It sounds dramatic, but it’s such a cultish atmosphere I think my friend has fallen into, I’d like to know other people’s thoughts, opinions, and advice. I’ll refrain from using anyone’s real names, but here goes…
Hubby & I met our friend Diana through a mutual friend a couple years ago and we hit it off. We’ve hung out by ourselves many times and even went on a trip out of the country together. Years ago, she was in an abusive relationship that lasted for years. She was afraid of him, intimidated by him, her life revolved around him, etc. Thankfully, that is all behind her now and the woman we see today is confident, secure, and strong. She prides herself on her independence and her personal achievements in life (her career, buying her own home, etc.). She dates around, but wasn’t interested in settling down just yet, nor settling for just anyone.
However, a little over a year ago, she met a guy we’ll call Carlo. He’s allegedly very wealthy. Comes from a wealthy family where we can see his parents and brother are well off. He’s very eccentric, in that he’s one of those free spirits that is constantly traveling the country, going to various EDM events and does things like Burning Man and all those sorts of things with his group of friends. Of course, recreational drugs are frequently used. He can be gone weeks at a time, especially when traveling in his RV.
Diana and Carlo start dating but very casually initially. He does his thing, she does hers, and they give themselves no title. Eventually, they start getting closer and establish they are “exclusive” or boyfriend/girlfriend or whatever official label they give themselves.
Carlo has a circle of friends he’s very close to. Men and women, but we mostly see him having group hangouts with the women, almost all of them tall, pretty, thin blondes. Everyone seems to be in their 30’s.
Early on in the relationship, Diana tells us that Carlo told her that he used to be married, but the wife eventually divorced him because he wanted to be more free and she couldn’t put up with his free spirit lifestyle. He’s a financial planner (allegedly), but has money and the freedom to do whatever, whenever. Whether it be skydiving, gliding, boating, whatever. He’s all over the place.
Last fall was when we started seeing a slow shift in Diana. She started getting flaky, making plans with us that were established for weeks, and then suddenly the weekend of, she said she couldn’t make it because Carlo is taking her to Florida or something like that (and yes, they really did go; it wasn’t a lie). When we all planned to spend Halloween together in our group costumes and head downtown, on the night of, she was adamant that we had to attend a certain club because a couple friends of Carlo’s had a VIP lounge, and we have go to and we have to buy a $200 bottle of vodka as a thank-you for letting us join. [Side note: When we got there, the place was DEAD: D-E-A-D. Our Halloween costumes were amazing with a professional makeup artist doing us up, and we got to show it off to nobody in a dark club. Even though it was dead, she still insisted we buy the $200 bottle (to impress the couple? To keep up with the Joneses?) even though plenty of alcohol was still available. In the end, we bought it, and it was never opened. Pointless purchase. But I digress… ]
A couple weeks later, we were supposed to attend a concert together, and Carlo whisked her away somewhere the weekend of instead.
During this time and going forward, we would casually talk about other mutual friends, and she would say she hasn’t spoken to so-and-so for awhile, nor seen them in person for quite some time.
By contrast, she was spending a lot of time with Carlo’s group of friends. She was also spending time here and there with a wealthy couple Carlo is friends with, and Hubby and I also know, but not really well. They’re a prominent couple here in this area (we’ll call them Brandon and Brenda). They are in the local public spotlight, but behind closed doors they’re both bisexual and both have same-sex side pieces they regularly hook up with. We should know; one of our younger friends was the husband’s play-thing for a few months. And the wife took a liking to Diana, though Diana politely declined any advances.
Fast forward to this past winter. Carlo is away for over 2 months, traveling the country in his RV doing God-knows-what. At this point, Diana practically lives at his place. She still has her house, but she’s only there 1, maybe 2 nights a week. She also has a cat. Diana loves her darling kitty. However, Carlo isn’t a fan of cats, apparently. And eventually, Diana tells us of an incident where her cat freaks out and goes bat [!@#$%^&*] crazy all over the house, scratching her and scratching up things, and Diana is “scared” and decides to give the cat up. Just like that. Kitty gone. And she acted as though she had no attachment to the poor critter when she did it.
