Dixie Damelio Leak Novels & Stories

Day before the court date, I went to see Michaela and Valerie and told them what happened. "I am glad you finally took a step against that bastard." Michaela says venom lacing her words. "It was Elicia, who had the balls to do all that. If it was me alone, I would still be sulking." I tell Mick and she raises a brow. "What?" I ask her. "Who is Elicia?" Mick goes on to ask. "My girlfriend." I say and see pain flash in Mick's eyes.

The door shut behind her as silence returned between them, but when they started to drive off, inside, her head returned to utter chaos. “What in God's name is going on?” Moments later, back at the mansion, Damien was now standing by the bar, his back stiff as he poured himself a drink. Unlike other times when he would pour with a flourish, the swiftness of his hands showed that he was fighting something inside; Isla could sense his blood boiling. Meanwhile, she lingered a few feet away, her arms wrapped around herself, Her breath was shallow as she was still looking dazed. Then, without turning to face her, Damien finally spoke, "Who leaked this?"

I’ve been called worst. Let’s talk about the news going around the office. Angela Shirley fucked Mr. Ellmord; that was the only way she secured an account with him. Jane is the source of the news, and she doesn’t even bother hiding it. Mrs. Jackson who heard the rumor had the guts to come to me and encouraged me to continue whatever it is I am doing with Xavier until the fashion show is over.

He smirked. Leila was doing her role-play drama on the stage. All the people there were mesmerized by her beauty and her acting but two dark eyes fixed on her was up to no good. Damien took out his phone. He dialled a number... "I want you to kidnap a girl. Her name is Leila. I will send you the address. Drop her there..." He said with an evil smirk playing on his lips. Leila didn't know that her little mistake would make her life more miserable. She messed up with the wrong man. Damien was now sitting peacefully gawking her like a hunter to his prey.

"I appreciate you taking the call. I'm calling about the video broadcast on the news last night." "I'm listening," Maxwell said, unimpressed. Although in truth Maxwell expected another Lee to call him. Dexter Lee perhaps? "My younger brother, Dexter, is entirely responsible for that video," Damon revealed, skipping any corporate small talk. "He recorded it on the plaza last night and leaked it to the media out of pure spite. It was a completely reckless, stupid decision, and he had absolutely no authority to speak for our family or the company." “I know.” Maxwell said. “Of course you do.” Damon took a heavy breath and breathed out. “i assume you recognized his voice?” He asked.

“It’s started.” Damien’s entire body went rigid. “What do you mean?” Naomi held up her phone. “A leak. Financial reports, internal documents… someone’s feeding the media information about your businesses.” She scrolled, her face darkening. “And it’s not just the company. Personal details about you, your past dealings everything.” Damien’s expression darkened further. “That bastard.” Sienna’s breath caught. “You think it’s Adrian?” Damien’s jaw ticked. “I don’t think I know.”

"Kiley, are you proud? What if I told you I recorded everything that just happened on my phone? Would you still be so smug?" Kiley was taken aback for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure. "Hmph, do you think I'd believe you? You're just trying to scare me!" I sneered and looked at Damien, who hadn't spoken, pulling out my phone. I had been recording the whole time, capturing the evidence of his infidelity. Damien suddenly became frantic, rushing over to try and snatch my phone, but I dodged out of the way. Kiley, seeing that I was indeed recording, also became anxious, shouting, "Damien, quickly, take that bitch's phone away! If she leaks this video, it will ruin my reputation!"

“Right now, your focus should be on the scandal that’s actually affecting us.” Amelia frowned. “Delacroix,” Liam said simply. Amelia’s chest tightened. Of course. Delacroix was the model at the center of the Daniel Carter cheating scandal. The one whose face was plastered everywhere, and now dragging Vellaro Models through the mud alongside him.

Gemma said as she dropped a voice recorder. The voice recorder played and everyone in the room went paler than before. “When was this?” Damien's head lawyer barked at Damien as Damien was unresponsive. “This is heinous.” The prosecutor in charge said as other prosecutors agreed as they collected the evidence. “How did you get this?” Damien finally muttered out, it was his deepest secret he didn't even tell his lawyer about it because of how shady it was. The recorded conversation was one Damien and a Military personnel in Dain were having.

In the days following the fiasco at the charity gala, and the popularity of the viral video, Flora and Damien set their second step into motion. Damien, through his extensive network in the media, leaked explicit photos of Henry and Olivia onto social media; cozying up to each other at a dimly lit bar, bodies pressed together in Henry's car, limbs tangled in the bedroom of a seedy hotel. The images spread like wildfire, igniting a frenzy of public outrage even more furious than the last.