"You know what you have to do, right?"
There's a voice speaking to him. It's coming from his left, demanding, fuzzy. It waves in and out of his ear, unfocused, and Dominic hardly hears it.
The past few days have been dreadful. His management had gotten the video down within twenty-four hours of the leak, but like he suspected, it had done nothing to prevent it from spreading essentially all over the world. Every media source had gotten their sticky grip on it. Every one of his closest friends and family members had seen it, contacted him about it. And not once, had they ever said anything nice about it.
He had thought that maybe after what Daniel had said, that maybe someone, somewhere would take his side and believe that he had been blackmailed. That he was the victim, not some man-w**
