tamerlane kinsey | six, cb2 | fin

They say those with glass houses should never cast stones-

those people aren't wealthy enough to rebuild.

The truth is that it takes some effort to build a brand, and that's what I am trying to create here. It's a tough world as it is, even tougher as a Kinsey. But come my eighteenth birthday, if my business plan isn't fullproof- fucking airtight- then I am completely screwed. That's Dad's deal; that's always been the deal: if I can prove it'll be successful, and if it'll look good for his name, I get a million dollar investment from him.

I'm his oldest daughter and unlike my idiot older brother, I'm trying to... expand our reach! Broaden our horizons! But I'm not special. The deal he made with me is the same one he made with all of his children- even the bastards. Even the ones who are my age. Which is why its so important that I get everything right: the look, the content, the brand.. I'm not talking about red pill versus blue pill here. I'm talking about a fucking lifestyle. I want people to see something with my name on it and know exactly what it's for- who it's for. And I will do whatever it takes to make sure I'm ready. If that means casting some fucking stones, like I said. I can always rebuild when the Kinsey empire is mine.