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We trust you understand the gravity of this situation and the urgency required in your response. We look forward to hearing from you soon. Warm regards, Sophie Laurent Public Relations Manager Claudia Beauty I wasn't sure I was seeing well or my migraine got worse, but Claudia beauty is one of the biggest brands I have ever worked with and I am about to get dropped by them for a footage that got leaked 3 months ago! No wonder my recent campaigns had not been posted on their pages, I wasn't getting feedbacks for the promotional videos I sent to them. This is SO bad.

Claire smiled at me and pulled out a key from her pocket. “He’s got some serious strength, this is copper-made, and he managed to make such a big dent on it.” “Looks like you and your fiancé need a new toy.” Claire gave me the stink eye. "Wow! Did you guys get into the water?" She took off the chastity belt and shook it twice. "It's full of water, and your shorts are soaked..." "It's not water..." I looked down and covered my face. "This really sucks..."

Bella squeezed the drive in her hand. "You think this will finally take him down?" "No," Elodie said. "You will. But this will be the dagger you drive." --- The next morning, Clara rushed in with wide eyes. "Bella - we've got a leak." Bella's stomach dropped. "What now?" Clara held up her phone. It was a screenshot. Of Bella's ultrasound. Posted. Shared. Viral. The caption read: > The Billion-Dollar Bump: Is Bella Monetizing Motherhood?

That was the one thing Klaire knew, she knew movies. It was after the premiere that her phone pinged. She expected it to be Casey and so she whipped it out of her purse quickly, turning it on. But instead, it was a message from an unknown number. Unknown Number: Fifty thousand dollars. Or everyone knows. Then there were several pictures that came after. And one after the other, they made her stomach drop. It was Casey, with someone. Their pace was blurred out. But it was clear what they were doing in the pictures. They were kissing, having, sex. Doing all the things she would be doing with Casey. She recognized that one of the pictures was taken when they were in Bali.

Doing a photoshoot for the well-known Exclusive magazine across the nation. "I made sure that this girl is indeed Fathia Bernessa Claire. And I confess, it was a huge mistake for me to fake all the death documents for Fathia because this girl's life is in danger." Clara closes her eyes momentarily. She doesn't want to utter the name she despises the most, but it's a necessity now. Especially since what she feared has truly come to pass in her eyes.

#BlackwoodRejected #ClaireRunsAway #BlackwoodShame There were screenshots everywhere. Screenshots of a post Claire had made on her private I*******m that someone had leaked. In it, she talked about the kidnapping, about feeling pressured to marry me, about needing space from the Blackwood family. But what made it worse were the memes. People had turned us into a joke. Pictures of me with captions like "When even fifty million dollars can't buy you love" and "Rejected billionaire starter pack." was all over the place. The worst part was the comments. Thousands of them.

“That’s it.” The next morning, they both bore bruises—hers physical, his emotional. Still, Zara showed up to the war council meeting at the Crescent Court. Ruby met her at the gate with two espresso shots and a grim expression. “You made the news.” Zara blinked. “What?” Ruby pulled out her phone. A supernatural gossip blog blazed across the screen: > “Beast Billionaire’s Human Mate Linked to Ancient Blood Curse” Sources say the new Luna may not survive her first transformation. Victor Vale calls for firm investigation.

Morning came too quickly. Claire woke to find Damian already gone, only a note left on her nightstand in his precise handwriting: Had to handle some things at the office. Jennifer will be there at 9 with a plan. Stay strong. You've got this. -D She checked her phone with trepidation. The article had gone viral overnight. Social media was ablaze with opinions - some defending her, others tearing her apart with gleeful cruelty. The hashtag #ColeGate was trending nationally.

She had plugged her own device in and the notifications for hundreds of messages had started to pour in. This isn't happening.” She hit play again on the video which has gone viral overnight. Her and Nichole making out in the club in New York was splashed all over the Internet. “Who is this Clara person?” Meredith asked quietly,” She literally posted this video asking her followers to find out the name of the slut stealing her boyfriend.

He stared down at Clara, still kneeling there — face flushed, lips parted, chest rising and falling rapidly beneath the sweat-soaked habit. “Lift your habit, Sister. Now. Show your priest what that sinful pussy is hiding.” Clara obeyed instantly, her fingers trembling with excitement. She grabbed the hem of the black habit and slowly raised it to her waist, exposing her thick, shapely legs, her fair skin glistening with sweat. She wasn’t wearing panties — she never did anymore when she came to confess. Her shaved pussy appeared in all its obscene glory: the outer lips swollen and deep red, parted, shining with the abundance of honey dripping from her. Her clit was prominently swollen and har