One Night with My Maid
Her breath caught in her throat as she opened the top news link.
The media outlets were in a complete frenzy. Pictures from the gala filled the internet—not of their perfect corporate bow, but a grainy, candid shot taken from the shadows of the VIP lounge. It captured the exact moment Director Harrison's son had pinned her against the velvet pillar, his face dangerously close to hers, making it look entirely like an intimate, secret rendezvous.
SCANDAL IN THE EMPIRE: Is the Villareal Fairytale Merely a Cover-up for Elite Betrayal?
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