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My Sex Scandal: Once A Virgin, Now a Slut

AUTHOR'S NOTE:Dear Readers,Welcome to My Sex Scandal: Once a Virgin, Now a Slut.Thank you for giving this story a chance. I can assure you that you're about to begin a journey filled with love, heartbreak, betrayal, shocking twists, laughter, and unforgettable moments.CHAPTER ONE EVE'S POV The golden fingers of morning light slipped through the slats of the window blinds, brushing softly against my bare skin. I stirred, tangled in warm sheets, my limbs heavy from sleep… and something else.Last night played like a fractured dream in my mind—disjointed but unforgettable. I wasn’t sure what to make of it. My body ached in ways it hadn’t before, and yet, somehow, I didn’t feel broken. It had been painful—yes—but also strangely intimate.It was my first time. I had expected to see blood. Every girl I knew swore there would be blood. But there was nothing. Just the silence of morning and the lingering scent of sex.Perhaps they were just Over exaggerating this first time sex thing.

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EVE'S POV I grabbed my phone with shaking hands and dialed Mary.“Hello, sweetheart,” she chirped. “Now, spill the gist! No secrets”“Mary, that has to wait. Kelvin is gone. He's nowhere to be seen,” I said, my voice barely a whisper.“What do you mean gone? Like…missing?”"I... I'm not sure. I..I”,"Eve, can you take a deep breath? Take it easy. Now calmly tell me what happened."“I don’t know. I woke up, and he wasn’t her. I thought he was in the bathroom, but it was empty. He left the water running—like he wanted me to think he was there. I asked the receptionist—she said he left at 6:30 and told her I knew.”“Wait, what? Off to where? Did he tell her where he was going?”“That’s the part in which I'm clueless about. Everything's gone, Mary. His clothes. His wallet. Everything. He didn’t say a word. I’ve been calling, but his line is off. Mary, I’m scared. What the hell is happening? I having a nervous breakdown”“Okay. Babe. Take a deep breath and do the calms. You know what? Pac

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EVE'S POV After everything that happened, there were days I wanted nothing more than to just... disappear. To stop breathing. To not feel anything anymore.Twice, I tried to take my own life. And twice, someone found me in time. But still, I felt like a ghost walking through life — broken, ashamed, and unwanted.Since that day, my life and my family’s name were dragged through the mud. Kelvin — the boy I thought I loved — vanished like smoke. No apology. No explanation. Nothing. And me? I became the girl everyone whispered about, pointed at. The girl to avoid.I was never again regarded as the once sweet, loving, and good mannered girl. People drifted away from me like a plague. My father stopped seeing me as his daughter. In his eyes, I became a stain on the family’s legacy.So why couldn’t I just die and find peace?Maybe... maybe because I still had a reason to live.Daniel–my younger brother.A sudden crash from the kitchen jolted me out of my thoughts. My heart jumped."In your

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EVE'S POV In my room, I sank into the bed, exhausted. After a moment, I peeled off my clothes and stepped into the shower. The water was warm, but it couldn’t wash away the weight in my chest.After drying off, I stood in front of my mirror. I barely recognized myself. Tired eyes. Sunken cheeks. My once-vibrant brown skin looked dull. My afro — thick and jet black — stood out wildly. How worst can it get?I was once a lovely girl with brown skin. My mother is a black American, so I inherited my skin tone from her mother, while Daniel inherited father's white skin.I groaned at the sight of my head's overflowing, long and puffy afro hair. It was a gleaming black, full, long afro. So combing it was extremely stressful.After much staring, I began the painful process of combing it out.Daniel had once told me to straighten it, but I couldn’t. My afro was one of the few things I still loved about myself.After nearly 30 minutes, I tied it into a neat puff at the center and added a pink

Five

EVE'S POV I was in a terrible mood, the kind that sinks deep into your chest and refuses to let go. My steps were heavy as I walked away from everything—away from the betrayal, away from the suffocating weight of home, away from the disappointment that clung to me like a second skin.The one person I believed in… the one person I thought would never abandon me, had done just that—and in the cruelest way possible.Going home wasn’t an option. My parents didn’t deserve the storm I was carrying in my chest. I didn’t want to irritate them with my mood, so I turned right at the corner instead of left, letting my feet take me wherever they pleased. Anywhere but home.I found myself standing before an old, unfinished building at the edge of the neighborhood—a forgotten skeleton of concrete and dust, surrounded by wildflowers and tangled bushes. Birds fluttered above, butterflies dancing like tiny pieces of stained glass through the air. Despite the sadness in my chest, this place had alwa

