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**Chapter 103: Exposed** The video was everywhere. By morning, every major news outlet, gossip site, and social media platform had clipped, slowed down, or looped the most damning segments. My voice—breathy, broken, crying out “Daddy, please”—played on repeat. The sound of leather striking skin. The wet, obscene rhythm of Damien fucking me from behind. My tear-streaked face twisted in pleasure and surrender. #VossBDSM leaked. #DaddysGoodGirl trended worldwide. Memes. Reaction videos. Late-night hosts making jokes. Religious groups calling for my children to be taken away. Feminist commentators debating whether I was empowered or brainwashed.

She reaches for my hand again, but I pull it back slightly, dread pooling in my stomach. “Dre… TJ didn’t leak it.” I stare at her. “What are you talking about?” “TJ was the guy in the video, yeah. He’s getting in serious trouble for recording without consent. But he wasn’t the one who sent it out to everyone.” She takes a deep breath. “The person who confessed to leaking the tapes… it was Luke.”

He is a rogue earning money from the sex tapes he shows on a website and Natasha is just one of his many victims. “I’m Sorry Natasha,” Aleah said before pressing the enter keys. They were planning to simultenously broadcast all the sex video across all the websites created by the advertising company, Aleah and Joyril worked tirelessly to pinpoint the data source. Aleah gripped her hands tightly, her nerves on edge as they waited for the results. Joyril placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder, grounding her amidst the tension.

“My wife downloaded your app yesterday and every clip that was suggested to her was about me. Terry and the others are also posting a ton of content about me. You didn’t know?” “Mr. Lee, I…” Alonso continued to sweat profusely. Kaze then looked at the others. “You guys must have earned a huge buck from this, right?” “Mr. Lee! We are truly sorry!” The CEOs apologized together. If they did not exploit the opportunity, they would not have bought air tickets last night and come to Lilyrose from all over the country. When the first content went viral, they told their men to suggest it more frequently to their users.

"Do not look inside me." "Then stop standing in my son's grave clothes." The words hit her strangely. Not like an insult. Like recognition. The dead screens around the theater flickered. One by one, faces returned. The public broadcast had not reopened because Valerius allowed it. My blood on the shield had made a record the system could not classify as private. PUBLIC RECORD BREACH. UNFILTERED MATERNAL EVIDENCE STREAMING. I looked at the screens. "His name is Leo," I said, breath shaking. "He answered me twice. Once from the archive you stole. Once from the body you want to classify."

“Right. Get it postponed to 2pm. I’m not adequately prepared.” “But the scent is ready already. What are we waiting for?” “Me. You’re waiting for me. Do as I ask will you? Anything else?” Anita sighed. “Yes. Fiona figured out who were the trolls leaking sensitive information regarding your relationship with Lorenzo.” “And ? Who is it?” She asked. Anita sighed. “Leila.” Natalie rolled her eyes. “You have to be kidding me.” “Apparently she and her friends created fake accounts and were the source of everything online found about you.”