Carly Hart Leak の小説・ストーリー

When Alyssa heard from Vincent that Ada had left the show, she ran to the underground parking with Sean in search of Ada. At that moment, Ada had entered her private van with a foul expression. As the door rolled to a close, a pair of pale hands gripped it and slid it open. "Madam Ada, we know you're furious at the trending topics. I feel the same because the photos have been leaked! KS World Hotel has no idea about the leak!" Alyssa spoke through heavy breaths after running all the way. She was sweaty,

Every time my worst moments flash on screen—hotel hallway, shaking hands, old audio of me slurring through a backstage pep talk—I grip the armrest hard enough to make my fingers ache. Every time Angelo’s emails scroll alongside contracts. Every time a line from my leaked song syncs perfectly with some ugly truth on the screen. The comments go insane. #LunaOwnedTheTruth trends. #ArtistsAreNotAssets hits the top five. A clip of me saying “I was nearly sold” gets millions of retweets. Another, where I say “My past isn’t my shame,” becomes a sound under videos of girls ripping up bad deals, quitting toxic jobs, and walking out of casting calls.

With her nerves frayed and her throat dry, she stammered out the entire story of the break-in and the police. Back at the new apartment, I had freshened up and spent some time decompressing with Carllo before heading to my room. I was just about to fall into a restless sleep when Carllo barged in, his eyes wide as he thrust his phone toward me. "Lanka! Look! Hamilton just posted on T*****r. He’s got your back!" I flopped up against the headboard, squinting at the screen. @HamiltonMadden: [500,000 gold to commission Maestro Adagio for a new pack anthem. Please, bless us with your talent.]

By the time full daylight broke, the hospital had turned into a newsroom. Reporters packed the courtyard, drones humming over the entrance like metallic insects. Security had to escort us through service corridors to keep cameras off our faces. Inside, the Hartman family HQ had gone to emergency mode. Screens, files, crisis plans…everything buzzing. Damien’s voice came first over the speaker. “The clip is everywhere. Charlotte phrased it as Hartman Truth Leaks. Hashtags, financed view‑boosts, she’s bought reach from three continents.”

Dion led her to the car and once they were seated comfortably, she asked him what exciting news he was mentioning earlier. “Okay, I think it’s time for me to share this with you, Christian’s sex tape with Layla was leaked this morning. I didn’t request for this but today I met up with the boys and apparently Milo and Ajax were the ones who had the idea and they managed to hack his computer and leaked the tape to every single Charmonet employees.” He revealed the news. Sofia’s eyes widened in surprise, she really was not expecting that and had no idea about it at all. But at the same time, she was kind of happy.

I said and she nodded and squeezed my hand tight. " Um... " Anna clears her throat as she stands at the door entrance, Heedah releases my hand immediately and concentrates on the injury, " Sorry for interrupting but we have a bit of an issue " She let out a sigh. " What's the issue? " I raised a brow " There has been another leak, check your phone " She sighs and I pick my phone from the stool next to me, the video of Anna and I at the restaurant had been leaked, a smile escaped my lips,

Alex Rockefeller was immediately reminded of the night where they found each other sleeping together on the same bed, drunk. But then again, a glass of wine shouldn’t be of any harm. “What do you plan to do? Call the police on Zack Carter?” asked Alex. “The police?” Hailey Lawson took a big gulp of wine and shook her head. “If this goes public, I will be blamed instead. He is nothing but an old pervert, insignificant and negligible.” Alex thought about it and nodded.

Chapter Nine: Leaked Soren’s phone wouldn’t stop vibrating. He sat on the edge of his couch, his elbows on his knees while staring at the coffee table where his screen kept lighting up with new notifications. Every major sports outlet had picked up the story. The leaked messages, some explicit, some unexpectedly tender were splashed across headlines in bold font. “Calder & Draven: From Rivals to Lovers — Explicit Texts Revealed” One message in particular was everywhere:

"Is he the one you’ve moved on with? He seems... remarkably domestic." I took a bite of a strawberry, meeting his gaze. "He’s attentive and cares if I breathe. My standards for males have improved drastically, wouldn't you say?" Cameron’s jaw tightened. "I shouldn't have bothered," he muttered to himself. "By the way," I said, looking at him through my lashes. "I heard the binding with Lexi Hart was terminated. Is that true?" "It's true." "And Naomi Brooks? Her surgery? Is she still being taken care of?"

Raymond called before I could answer. “Sir, someone leaked the story. It’s everywhere, photos, names, details. Reporters are outside your building and Ms. Harper’s apartment.” “Who leaked it?” “We’re checking, but the photos came from the park. The same ones Adrian sent your mother.” My stomach dropped. Adrian. “Get legal on this now,” I said. “They can’t use the kids’ photos without consent.” “I’ll try, but it’s already viral.” I hung up and looked at Lily, who was staring blankly at her phone.