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EVE'S POV On our way to the ice cream shop, Treasure bombarded me with questions.“So, what were you doing there?”,“I go there when I need to think or rest. It’s peaceful… “"Who rests in such a creepy place? That place is super scary." He said and I let out a chuckle.."Oh, that's why you were crying like a baby, haha! You were scared back then, and now you seem so tough.”“I was NOT crying,” he huffed. “It was the wind!”“Uh-huh. Sure,” I teased, sticking my tongue out for the second time.He stomped his foot like a three year old and scowled. “You’re mean.”But I could tell he was trying not to laugh.At the shop, we placed our order and settled into a cozy corner. I found him even more adorable as I watched him dig into both flavors at once, scooping banana and strawberry together like a mini connoisseur.Then I noticed something odd.His sneakers—clean, limited-edition Jordans. His chain—diamond-studded. This kid was dressed like a pint-sized rapper. So I assumed his parents we

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EVE'S POV As I ended the call, I slipped my phone back into my purse. Treasure was already chatting away, his mood lifted. We stayed on that bench, talking about everything and nothing—his favorite food, cartoons he liked, his older brother who he both admired and pitied. Infact he revealed a lot about himself to me.He appears to be cool, but he is a chatterbox. I assumed he didn't have many people to talk to in this way, or that he's just naturally chatty.“My brother,” he said, licking the last drop of melted cream from his spoon, “has a serious thing for light-skinned girls. He thinks they’re angels or something. Whereas I do not. Don't get me wrong, I don't mind light-skinned girls, but the ones he's been dating are..ugh! They're either obsessed with makeup or they’re usually just into him for the money. Or the clout. He's never dated a regular girl”I laughed at his blunt honesty. “You seem very... concerned about your brother’s love life.”“He’s my best friend. But he can be

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EVE'S POV I ran home like a girl chasing hope itself. My feet pounded against the pavement, but my mind ran faster—racing through the words I thought I’d heard my mother say.Could it have been a hallucination?When was the last time she asked about me? The last time she actually cared where I was?A flicker of doubt curled in my chest. Maybe I was clinging to a fantasy. Maybe the loneliness had finally cracked something inside me. But no matter what, I was going to face whatever was waiting on the other side of that door.As I approached the tall, familiar gates of our compound, I paused. The metal felt cold beneath my fingers as I pushed it open and stepped inside. My heartbeat thundered in my ears.The living room was quiet.Too quiet.I scanned tje entire living room, but there was nothing at all.No sign of my mother. No sign of Daniel. Just the distant hum of the refrigerator and the echo of my own breath. I took a few tentative steps toward the stairs—when a soft voice called

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EVE'S POV "What do you mean? What are you sorry about, mum?”“I’m sorry I left you alone when you needed me most. I’m sorry I turned away. I… I knew what your father was doing. I could have stopped him from drugging you, and terminating the baby. But I didn’t. I stood there and let it happen. I failed you”Tears clouded my eyes.“Mum…” I whispered.“I know sorry doesn’t erase the pain or the damage,” she continued, her voice thick with guilt. “But I want you to know—I never stopped loving you. Not for one second. I was just… afraid. And confused. But that doesn’t excuse what I did. I was a terrible mother”I wiped at my eyes, voice quivering. “Mum, please stop. It wasn’t just your fault. I made mistakes too. And yes, I felt abandoned. I felt like I didn’t matter anymore. But this… this lunch, this moment—it’s healing something in me. Please don’t ruin it with guilt. Just be here now. Be this mother. The one who called me her baby and made my favorite meal. I just want my mother back

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EVE'S POV Once inside, I collapsed onto my bed.“Hmmm, Hamilton Morgan,” I muttered, reaching for my laptop.I typed his name into the Google search bar, and the results flooded the screen..“Twenty-one years old,” I read aloud. “Net worth: $600 million. Started singing professionally two and a half years ago.”I blinked. “Two years? And he’s already this big and wealthy?” I pondered this. But still, I shook my head and resumed reading.I scrolled further, absorbing every detail like oxygen.“Signed under Elite Records, founded by his father who is also the CEO. His current girlfriend is Morgana Smith, leader of the girl group ‘Flowers.’ Dating for four months...and apparently going strong.”I hummed thoughtfully before I clicked the images tab and stared at the photos.“How can someone look this perfect?” I whispered, puzzled.His eyes were magnetic, his smile infectious, his style—impeccable. I kept scrolling, clicking, absorbing.I didn’t even notice the time until a soft knock j

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