*Earth, the year 2026*
"Wait, Charlotte! I swear this isn't what you think!"
Kylian had his hands raised in a desperate attempt to calm the situation.
At that exact moment, Kylian was going through what he would call "a moment of truth for any self-respecting man." Life coach, successful influencer, and self-proclaimed seduction specialist in his spare time, he spent his days teaching his followers how to "seize life with both hands."
And like any good teacher worth his salt, he put his precious teachings into practice himself. Except that right now, in front of this shabby motel, his method had just blown up in his face.
"Kylian!" Charlotte, his official girlfriend, screamed, the keys to a BMW still in her hand. "You dare cheat on me while I just bought you a car! You use it to drive prostitutes, aren't you ashamed?"
She had saved for months for this purchase, thinking she was pleasing the man she loved. What an idiot she had been.
"This isn't what you think, Charlotte, it's for work!" Kylian took a step back. "I'm just showing my followers how to do a date, it's a demonstration, nothing more!"
But before he could develop his argument, the young woman beside him, Sabrina, twenty-two years old, with a model's figure, slapped him.
"You're really shameless, Kylian!" Sabrina had tears in her eyes. "You humiliate me like this? When you already had a girlfriend?"
"Sabrina, it's just a sponsor, listen to me, I'll explain..."
"Hey you, slut!" Charlotte suddenly advanced toward Sabrina. "Who are you to say my man is shameless?"
Sabrina turned abruptly, her face shifting from sadness to indignation. "Who's the slut?!"
The two women were so outraged that they forgot all dignity.
"Stop, girls, calm down!" Kylian tried, completely overwhelmed.
But passersby were starting to gather around them. Two teenagers took out their phones to film the scene. Kylian's cameraman, his buddy Marco, hesitated, his camera still running: should he keep filming or intervene?
The situation was turning dangerous. Charlotte had just grabbed Sabrina's handbag while the latter was pulling her hair. Their shrill screams attracted the attention of two police officers who were crossing the street.
But with a slight smile on his lips, Kylian managed to slip between the two furious women. He adjusted his collar, slicked his hair back with a charismatic gesture, then gave a pronounced wink to Marco's camera.
"You see, guys, this is what life is like when you're a pro at seduction!" he launched enthusiastically, completely ignoring the insults flying behind him. "Women go totally crazy, ahaha!"
Kylian stood tall, big and muscular, his body perfectly sculpted by hours of daily training. He had invested fortunes in his appearance: weekly hairdresser sessions, designer clothes, a skincare routine... After all, that was the basics for a self-respecting seduction coach.
"If you want to have the same success rate as me with the ladies, guys! Buy the Virility 2.0 training, with all the new methods to have women at your feet!"
He made a theatrical pause.
"The link is in bio, guys! If you don't want to end up still a virgin at forty... careful, thirty percent discount this week!" he smiled at the camera with a wink. "And I'll see you soon! This was The Goat of Virility!"
Marco finally stopped the camera.
Kylian leaned toward Marco, his smile fading to make way for an expression of relief. He took out his phone and started scrolling through the live comments on his channel. The internet users were going wild: hundreds of messages were pouring in, some hilarious, others outraged, but all talking about the two women's fight.
"Ahaha, dude, what is it with these crazy girls again?" Marco chuckled, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"I'm probably going to go viral. It wasn't planned but you have to know how to improvise in this job." Kylian displayed a satisfied smile.
"I wonder what title we should put on UTube?" Marco asked, notebook in hand, ready to take notes.
Kylian thought for a moment, stroking his chin.
'I need a really catchy title...'
"Hmmm... 'The Cost of Virility: Two Crazy Girls Fight in the Street Over Me!'" he finally suggested, satisfied with his find.
"Ah, yeah... That's not bad. Ahaha." Marco burst out laughing, closing his notebook.
The two buddies, these online seduction course sellers, headed toward the car, the new BMW that Charlotte had just bought them. Kylian reached into his pocket to get the keys, but he stopped dead. His fingers found nothing.
"Shit, I left the keys with Charlotte, she must still have them."
Marco turned to him, his face suddenly pale. "Hey, Kylian... Sabrina is running toward you!"
Kylian turned around, surprised. He didn't have time to understand what was happening. Sabrina had messy hair and in her right hand she was holding a knife...
"Hey, wait!" Kylian shouted, stepping back.
"You really took me for an idiot!" she screamed.
"Shit!!"
In front of Marco's frozen eyes and the horrified passersby, she plunged the knife into Kylian's stomach. Again. And again. Like a madwoman, despite his cries of distress. Blood splattered his white shirt, forming scarlet stains that widened with each blow.
Kylian collapsed to the ground, his hands pressing his stomach in vain. He looked up at the gray sky while Marco tried to call an ambulance with his trembling hand.
"Stay with me, Kylian, stay with me! Fuck!" Marco yelled, but his voice seemed distant.
Kylian watched the clouds drift slowly. In his life, he would never have believed that a woman could be so dangerous. He had spent years studying them, trying to understand them, manipulating them... And yet, he had underestimated the most powerful force: the anger of a humiliated woman.