👑 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓖𝓲𝓵𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓒𝓪𝓰𝓮 🕯️ Chapter One (1/43) ════════ ⋆★⋆ 🥀 ⋆★⋆ ══════════
✨"By day, he’s a kindergarten teacher with glitter on his sleeves. By night, he’s “Leo,” the man behind a gold mask. And tonight, his double life collides with the father of his favorite student."✨
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The smell of dry-erase, markers, glitter glue, and apple juice was oddly comforting to Emilio.
He moved around the classroom like it was his second home—dodging finger-paint splatters, correcting backward S’s, and refereeing a heated dispute over who got to be the “Line Leader.” For a group of five-year-olds, his students had the capacity for both full-scale meltdowns and Shakespearean monologues. Emilio wouldn’t trade it for anything.
Well, almost anything.
“Mr. Torres,” came a high, chipper voice, “Sophie’s cutting the glue sticks again.”
Emilio turned from the alphabet board just in time to catch Sophie, curly hair tied up with a glittery pink bow, in the act of slicing the bottom off a purple glue stick with her kid-safe scissors.
“Sophie,” Emilio said, crouching down to eye level.
“What’s our rule about scissors?”
“They’re for paper,” she recited, sheepish.
“And is glue paper?”
“No, but it looked squishy and I wanted to see what was inside.”
Emilio smiled despite himself. “Tell you what. If you promise not to perform surgery on your school supplies again, I’ll let you feed Percy the class hamster.”
Sophie gasped. “Deal!”
From across the room, Tasha Miller—his coworker, best friend, and official classroom gossip—gave him a smirk.
“You spoil her,” she mouthed.
He rolled his eyes but didn’t deny it.
At 3:10, the bell rang. Small shoes squeaked against linoleum as kids rushed to cubbies and clung to legs.
Emilio crouched to help one of them zip up their monster-shaped backpack when he heard the front door click open.
The shift in air was subtle, but immediate. Voices quieted. Little heads turned.
He had arrived.
Damien Langford walked in like he owned the floor he stepped on. Tall, broad-shouldered, in a navy overcoat and a steel-gray suit beneath it. He gave off the same energy as an expensive car with tinted windows—sleek, cold, untouchable.
Sophie ran straight to him. “Papa!”
“Hey, monkey,” Damien murmured, lifting her easily into one arm.
Emilio stood, trying not to stare. Or sweat. He felt like he always did around Damien—like a guy wearing a $12 tie standing next to a man who probably had an espresso machine more expensive than Emilio’s car.
“Mr. Torres,” Damien said with a nod.
“Mr. Langford,” Emilio replied, voice a little too formal. His palms were still glue-sticky.
They stood in silence for a beat too long. Sophie clung to Damien’s collar but was watching Emilio with interest, like she was trying to figure out what he was feeling.
“Well,” Damien finally said, shifting Sophie onto his hip. “We appreciate your… continued dedication.” And with that, he turned and left.
By 5:00, the classroom was spotless. Emilio stood by the coat rack, slipping on a different jacket—sleeker, darker, without the threadbare elbow patches.
He opened his backpack and pulled out a black mask, glittered in gold. His stage persona. “Leo.”
With a sigh, he put it in his gym bag and headed for the subway.
The strip club pulsed with low lights and louder music.
The crowd was already half-drunk and shouting for “the teacher” before he’d even hit the stage.
Emilio’s feet moved on muscle memory. Smile, hips, roll, tease. Nothing too vulgar, nothing too soft. Just the right balance of mystery and control. Up here, he didn’t have to think. He just performed.
He never looked too closely at the audience. Until he did. Third row, center. Navy coat. Steel-gray suit. Pale eyes like a thunderstorm.
Damien Langford.
Emilio’s heart slammed into his ribs like a bird in a cage. The song kept playing, but his breath was gone.
Damien’s face was unreadable.
And he did not look away.
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