Erin Gilfoy Leaked Novels & Stories

Holding back tears, Fely opened her email on her laptop and saw a list of fake accounts that Nina had sent. The phone rings again. "What else, Garry? Aren't you going too far, scolding me so early?" Garry snorted. "I just wanted to warn you. Be careful. My mother is not happy about the many scandals you are involved in." This time Garry hung up the phone without waiting for Fely to answer. Fely's tears rolled down her cheeks as she wrote lines about Lea and Tommy McAidan's relationship, which led to Lea getting a job as an advertising model for Marilyn Diamond and Co.

there was barely any life to the way I sounded. “We have news regarding the leak. We’ve traced down the source and I don’t think the leak is someone you know sir,” My secretary, Tania said to me on the phone. “Go on, give the name.” “Matthew Simons. That was the leak’s name, he leaked the footage anonymously online that got to several blogs to repost and publish about.” Matthew Simons? She was right to think it’s someone I don’t know because I don’t think I’ve ever heard that name before.

I just needed to play this game right, and maybe…maybe he would release me. “I… I’m sorry,” I whispered shakily. “Jeremy shouldn’t have left you. You are the one for him. I’ll leave him, Chris. But please…let me go.” He laughed again, the sound scraping across my nerves. “Oh, I’m not a fool. That video I leaked at your stepdad’s dinner didn’t even separate you two. Then I knew… nothing else could stop it.” My stomach dropped. “You… did that?” “Oh, Teyana,” he said, eyes gleaming. “I’ve done so many things… you’d be horrified for the last ten minutes of your life if you knew.”

Throughout dinner, Nyla wanted to ask about the investigation into the data leak, but Damon seemed focused on his meal, leaving her no opening to bring it up. It wasn't until Damon set down his cutlery that she finally asked, "So, what did you find out about the data leak?" Seeing her anxious expression, Damon guessed she'd been holding this question in for a while. His tone turned serious. "We discovered that Gabriel was in contact with Robert Palfrey from Contelligence. Based on their conversations, it's clear he's the one who leaked the data." Nyla pressed her lips together, showing no excitement despite learning the identity of the culprit.

“I paid handsomely to keep this quiet. How did it leak?!” The staffer swallowed and glanced at his laptop. “Look, sir. Your name is already trending. Several gossip accounts are circulating it.” Adrian strode to the screen, his heart almost stopping when he saw the clip: a short cut of him leaving the hotel room with Leviana, his face clear in the corridor camera. “This is manipulation!” Adrian snarled, clutching his hair. “I never—” His phone rang sharply. Deviana’s name flashed on the screen. Adrian’s chest dropped.

When he finally pulls out the fresh mess drips onto the metal between my legs. He looks down at it and then back up at my face. “You really mean it. About not caring what the town says.” “I mean every word.” I stay spread open so he can watch the cum leak. “Let them talk. Let them stare. I am not done with you and I do not plan on hiding any of it.” Jack reaches down and pushes two fingers through the mess, holding them up so the thick strings catch the fluorescent light. “Then we are going to give them plenty to talk about.”

"Who?" ​"Ethan Grey," Jake delivered flatly. "Gilbert sent him the photo late Wednesday night. Don't look at me like that, Mike—she trusted the bastard. But Grey didn't just keep it. He leaked the direct file to Allie Grace and Veronica during third period. Allie used her family's tech allowance to routing-mask the upload through the school database so it wouldn't trace back to her phone." ​"And the paint?" My voice was dangerously low, a gravelly vibration that made the tools on the workbench faintly rattle.

I stood behind her, my hand resting on her shoulder. "So," I said. "What did you find?" Germaine took a deep breath. "I did some digging after I saw the article. Whoever leaked it knew what they were doing. The photos, the information—it's too detailed to be a coincidence. This wasn't some random tip. Someone close to you did this." "We already figured that out," Kaira said. "We think it's Shelly." Germaine's expression flickered. "I was afraid you'd say that."

Gloss POV The moment Dream’s declaration hit the internet, my world spun off its axis. Overnight, every gossip site, entertainment channel, and social feed turned my name into a trending topic. Gloss, the anonymous intern-turned-“partner” of the nation’s most untouchable CEO. My phone wouldn’t stop vibrating, my inbox overflowed with messages, and my reflection in the mirror felt like a stranger’s.

FAE Our Sunday plans with my friends went through as expected. My friends arrived as early as nine, picked up by Jigo’s driver. After a quick snack, we started showing Joanna, Pam, and Kacey around the property. Thanks to our nightclubbing before, the three were no longer awkward around Jigo. The conversation was lively and loud. They teased us about the pictures from last night’s party going viral on social media, even more so than our clubbing photos, because the press was there. We hadn't checked our social media, but Jigo spoke to the family publicist on the phone earlier so we knew that Lola Leah already heard about it. She saw a video of our moments on the dance floor because many gues