.

What a perverted pair of pig and sow. As both a 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 Daddy's 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 of influencing 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 extreme 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.

Was 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 puts 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.”

“Do 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 extreme 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 a bunch of ambitious women, like you, they are prepared to take things to the extreme, 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 extreme 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 are just a bunch of 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 extreme, 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, wanted 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 decided that we would 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 she wasn't a suitable partner for Victoria.

"Calm down, 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, 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 doubtful. She knew the importance of money, but would she leave Victoria just for someone who made more money than her? Did she love money more than she loved Victoria?

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 had 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 whorish 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 wish, 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. Gloria's heart was beating faster once she heard that Harmony could make a million yearly. It was as if she had 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 made her wet; was 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 haven’t completely failed, you managed 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 will 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-I understand.” Gloria stuttered. It was a pity for Victoria, Deep down Gloria still had affection for her but the agonizing, soul-crushing obsession she had for Harmony was so overwhelming that she could only feel sorry for her former lover.

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’.”