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Hence, I took a stride, closer to Brittany to grab her arms, " Tell me, how did you expose Finn? How did you manage to them all alone?" Something wasn't feeling right to me about the incident. I knew that Brittany was somewhere obsessed with me but not to that point that she would take every step fight for me. Besides, exposing a public figure like us required a lot of high risk. Never she had done all because of me alone. Brittany stiffened her shoulders. Her lips quivered when she intended to say something, " Ares..I was actually..."

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she yelled, defending her stupidity. “So, this Picture with your child and husband is photoshop, right? How about this video?” Denola says and passed her phone to Dad. It was a video of Brittany where she had recently gone to a hotel where her husband and child are logged in to see them, it shows them seeing her off as she kisses the man and hugs the child before getting into her car. “I am not married with a child, Baby, don't listen to them, they are only trying to separate us.” She cried out, trying to snatch the phone out of my Dad’s hand but Denola grabbed her. I scoffed on seeing her so pathetic

At the perfect timing, she released the photos and video pieces of evidence she procured of Brittany’s inhumane character to the public, and the ‘’information hungry’’ Netizens ate it up. Brittany’s image was soiled and tarnished beyond repair. The shreds of evidence were irrefutable, and at the moment, everyone that could help her avoided her like a plague. Someone ‘’leaked’’ a photo of her unconscious on a sick bed with impaled limbs but instead of garnering the empathy of the public, they ate her up with malicious comments and made memes comparing her to a crab. She earned the name ‘’ Crab princess.’’ which entered the top trend.

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"You called me a street girl, didn't you? And you're probably wondering why I didn't even try to deny it. Why would I when it's the truth? Yes, Richard, I am a street girl and if you think that you're the only one who's good at keeping stuff in your phone for blackmail, then you're absolutely wrong." "What do you mean?" "This." Brittany replied shovingbher phone in his face with a video playing. It was a sex tape. Their sex tape. "You recorded us?" Richard asked clearly shocked. He didn't expect it from her. "What did you expect? I don't even trust myself. Why then should I trust you?" "So you're gonna blackmail me into marrying you? That's ridiculous. Even you will be exposed."

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Zayn knew the situation was a small nod, reached into his pants pocket and asked one of the staff members to show proof of the photos so they could correct again. "We got this from an informant. There's no way Nadhea Martinez's face is there bribing a reporter for our allegations even though they're true," Zayn said, showing his fangs to Nadhea in tears and Adam couldn't believe the photos publicized the woman he loves being caught doing a short cut. Brittany got the courage from her twin brother immediately put his hand on her chest and raised his voice. "How is Miss dramatic? You like the best gift of the year from both of us," said Brittany nyalang packing omega pride.

Brittany pressed herself against my back, one hand reaching around to toy with the chain, the other sliding between my legs to circle my clit in lazy, teasing strokes. "You're so wet it's obscene," she whispered in my ear. "Bet you've been fantasizing about this too. Two girls to use, one mouth to fill, one hole plugged and buzzing” she laughed. “Is this what you used to do with Bianca and Max too? Poor Ellie, always the afterthought." I moaned around Zane, tears streaking my mascara. The vibrations pulsed higher. Brittany cranked the remote, and my body betrayed me completely, hips grinding back against nothing, chasing friction.