Heather Beck Leaked Novels & Stories

She was very private about her home. Which was what surprised me when she let Becca go there. She barely knew Becca. A lot of things weren't making sense, and part of me couldn't help but wonder if there was more to Becca than she was letting on. I didn't want to think about her in that way, but considering everything I went through with Allison, I wouldn't be surprised. Pulling my phone from my pocket, I checked the calendar for Club Velvet. "Fishnet…" "What's that, sir?" Bennet asked, standing at attention waiting for my directive.

Then, I appeared in the audience. After receiving a signal from Samuel, Justin immediately pointed at me and shouted dramatically, "Hey, look! Isn't that Levi Young, the former employee who leaked corporate secrets? How do you still have the nerve to show up here?" The second he yelled that out, guests all around us turned to scrutinize me. I took a deep breath and pointed toward Samuel, who stood under the spotlight onstage. "Mr. Cooper, we talked about this before. What exactly will you do if I can prove I never leaked corporate secrets?"

Heather sniffled as she pulled away then wiped my tears away with her thumb. “It's okay, we are going to figure everything out, okay?” She assured me and I nodded. What would I do without Heather? “Does anyone have any idea who could have done this?” One of the guys asked. “It's Sienna, it has to be” Heather uttered as she turned to the rest. “Who is Sienna?” One of the other guys asked. “She was our ex friend. She hooked up with Rhea's ex” She explained and usually, I wouldn't want to be telling these strangers my business but they deserved to know at least a bit of it.

the woman behind the reception desk turned them down in a charming tone. Dhara shook her head and leaned over the desk. She knew exactly what to say to get the receptionist’s attention. “I don’t believe you’re getting the gravity of the situation here…” She flicked her gaze to the nameplate pinned on the receptionist’s blue blazer. “…Macy,” eyes back on Macy’s face. “My sister is only seventeen,” Dhara made sure that the age of her sister was loud enough for the rest of the customers lingering about to hear.

"Alright. I will take a bath first." "Thank you." "Becca, I hope you will open your heart somehow. Don't generalize people just because of a bad experience from the past." I sighed as I folded my arms. I looked at her and she went straight to the bathroom right away. Rebecca went upstairs to read her mom's diary again. She was too impatient that she read until January 12th of 2016. Dear diary, My husband and I argued over a thing about a former classmate. I tried my best to keep it from Becca. I guess she doesn't have the right to know it. She's too young to get involved for this…

I nod my head like I know the song and check the stairs again. Still no Marcie. It feels like it’s been ages, but I didn’t check the time when she left. At least a little asking around got me the name of the musclehead who carted her off. Everett Beck. Apparently, he’s Heather’s boyfriend. Which could explain the “Theresa” call last week. Between what happened at the Arkly between us and how little we go over to Marcie’s apartment, I can kind of tell Heather doesn’t like our relationship. No idea why, but Marcie is probably upstairs getting lectured about how bad I am for her. I roll my eyes. Between her friends and my mom, we’re verging on Romeo and Juliet territory.

But would kill anyone who so much as blinked the wrong way at them. --- She was working the boxing bag in her gym when the News came on live. "The CEO of Multi-trex Incorporation, has been under strain after the company suffered heavy financial loss. This comes after a failed investment sank billions of dollars. Financial experts are saying there's a huge possibility the company might go bankrupt." A grim smile appeared on Kate's face as she watched the news on TV. A footage of Alex and Evelyn came on screen. They were dodging reporters hounding them for a statement. Cameras were flashing in their faces as the press violated their privacy.

“That’s not happening.” She laughs. “That’s what you think. Come on, we both know Jon will kick you out when he learns the truth. And not just about you coming here to rob him blind, but about all the other cons you pulled. I think my favorite was the time you convinced a Fortune 500 CEO to donate thousands to a bullshit charity you made up.” The blood drains from my face. How does she—dammit, Heather. She was bragging about me to her prison friends, who relayed the message to Rebecca.

“So this is what he meant when he said he was going to make us famous.” “Make who famous?” Hayden asked, walking over to the table and grabbing a bottle of water. “Don’t tell me. Is it Troy again?” Jared nodded, turning the screen toward them. “Yes.” “Before I even look at it,” Beck said, his voice tensing as he walked over, “how bad is it? Did he leak our nudes or something?” Myla stood from the mat and walked over quickly. “How bad is it?” Jared shook his head slowly. “It’s… not the worst thing he’s done.”

"And let me give you some advice—hand over the Luna position of Blood Howl Pack, and I might just let you off easy." "Well said!" I clapped my hands, stepping aside to reveal the hidden camera behind me. Becky’s smile froze. Her face drained of color as she realized what had just happened. "Don’t bother checking the power," I cut in before she could look behind. "It’s live-streaming, dear. Your bold confession has already reached millions of viewers." Her mouth opened and closed like a fish gasping for air. And just to twist the knife, I uploaded the footage Alpha Halbert had retrieved—videos of her bribing the doctor, her staged crying, and, of course, the full, unedited wedding recordings.