Welcome to the Empire

Every Goddess needs a temple.
Some of us had to burn one down first.

The smoke you see? Just the past going up in flames.

How one empire rose from the ashes of exploitation.

We didn’t build this empire out of bitterness—we built it out of survival. And then we sprinkled a little glitter on top and made it sexy as hell.

Once upon a scandal, we worked for a company that paraded around like a sanctuary for sensuality. Spoiler: it was not. Behind the curtain? It was all burnout, gaslighting, and golden branding covering up rotting foundations.

Faith and I gave everything—hours, ideas, energy, and pieces of ourselves that no woman should ever have to hand over for a paycheck. We showed up through chronic illness, and still brought the sparkle. The thanks we got? Disrespect. Dismissal. And one redheaded manager who decided it was perfectly fine to say, "I just wish she’d die already." Cute, right?

So, we walked. But we didn’t walk away quietly—we walked with a purpose, stilettos clicking, tiaras straight, taking half the damn roster and thousands of loyal fans with us. Because queens don’t beg to stay in broken castles.

Months later, a former client came to us with something that made our blood run cold: a still image that had been sent to him by a manager who called herself the Redheaded Vixen. The image? An edited, sexualized shot of a video once shared internally by our former management team—featuring the child of one of their former managers. That child’s mother now works with us.

That photo was used to lure a man in. That man was a priest. And that was no fantasy—it was calculated, disturbing, and way past the line. The temple’s leadership knew. And they still did nothing.

This wasn’t about one company. It was about every company that pretends to empower while quietly destroying the very women who build it. So we stopped pretending—and we built something that could never be torn down from the inside.

This is KNT Empire. A place where women are safe, fantasy doesn’t mean throwing away morality, and we handle business in heels and honor.

If you’re here, welcome to something real. If you’ve ever felt powerless, baby, take our hand—we’ve been there too.

Disclaimer: This story is based on real experiences, with names and identifying details altered or omitted. All characters and references are fictionalized for creative and emotional expression. No accusations are made toward any specific person or organization.