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He couldn’t be Dom. But he was, he was the same Dom who told me to open my legs and show him my hole on video calls. The one I sucked my fingers for, pretending it was his thick cock. The one who made me push my dildo deep into my ass every night while I moaned his name.

Vera, seeing the look on my face patted my shoulder. "Dear, when you marry a rich and influential figure, there is no way to keep it out of the news. Deal with it," Rich and influential? "I think you got the wrong person, guys," I said, suddenly feeling relieved. Mae rolled her eyes again and whipped out her tablet. "Who is this?" she asked, thrusting it in my face. On the screen was a picture of me in my bridal dresses in a man's arms. We were looking into each other's eyes deeply, unaware of our surroundings. The picture had a caption: CEO of Fashion Goddess, Dante Di Benedetto, Caught On Camera With His Bride In A Bar.

Only now, there were no secrets…. There was no denying I had missed my friends. I just hoped they missed me, and could forgive me. I nodded. “I think you may be right.” “Nico is now married with a young baby. And Freddie has just taken a chosen mate. So there would no doubt a lot to catch up on. I am sure the two of them would be delighted to know you have found a chosen mate too.” Dad said with a smile, as he glanced toward Presley. A chosen mate... Of course, that was what they believed she was. A wave of guilt flooded through me. I suddenly felt bad for lying. They had no clue that what they believed was nothing but a created story to gain my own way…

I explained desperately but he didn’t seem to be convinced even one but. He only sighed and reached for his iPad. He tapped the screen, then turned it toward me, and my world collapsed in an instant. The video played in high definition, showing me and the doctor in bed together. My own voice filled the room, as I moaned loudly while we had wild sex. How we changed positions and then planned the whole DNA swap thing… My throat dried up. I couldn’t breathe. My body locked up as I stared at the screen in horror. "I…" My voice cracked. "That’s fake. It’s edited. This is a setup! You have to believe me, Jeff. I don’t know anything about this, it’s a setup.” I let out desperately and then turned t

A sound that didn’t even sound human anymore. Gianna grinned. “You see that?” she growled. “That’s happiness, Caterina. That’s purpose.” Isadora’s tongue poked weakly from between her lips. Her eyes fluttered, dazed, glassy, lost. Caterina stumbled back like she’d been punched. “You think Dom’s gonna let this slide?” she choked. “You think he’s not going to notice you fucking defiled what’s his?” Gianna laughed again..ugly and loud.

JoJo's POV Make-up ✔️ Camera ✔️ Go live! 🎬 I click the red Go Live button on the I*******m app. Unsurprisingly, I have three thousand views increasing by the second. Dozens of reactions and comments flood my phone and I read a few, Sandrakisme: What are you wearing gurlll💘💘 them lips be smokin' Jainleo&san: Your make-up is super flawless Jojo😭😭😭 We need another facial routine🤧🤧🤧

Truly jinxed. Doom — because of course that’s his name — attempts a food heist. She breaks off a piece of meat and feeds the little criminal, who accepts it with zero shame. I still can’t decide if he’s the cutest or ugliest kitten I’ve ever seen. He looks like the kind of cat that would sit on a witch’s broomstick, judging villagers. She switches on the TV. Pretty Woman. Not exactly my genre, but honestly? I’d watch static if it meant she stayed curled up next to me.

Their moans vibrated through each other’s bodies. I grabbed one of the thick realistic dildos we’d brought — ten inches, even girthier than Jay’s, and slicked it with spit. I straddled Kaylee’s face first, facing Sophie, and sank down onto the toy while Sophie kept eating Kaylee out. The stretch made me groan, loud, very “Fuck… watch this, nerd,” I panted, riding the dildo in slow, deep circles right in front of Jay’s wide eyes. “This is how a real pussy gets fucked. Not that sad little virgin hole you’ve been fantasizing”

"He’s supposed to be in a coma. The insurance claims—" "The insurance claims are fraud," the mechanical voice interrupted. "Leo isn't a patient. He’s the lead accountant for the Thorne laundromat. And there he is, shaking hands with Cane Thorne. Date stamp: yesterday. Midnight." Cane’s chest heaved. He reached for the intercom, his fingers fumbling. "Delete that. Delete it now! It’s a deepfake! Rafferty, I’ll kill you for this!"

“No, that’s not…” Thea, standing a few paces away with her arms folded, arched a brow. Her silence was louder than any words. “It’s fake,” Posy suddenly declared, her voice pitching high. “The video…it’s doctored. Someone manipulated it. This isn’t real!” Yolanda stared at the video a bit longer, there's no way that is fake. She didn't know some video analysis expert to tell her that it was all real. Her precious older brother, tangled with Yumi, her best friend!