Amira West Leaked 소설 & 이야기

Before she could respond, the journalist appeared from the corner drenched, shaking, eyes wide with fear. “Amara,” she gasped, breathless. “You need to know the leak’s already out. The second story’s live. They’re calling it ‘The Reckoning of Silence.’ It’s trending.” Amara’s heart dropped. She took the woman’s phone. On the screen, her own picture filled the page a zoomed-in shot of her and Liam at the exhibit, with the headline: “A Love Rewritten: Amara’s Career Thrives on the Scandal That Broke Her.”

Then some students approached her, their eyes filled with joy. "Hey, Amira, how could you and your sister hide something so big? We had no idea Claudia was Mr. Marini's mistress. That is wonderful..." They screamed in excitement, waiting for her to respond. Amira remained motionless, her eyes widened, and her lips parted in confusion. "What do you mean?" "Audio of Claudia and Mr. Martini making out was leaked, and it spread throughout the school." They giggled and then left, whispering to one another. Then she took out her phone from her pocket and discovered a random audio clip in the school's group chat.

“But it’s the truth. And I’m tired of hiding. Let them see the real me—not the woman in the contract. Not the ex-girlfriend. Not the victim.” Liam hesitated. Then nodded. “We’ll do it together.” --- By morning, their PR team had crafted a statement. But Amara didn’t want scripts. She asked for a microphone. A stool. A camera. Nothing more. The livestream began with no fanfare. Just Amara, sitting in the nursery, surrounded by the soft pastel blues and creams they’d picked out for their daughter. Her belly was visibly round beneath a fitted sweater. Her voice was steady.

" 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.”

“You think you did her a favor? Exposing her life- her tragedies? Are you insane-“ “First of all, I did do her a favor-“ “How?!” Leona demands, and once more, Amara shrugs. “Better they find out now rather than later. If she waited too long, it’d just become a huge scandal, and she’d lose more than just people’s respect.” Amara justifies. “Hell, now that I’ve helped her out with coming clean, she’s probably earned herself some pity points.” “You’re fucking delusional-“ Leona scoffs, disbelief written all over her face as she matches her sister’s position, leaning back in her seat with crossed arms.

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?!"