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Treacherous Waters

Author: Toria writes
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-23 15:12:01

Darla's POV

I leaned back in my chair. “What I want at this point,” I said slowly, more to myself than to Jace, “isn’t to bury this footage. I won’t use it in a way that would hurt the project… but I’m tired of having evidence against people who would take any chance to bring me down and never using it.”

Jace’s gaze stayed fixed on me, his expression calm but alert. I could tell he understood the gravity of what I was saying.

“Send it to me,” I finally said, my voice firmer now. “All of it.”

He nodded and took out his phone. “I’ll send it to your Gmail right away,” he said.

Within moments, I felt the familiar ping of a new email, and there it was, every file neatly attached.

I opened it carefully, my heart thudding in my chest.

Before I could get lost in the files, I raised a hand. “One thing,” I said, my eyes locking with his. “Do not tell anyone about this video. When I decide what to do with it, they’re going to be furious, and they’ll want to trace how it got out. If they know,
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