During this stretch of time when Carlo was away, Diana invited me, my husband, and our good friend over to Carlo’s place to spend the evening there and hang out. When we get there, a guy is there. A friend of Carlo who is now a good friend to Diana. Carlo’s house is always lit in a dark pink/light purple hue. Very trippy. And EDM music is always playing in the background. We eat, drink, color a giant paint-by-numbers thing that adorns one of his entire walls (weird, but okay, let’s color like we’re 3rd graders).
Diana really wants to show off Carlo’s large steam shower he had installed in the basement. So we all go down there and she says we can all strip down and go in. Um okay, I guess. It’s steamy and we really can’t see each other’s naughty bits when it’s fogged up. She strips down nekkid with no hesitation, as did her guy friend [Side note: she was shy about nudity the previous summer when we were vacationing]. We all follow suit. We’re on one side of the shower, and Diana and the guy friend is on the other. It’s foggy, but my hubby can see something: A stroking movement. Diana is definitely stroking the guy’s dick. And at one point when the guy gets up to adjust the steam or whatnot, my hubby can see the dude’s got a full erection.
Later, when the guy is out of the room, Diana admits that Carlo and she have this understanding that people have needs, and they’re free about things. And the guy friend is going through a divorce and is lonely. Carlo is “allowing her” to be close to him to help fulfill his needs.
Soon after, I leave to go home and take care of the dogs (I didn’t want to spend the night anyhow). And my hubby later recounts to me that when it was time to go to bed, Diana and the dude stripped nekkid and were in Carlo’s bed together and invited my hubby and our friend to join them. Just to sleep. Together. Butt ass nekkid. Hubby and our friend declined and slept on the sofa. The next morning, hubby could sense that Diana felt a little embarrassed but didn’t address the elephant in the room.
Now we come to pandemic time. Diana is fortunate to be able to work from home... Carlos’ home, that is. [Diana has expressed an interest in getting rid of her house altogether and moving in with Carlo]. Carlo is back home too. And apparently, at least a half dozen of his friends are also quarantining in his home. Let me tell you about his home… he owns a large lot of land, though the house itself is small. Only 2 bedrooms, 1 bath, and a basement that seemingly will always be under construction, other than the steamroom. The property has vineyards for making wine (allegedly). He owns alpacas just for the fun of it. He also has chickens, and bees for making honey.
Side note: One time pre-COVID when we were hosting a party, Diana came over with some of Carlo’s honey. She raved about it and told everyone, “I brought honey. Carlo’s honey. It came from Carlo’s bees. Carlo’s bees,” like a broken record to everyone who could hear her. And over half the people at our party didn’t even know who Carlo was. But I digress…
Across from Carlo’s property is a restaurant. Carlo tells us that he owns the restaurant, or at least owns most of it, and the family who works there run it for him. We later find out on our own that Carlo doesn’t own it at all. The family who runs it in facts owns it. To this day, Diana still believes Carlo owns it.
Also, about that vineyard. Diana tells us he said he makes the wine and then “gives it” (yep, GIVES it) to one of the nearby wineries. Said winery is actually very well known around this area and is sold in grocery stores across this state. But according to Diana, Carlo gives away his wine to the well-known winery for them to sell. Sounds like a great way to make literally ZERO money, right?
So, during quarantine time, Diana is there at Carlo’s place, along with some 8 or so other people. Some are couples, some are single. All 30-something, all into the EDM scene, all into the recreational drug use. In fact, at this point, with Diana having attended multiple EDM concerts with Carlo and Carlo’s friends, Diana is now a champion of recreational drugs, saying it’s healthier and safer than alcohol usage and there’s never any hangover. She has frequently used stuff with them.
Around this time, hubby, myself, and our friend are discussing this amongst each other. Talking about Diana, that is, and what has happened over these last few months. Also around this time, I just happened to have rewatched Season 3 of Melrose Place and it dawns on me – this is just like Sydney when she unwittingly joined a cult.
