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he repeated. " Listen miss Wilson, I don't know why you're so wary of me...am sure it's not about the little incident few days ago so what is it..." " Because I know someone like you will always want something in return" she said frimly, her gray eyes glaring at him. For some reason he wanted to see it more closely. He came closer bending his face since she's a little bit short. Emily moved backwards her eyes shaking.she held her chest. "What what do you want to say?"she asked avoiding his gaze. He smirked before answering.

Then typed: Anaïs: It’s… complicated. Emma replied with six laughing emojis. Emma: Ohhh. Don’t worry. Leave it to your professional friend. Make sure to reduce the volume of your phone or use earpods. A second later, Several links and short clips arrived. Anaïs tapped the first one. Her eyes widened when it started. “Oh ah..yes suck my cock.” Anais almost threw her phone. She quickly shut it and put it aside. Her cheeks turned an impossible shade of red. Across the office, Lucero’s pen stopped moving.

Guilt twisted in her stomach even as her body hummed with satisfaction. Mark pulled her close for a kiss. She froze her mouth still tasted like their cum. But he kissed her anyway, soft and loving. The contrast made her feel dizzy with shame and twisted arousal. Later that night, after Mark went to bed, Emma snuck downstairs. Jax and Marcus were waiting in the garage. They didn’t waste time. They fucked her on the hood of Mark’s car double anal again, stretching her beyond limits while she moaned into a rag to stay quiet. They made her repeat how she was no longer Mark’s wife but their personal anal cumdump.

“Like this?” They all looked down at me. “Raise the shirt up,” Emilio instructed, “show us your body.” I pinched the seam of the shirt, sliding it up my skin slowly. My pale thighs were exposed first, and I spread open, showing them my wet pussy. “I knew you were a little slut Lyla,” Emilio breathed, coming close to stand next to me. I looked up at my demon, craving his touch. “What do you want from us?” “Suck my tits,” I said, locking my lips. Emilio grinned. “Very well.”

he retorted with a smirk. Emily scoffed. "You're so shameless Wesley. What kind of man secretly records intimate moments?. And why are you showing it to me?” He adjusted himself. "Emily, let's go back to the deal. You write for me and I will delete this video of your sister. If you don't trust me.. my dear, I will make sure this video is on every social media platform. Don't forget darling, I don’t make empty threats" he finished off with a wicked grin.

She says holding the picture up to her face. Emilys hand begin to shake, and her heart and sinks to her stomach as unfamiliar images face between her eyes. She stumbles to the floor, gasping for air "what have you done to me" she managed to say between gasp. Maybe its all the soul and life she's been breathing in, she's been lifeless for so long she has become intolerant. Anna sat her down, back on the same spot and gave her a chance to catch her breath. Just then the old lady ran in from whereever she went with a photo album in hand.

she shouted as she held her beating chest while panting heavily. "I don't know," Williams said with a small shrug. "Maybe." Emily turned sharply with fear in her eyes as she heard Williams say this. Seeing her reaction to his words, Williams burst into a loud laughter, holding his sides as he bent down, his body shaking with each gasp of breath. "You think it's funny?" Emily said, rolling her eyes as she rested her weight on the doorknob that she was holding. "That is not funny, Williams." "To you, it's not," Williams said after he raised his head and laughed to his fill. He pointed to her and said, "why are you shaking all over?"

Emmy took one and slowly started munching on it. “Ice?” Emmy said after another five minutes had went by. “What?” I asked without looking up. “What does this look like to you?” She handed me a picture. It was actually a picture of Alec and I in the woods having sex. I was riding him as he was leaning against a tree. “Looks like a good time?” I asked looking at her. “I mean, behind you. Is that a hand?”

“No. NO.” “Two—someone stole a gallery photo of me.” “You are the drama,” she whispered reverently. “Three—Emily hooked up with a photographer who is now very… relevant.” “Oh, my God, it’s like Gossip Girl: European Edition.” “Four—Emily’s nudes got leaked.” Annalise let out an actual shriek. “I saw that! I thought it was a deepfake! Is she okay?!” “She is,” I said, smiling faintly. “Because five—we did a nude shoot in a vineyard to reclaim her image.”

In the blink of an eye, more than a week had passed. Emma returned to the Sandford Family for lunch and heard Minlan mention that Luisa was crying so hard that she almost fainted. Emma knew that although Luisa was arrogant and domineering, her feelings towards her grandmother must be real. In this week, something big had happened in the entertainment industry. Emily was caught in a sex scandal. The photos were being reposted on the internet. In the photos, Emily was wearing sexy and revealing lingerie and was being pressed down by a fat man. The atmosphere was very ambiguous and the background of that man was also dug out by someone with ulterior motives.