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And now the world might. The angle was perfect. His cock—thick and slick—disappeared into me with wet, obscene sounds. God, I looked so needy. So desperate. So fucking used. I watched myself fall apart. On camera. His student. His secret. My phone buzzed. Unknown Number: ‘Nice video. How much for the sequel?’ I froze. My lungs stopped working. Another message came in. Different number. Anonymous: ‘You fuck like a goddess come to life. What’s your OnlyFans?’

Ruth’s analysis made Apollo realize this matter was not as simple as he thought. He stopped hiding behind Lyla and sat down beside Ruth. “You mean someone is targeting Demi?” Ruth said nothing. Abel poured Ruth a glass of water and casually said, “I heard that Alex is Miss Demi’s fan, and he wants to hire her to endorse the Shadow in Water series. Seema is famous, but they have never collaborated with celebrities, so this is a good opportunity.” “Many celebrities want this opportunity, but only a few are as famous as Demi,” Ruth added.

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