Let me tell you about another pre-COVID event that Diana told us about. Remember Brandon and Brenda, the wealthy bisexual socialites? At some point this past winter, both of them expressed an interest in Diana. Brandon, Brenda, and Carlo know each other and have for years. So… apparently, an actual “contract” was written up where Diana indeed had sex with them both. There were conditions. Diana pretty much laid there while Brandon and Brenda “explored” her body.
Obviously, this pandemic era is unlike any other time, and people are isolating themselves. I get it. However, I see Diana, Carlo, and the group of friends together all the time posting stuff online. Always group “family” hangouts and dinners and laying on blankets together around his property, all cozied up with one another. Even now with restrictions lifted, they’re just keeping to each other, whether they’re at Carlo’s Compound (as I refer to it) or doing weekend trips in Michigan and Wisconsin.
In April, when we tried to do a Zoom Party Night of the four of us friends, Diana agreed to it; then the evening of, she could only do it for a half hour, and we could see Carlo and the gang of friends in the background. It seemed like she was trying to get some privacy, but Carlo kept popping up in the room checking on her, we could tell.
She was supposed to come to our house and hang out with us early July when our friend was in town, so we could all have our little reunion, and then the evening of, she has excuses about limited time where she can only drop by for an hour or so. And then as we’re getting closer to the time, she says Carlo will be coming, along with one of those random girl friends [it’s the one from Halloween who hosted the VIP lounge, “you know her!”]. So the reunion of the 4 of us has to include 2 special guest stars. Hubby and I can be hospitable but the whole thing felt weird, so we decided to cancel on her, citing we were already too drunk from being at the pool all day and we were about to crash.
Fast-forward a few more weeks and we come to today.
Back in early July when she expressed she misses us and wants to hang out, she says she thinks she’ll be able to see us in late August. Late August? What concrete plans are keeping you busy for 2 solid months? Nothing. Now, Carlo is going on some trip at the end of August/early September. So that must’ve been her “spare time” she had in mind for us. However, this past Wednesday she reaches out to Hubby to ask what we’re doing this Friday. “Carlo and I really want to see you.” And apparently it HAS to be Friday. “What about breakfast?” We work. “What if we pick some food up and we just see you a couple hours?” Now granted, this is last-minute planning and we actually already have plans in the works, but when Hubby offers other suggestions, she can’t do it.
Carlo is actually gone starting next week, and Diana doesn’t join him on the trip until the following week. She’d be FREE next weekend. Yet, when hubby points that out, she’s silent on the suggestion to make plans for next weekend alone.
Before I wrap this story up, there’s clues I’ve given you about what Carlo must really do behind the scenes. We’re convinced he’s involved in drug dealing. He is a “financial advisor” (a cliché code term, according to some in the know). He lives an eccentric lifestyle that was originally funded from family money. He has a vineyard… so where’s the profit on that? And alpacas for what… to say he makes money from their wool? And the honey bees…? Interestingly, Carlo told Diana he makes more money than Brandon and Brenda, but they own Mercedes and Rolls Royce and other vehicles, while he drives around in one car – a Tesla that has a banged up side (“My mother drove it once and banged it up”) that still has yet to be fixed…. And the restaurant he “owns” but he doesn’t own at all. PLUS… a simple google search will tell you he was arrested for 2 counts of possession in 2018 on a Florida cruise ship at an EDM festival.
I know this write-up only tells part of the story, as there’s been a lot more red flags here, but my guess is that at this point, she is not “allowed” to see friends outside of Carlo’s Circle of Friends unless he is in attendance with her. It is like she has to be chaperoned by him.
As for the group, I say they’re all swingers and there’s a lot of open love amongst the group. Lots of group sex and drugs.
I’m sure I’ve left out other key details and warning signs, but what are your thoughts? Personal experiences? Advise? Is Diana a lost cause until she sees the light on her own terms? Or should we say something? I’m guessing if we say anything, we’ll get shut down, branded as bad people by Carlo, and never hear from her again.
As it is, we discovered he likes to “test” people’s loyalty as friends, and we’re convinced he was the reason why Diana stopped being friends with a mutual friend of ours last year. Like I said, lots of warning signs here and there.