“I would. I did.” Arthur stood up, walking to the window. “Pros Entertainment is merging with GlobalStream in forty-eight hours. Your little exposé would tank the stock price. And I won’t let that happen. Not when we’re so close to a ten-billion-dollar exit.”
Tonight, his daughter, Maya, stood across from him. She wasn’t the child he’d paraded on The Pros Junior Show twenty years ago. She was a razor-sharp documentary filmmaker, and she held a hard drive containing the rough cut of Bloodlines , her exposé on how Pros Entertainment manufactured trauma for profit.
Maya’s face paled. “You wouldn’t.” Family Always Comes First 14 -Porn Pros- -2024-...
To the public, it was a warm promise. Their reality shows— Momma’s House Rules, The Pros of Parenthood, Sibling Rivalry —all preached the sacred bond of blood. To Arthur, the motto was a product. Family drama sold. Family betrayal went viral. And Arthur Pros was the richest emotional pimp in the business.
“I already have a buyer, Dad,” Maya replied. “Netflix. Forty million. They love the footage of you telling those twins to fight over the inheritance on camera.” “I would
She tapped her phone.
Arthur’s smile didn’t waver. He pressed a button on his desk. The wall screen flickered to life, showing a live feed from a sleek editing bay. Your little exposé would tank the stock price
Leo was the company’s head of post-production. He was the quiet one, the loyal one, the one who had always put "Family First" by fixing his father’s messes. But now, Leo was crying. Around him, three lawyers in dark suits stood holding envelopes.
“You’re dead to me,” he whispered.