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DARK GIFT – EPISODE 2: “The Quiet Flame”
Written by [Your Name]
Runtime: ~45 mins
FADE IN: EXT. MACON, GEORGIA – NIGHT
The camera glides across a moonlit field. Crickets hum in the distance. The air is thick with humidity and tension.
We see a black Rolls-Royce Phantom parked beneath a massive magnolia tree, its petals raining slowly like soft snow.
Inside, KEVIN DERRICK GENTRY a.k.a. BOSS HOGG MACARONI sits in the backseat, dressed in a silk vest, gold rings glinting against the soft red interior.
Across from him, CUTIENONG sits—delicate, otherworldly. Her petite frame in a black lace bodysuit and silk robe, tattoos like whispered secrets across her thighs and collarbones.
She keeps her eyes lowered—respectful, obedient, and deeply still.
KEVIN (V.O.)
People mistake silence for submission. But the quiet ones… they hold storms you’ll never see coming.
Kevin reaches forward, brushing a single strand of hair from her cheek.
KEVIN
(soft, slow)
Are you ready for the next step?
CUTIENONG
(almost a whisper)
Yes, Daddy.
INT. BOSS HOGG’S ATLANTA ESTATE – NIGHT
A private ceremony is being held. Candles line the walls. Silk ropes, red velvet, leather collars. Everything arranged like a ritual altar.
SASHA and ZARA, Kevin’s longtime submissives, look on approvingly. They’re dressed in matching black lingerie, symbols of their senior status in the house.
Cutienong stands in the center of a circle of white roses and dark wine. She’s barefoot, eyes down, chest rising and falling rapidly.
Kevin stands behind her, placing a custom vampire collar around her neck—a mix of BDSM submission and supernatural binding.
KEVIN
This collar does not cage you. It crowns you.
He leans in, whispering against her ear.
KEVIN
You are mine now… forever. Not because you’re weak. But because you chose this.
Cutienong’s lips part, a slow smile blooming.
CUTIENONG
(whispers)
Forever, Daddy.
INT. PRIVATE PLAYROOM – LATER THAT NIGHT
Dim red lights. A mirrored ceiling. Soft music. Kevin sits in a throne-like chair. Cutienong is on her knees in front of him—tattooed, glowing, docile yet untamed.
She leans against his thigh. Kevin strokes her hair, then tilts her chin.
KEVIN
Say it.
CUTIENONG
I am yours.
I serve only you.
I belong to your world.
KEVIN
And what do I give you in return?
CUTIENONG
Protection… Purpose… and Power.
Kevin leans down, brushing his lips against her throat where his bite mark glows faintly red.
KEVIN
Good girl.
INT. ATLANTA NIGHTCLUB – HOURS LATER
Kevin, Cutienong, Sasha, and Zara arrive together like royalty. The crowd parts for them. Every woman in the room watches Kevin with lust. Every man watches him with fear and envy.
Cutienong stays close—calm, elegant, submissive—but radiating superiority and pride.
She isn’t less than. She is chosen.
At the bar, a man makes a crude comment about Cutienong in Thai. She smiles sweetly… and before anyone blinks, Kevin has the man pinned by the throat against the bar.
KEVIN
She is mine. Speak her name again, and I’ll take your tongue.
The man gasps, terrified. Kevin releases him, returning to Cutienong like nothing happened.
KEVIN
(to her, warm)
Let’s dance.
They move to the dancefloor. A slow, hypnotic beat.
Kevin leads. Cutienong follows—not because she has to, but because she trusts him completely.
Their chemistry burns. The club disappears around them.
This is power. This is devotion. This is love—dangerous, erotic, and unstoppable.
INT. CUTIENONG’S PRIVATE ROOM – NIGHT’S END
Back at the estate. Cutienong sits in front of a vanity, brushing her hair.
Behind her, Kevin watches her in the mirror.
KEVIN
Does your husband know what happened tonight?
Cutienong smiles.
CUTIENONG
He knows I’m yours now. He told me to be good for you.
Kevin moves behind her, wrapping his arms around her, kissing her neck where the bite mark glows brighter.
KEVIN
You were better than good.
He lifts her, effortlessly, carrying her to the bed.
The camera slowly fades out as he whispers:
KEVIN
Now let me give you everything you’ve ever fantasized about.
FADE TO BLACK
TO BE CONTINUED…