Elphiero
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Lisa Swain is a masterpiece of corporate calibration. To her mother, she is a silent strategist and a perfect trophy - a girl expertly trained to be the face of an empire. But the "Swain Standard" is a gilded cage, and Lisa is holding her breath until she finally disappears.
Across Manchester, Carla Connor is picking up the pieces. A year after the crash that left her the keys to Underworld, she is fighting to keep her parents' legacy alive in a city full of wolves.
They are two sides of the same coin: one trapped by a family that won't let go, and one haunted by the family she lost. As their companies collide and the secrets begin to spill, the cost of perfection is about to become too high to pay.
This story is heavily inspired by "Masquerade" by Taylor Acorn, exploring the hollow pressure of living for everyone else’s expectations until the mask finally cracks.Bookmarked by Elphiero
16 Mar 2026
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Carla can't speak.
Just watches - mouth dry - as the blonde holds it up, a satin spaghetti strap dangling from each hand as she takes it in, curious gaze lingering on the more daring elements, and then-
(Oh, god-)
Spins it around, holds it against herself, almost like she's wearing it, eyes sparkling.
Or: Lisa tries on lingerie for Carla. For research purposes. Obviously.
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02 Mar 2026
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She crouches, until they are very almost eye-to-eye.
“I don’t.”
(She does she does she does she does she does. And one day soon she will have to prove it.)
“Don’t what?”
“I don’t believe that you killed him.”
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18 Feb 2026
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So, is it any wonder that Carla can’t hold back the moans that keep gobbing up in her throat? Can’t possibly, for the life of her, put a cork on the noises that are ripping out of her with abandon?
She went weeks without Lisa’s touch.
(Can’t stomach a second without it, now.)
OR what was happening in their bedroom the night before 23 January 2026.
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15 Feb 2026
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And she knows it’s all for naught; that one day soon she’ll reach for a spoon in the kitchen without thinking or grab her cream from the vanity without needing to look and she’ll miss, instead, these moments where everything is new.
But it’s late – or early – and the house is quiet and so she gives herself permission to want for what once was – just for a minute. Just while there’s no one awake to catch her mooning over time gone by.
OR Carla, the middle of the night at number 6, and some quiet reflection.
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08 Feb 2026