Erin Gilfoy Leaked Novels & Stories

Everyone gave secrets but none as heavy as this one and then after Dina, Leo pointed at me. “Your turn, Nara. Make it juicy i beg you.” I cleared my throat. I didn’t have any secrets safe enough to tell them but I racked my brain for something. “My ex boyfriend was a gigolo.” “A what?” Leo burst out laughing with tears in his eyes, “You don’t mean that.” “I freaking do.” I said and shrugged my shoulders. “He made me believe he was in love with me but he was there for the financial benefit.” “You gave him money?” Emily cocked a brow and Dina laughed mockingly, covering her mouth.

‘Yunifer Jenkins, I make you feel my pain. The video that Jenny sent was quickly responded by a reporter and processed quickly. "Hahaha, Mrs. Gilren is really unusual," the reporter squeaked in disbelief when he saw Yuriel ordering gigolo services in the video footage sent by Jenny. President Director Gilren's wife had been an internet celebrity for some time. She had created many successive scandals in a short period of time. The other scandal hadn't disappeared yet, now another scandal had emerged. This time, it's about ordering gigolo services. It seemed that this gossip would sell well even if it was only a few hours before President Gilren pulled the news out again.

“I am Brooke, Business Manager of DELILAH fashion brand. I have to clear the air about this incident, and I humbly apologize on behalf of Mrs. Leilani Giles. That was not the audio clip Mrs. Giles had recorded for this show, and I would want you all to kindly understand, that this is all a big misunderstanding, and I suspect foul play is involved. Investigations will immediately commence to get to the bottom of this matter, but please, I urge us to enjoy the rest of the event. Thanks, you for your time.” Neil was muttering encouraging words to me as he guided me out if the large building, where we were joined by Gerald and the other security men. The press outside had probably been tipped of

If Gerald had not been cheating, then how did it complicate things? At that moment, Roque said slowly, “Someone from Deep Pool Corporation leaked these photos. The news outlets must have verified his identity if that was the case. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have dared to leak them this easily. “If it was an employee, then it means Gerald’s got a mole in his company.” North’s breathing hitched. She whirled around to meet Gerald’s gaze. Whatever Roque was saying on the other end, she could not hear him anymore. All she could think about was how long that mole had been spying on Gerald, and whether that would hurt him.

The mysterious sender had offered access to deeper channels, anonymous news brokers, and shell journalists in exchange for one thing: chaos. Fine. Chaos she could give. She poured herself another glass, the crimson swirl catching the lightning’s flicker. “Let the queen play her game,” she murmured. “Let Jamaica summon her armies. I’ll make them burn each other first.” A knock came at the door. Sharp, measured. Her chauffeur intervened, phone in hand. "Ma'am call from the contact. They've released the second piece." Marie snatched the phone. On-screen was a breaking headline: "Leaked Letters Imply Fiona Generys' Monetary Motives Behind Billion Marriage."

She pulled her hands up and down to indicate breathing up and down and Ivy followed suit. Slowly, Ivy regained her senses and voice. "My phone," She opened her bag and brought out her phone. Instantly, she was already reading the news headline. "Sex tape leaked: BILLIONAIRE DILLON LONG HAVING A HEATED SEX WITH ACTRESS MIRABEL," Her phone fell from her hands as soon as she read the headline.

Now. I drop the phone. Slump back in the chair. The juice sits there, untouched. I stare at the blank koala on my screen and suddenly feel like crying. Too late. The leak’s been deleted. The emails scrubbed. But the world already saw. Screenshots exist. Memes are probably being made. Dorothy. Fuck. I whisper under my breath. “I’m so fucking sorry, Dorothy…”

I clicked yes before I could change my mind then the files disappeared into the network, bouncing through servers and dark channels until they were out of my hands. It was done and for a second, nothing happened. I just sat there, listening to my heartbeat hammer against my ribs. Then the first notification pinged, then another. The leak was spreading fast and news sites were picking it up, whistleblower accounts reposting, people dissecting every dirty secret Killian had buried. My lips curved before I realized I was smiling, it was joy or triumph, it was just relief so sharp that it almost hurt. Grayson was still on the line. “Ava… what did you just release?”

“We get your father. We get out. We don’t engage with Victor unless we have to.” “What if he’s there?” “Then we deal with him.” Suddenly, my phone buzzed. Then it buzzed again. And again. A deluge of texts flooded in from Chloe, Jennifer, and numbers I didn’t recognize. All of them contained the same link. My blood went cold. “What is it?” Elena asked. I opened the first link. It was a gossip site. TMZ. The headline made my stomach drop through the floor. BREAKING: BILLIONAIRE'S BEDROOM SECRETS EXPOSED Video footage leaked shows Adrian Blackwood and wife Elena in explicit encounter