A Rachel Starr | Threesome

Rachel walked into her home, kicking off the heels that had carried her through miles of marble and concrete. She poured a glass of aged scotch—neat—and walked out onto her private terrace. The city sprawled out before her, a glittering grid of dreams and failures.

The line outside was wrapped around the block, a mix of influencers, industry heavyweights, and the beautiful drifters of the city. When Rachel’s black SUV pulled up to the curb, the energy shifted. The flashbulbs popped like fireworks. a rachel starr threesome