Amira West Leaked Novels & Stories

" In the manner foretold, Amira swiftly soared to the top of the popularity rankings for the shopping complex. While he and George were out walking, she noticed that someone had taken a photograph of her, which she couldn't help but notice and wonder about. Maybe a paparazzi. The man who was alleged to have been with Amira is still on the run for some of them, according to the girls. In addition, Amira was positive that Daniel was the guy who had been alluded to by the other people. She just smiles because she is unsure of what she should reply in response to the inquiry posed to her. She can't tell them that the reason Daniel was not here is because he's a werewolf. That is so insane.

The new trend once again, becomes the Miss World. Comments start flying around the internet, and her assistant, a black American lady, receives the notification. “Miss, we have a problem?” She tells Linah. Linah who was the one who had given herself out now acts shocked and mad, “What is it?” “Your visit has been leaked? There are photos and videos all over the internet!” She said in a panicked tone. “Who leaked my visit to my in-laws!” Linah asked in a hard tone.

But if ever, why is she scared about it? "Yes. I don't have a choice." She said. "And why do you look so scared?" "He saw us. Jasper demanded a hug and I had left no choice but to do what he wants cause he is blackmailing me already. Zeke saw us, I mean, I think he saw us." Amira uttered and it was clearly obvious that she's nervous. "Didn't you tell him about it?" I asked and based from her looks, she doesn't and it answered my questions out when she slowly nodded.

She returns with a huge backpack and waves Leila goodbye as she runs out of the house. Leila looks at her in awe, a child her age and size should not be able to lift a bag that heavy, Amara’s strength is a mystery she is yet to solve. “Someone’s looking glammed up,” Amanda says cheekily when Leila appears in front of the iPad. “Get out,” Leila replies, clearing Amara’s dish. “Spill….” Amanda drawls on the word, “I haven’t seen you wearing makeup since….I don’t even remember the last time I saw you wearing makeup.”

Right now, two bodyguards stood at the door, two others just outside, while six large, intimidating men loomed behind Damian like a wall of muscle. “Was it you?" He stepped closer, holding her phone tightly in one hand. His voice was low and accusing. "Did you leak those recordings?" Amelia didn't flinch. "So what if I did?" Her voice was calm, unapologetic. "They're true, aren't they? Or do you not have the guts to admit what you did?" She wasn't trying to hide anything. In fact, she had leaked the audio intentionally, using a method that could easily be traced back to her. Because this time, she wasn't…

"Give me the phone. I want to see what that woman's livestream looks like." "This..." The assistant hesitated for a moment. Amelia: "Why do you hesitate? Give it to me!" The assistant, feeling a bit anxious, quickly handed over the phone. On the screen, Leah appeared with her slightly seductive makeup, a lazy smile on her face, almost like a lively little temptress. "This b*tch!" Amelia bit her lip, somewhat displeased as she glanced at Leah's data. "Fifty million..." Amelia widened her eyes. "Why does her live-stream donation amount so much?!"

And now, the consequences were unraveling faster than I could grab hold. My thoughts spiraled. How did this video surface? How? My father couldn’t have found it on his own. Someone must have leaked it, someone with access. Someone close. Walls have ears. That old saying rang in my head like a curse. My sister, Amara, had been unusually quiet this whole time. She was seated on the white couch, legs crossed, dressed in her usual designer ensemble, scrolling through her phone as if she didn’t have a brother about to cause a national scandal.

With everything said and done, she and Ken Li messed up the lives of a lot kids and destroyed the plans and dreams they had for their individual lives and future. “Amira killed Ken, I don’t know if she did it herself or she sent thugs to do it for her but I know she did it. She’s rich, Amira Li is very rich but it’s a hidden fact. She made a lot of worth for her self because she trades on forex and bitcoins, she’s also a nude model and acts professional pornography but under a different name and identity. She wears a disguise in most of shoots so she looks different from her normal self. She owes multiple buildings all over the world, she’s a strategist , smart and a psychopath.” She stated

Amira muttered to herself, making sure Grandma Lila didn't hear her. "I still can't believe this," Wally said, rolling her eyes before plopping down on a couch. "She also took..." Amira caught herself before revealing that the role she had boasted about had been effortlessly snatched by Karina. They all looked at her expectantly, waiting for her to finish, but she let out a sigh. As Wally scanned her from head to toe, she gasped. "Your dress looks soaked. Why?" "It's Karina. She found a new way to humiliate me," Amira spat with disdain.

Amara frowned. “What footage?” “The unedited version.” Cold moved slowly through her chest. “Who released it?” “I don’t know yet.” But the way he said it meant: someone important had moved without permission. That worried him. And if Damian Afolayan worried— people suffered afterward. They moved quickly now through the corridor toward the exit. By the time they reached the car, Amara’s phone was already exploding with notifications. Mentions. Messages. Tags. Her name trending again. She opened the first video.