Elijah Blake Sean Fenton Cheat me for payment and misconduct

After crossing paths with Elijah at a vibrant Hollywood networking event, he extended an invitation to me, tempting me to witness a performance in the heart of West Hollywood. That night, he proposed a tantalizing offer for me to utilize my talents as a model and influencer, promising opportunities I eagerly anticipated. Yet, the reality that unfolded was beyond my darkest nightmares. He orchestrated a disgraceful setup, luring me and my enthusiastic friend—an admirer of his work—into an event under the pretense of collaboration. Without warning, him along with members of his entourage perpetrated heinous sexual acts on my friend against her will, an unspeakable violation that left deep scars. In the shadows backstage, Elijah attempted to impose himself upon me with a vile aggression that shattered my sense of safety.

The pain and shock of his betrayal consumed me, coupled with his heartless dismissal without so much as a hint of compensation. We often hear of such dreadful tales, but to endure this nightmare firsthand is a life-altering affliction. I stand dismayed and disheartened, my aspirations within the industry now tainted and shattered by the actions of this ruthless sexual predator. My vision of Hollywood's allure has been irrevocably damaged, my trust betrayed in the very world where dreams should flourish.