Clout - Scene 4

Sheen throws his influencer party at Jack’s mansion, all chandeliers and cold marble. Miles stands in the middle of it like a stranger wearing someone else’s shoes. Every glance feels like a spotlight he didn’t earn. Then Hazel cuts through the noise, and the knot in his chest loosens. She pulls him aside, fills him in on Sheen’s fake smiles and the strings he pulls with that so-called management company. When the party finally breaks, Celeste waits at the door. No hesitation, just a look that says where to next. They end up in Miles’ penthouse—skin, sweat, and low light. Hazel’s piercings catch every glint; Celeste’s heavy tits press against him while hands and mouths trade places. Miles drives into Celeste while Hazel sits on his face, grinding until she shakes. Celeste drops next, riding hard, blonde hair stuck to her cheeks, every slap of skin sharp in the dark. After the last grind, they lie tangled and Hazel’s voice drops low. She lays it out: Jack’s black mark on her career, the way he’s already circling Celeste and Miles. Stay close, stay sharp, she tells them. Miles feels the warning sink in while his pulse still hammers from everything that just happened.