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by Terra. "Bless my eyes! They're so hot!! They'll make a lovely CP~" by eating popcorn everyday. "IKR?! OH~ I thought I was the only one!!" by Kyler's babe. "The other guy's who?" by Linear equations. "Jack Johnson, number one hottie in our class, check it out! A normal but actually hotter than an alpha! he's way hotter than Daren!!" by a foreign queen. "So what? Is still prefer Daren! Daren~ forever~ I vote Daren x Jerry ship~" by my Pomeranian little brother is too cute.

Harper and Joseph were surprised at the sync so, they ended up laughing. Then, Joseph clicked on the account 'Tiger_77'. It was Theodore's account. Theodore had one million followers and was pretty famous on I*******m. Theodore's I*******m was filled with his own photos, Joshua's photo with him, photos of places and food. Joseph couldn't deny that Theodore's solo photos were like that of a model. Theodore had even modeled for some big makeup brands. Joseph was amazed. After a lot of stalking, Joseph followed Theodore's account back on I*******m.

"Sweetheart, meet Fela. She's an old friend of mine." Chloe nodded and looked at Fela. She smiled and extended her hand for a handshake, introducing herself, "Chloe Arley... Nice to meet you." Fela took Chloe's hand with a friendly gesture. "Nice to meet you too. I'm Fela Smith. I used to be Edward's most beloved ex-girlfriend." She confidently introduced herself, catching Chloe's attention. Oh my God. Why are there so many of Edward's ex-girlfriends? But... why do I have to meet all of them?

_Fucking hot bastard! -----

Hot topic number three, ‘#Josh Batton’s downfall#’. Hot topic number four, ‘#Annabeth Cates#’. Hot topic number five, ‘#Josh Batton#’. Hot topic number six, ‘#X Entertainment lied#’. Hot topic number seven, ‘#Annabeth Cates is pregnant#’. Hot topic number eight, ‘#Josh Batton’s fans are abandoning him#’. Hot topic number nine, ‘#Josh Batton is not fit to be an idol#’. Hot topic number ten, ‘#Why Annabeth Cates?#”.

In his hand, he carried a slim tablet. "I am looking at what I am about to destroy," I replied without turning around. Alistair moved closer, stopping directly behind me. I could feel the heat radiating from his body. He didn't touch me, yet his presence consumed my personal space. "Ambition is a sweet spice, Elaine. But unchecked rage only makes you careless." He held the tablet out to me. "Look at this. The latest update from your beloved 'fiancé'." My hands trembled as I took the device. The screen displayed a prominent business and lifestyle site with a headline that made my stomach churn:

An I*******m post. Not on Krystal’s old dusty account, the one that still had a picture of a cracked ceramic mug captioned “Somehow surviving finals.” No, this one was new. Verified. Clean aesthetic. Minimalist white backgrounds, coffee cups with latte art, hands with rings that looked too expensive to be rented. @k.huntertm—people didn’t even recognize it at first. Then came the whispers.

My finger moved on its own. His profile—blue checkmark, 4.2M followers—featured a new Story. I went back to the main video. The comments kept popping up on the screen. @TateFan420: "OnlyFans with that body? Must be earning peanuts. Who wants to see that thing undressed. Bet she smells like a seafood dumpster." @Sigma342: "Look at her thighs jiggle when she walks! Built like that and acts like she's hot? Delusional."

Tatiana Did I think Hasan is hot? Seriously? What kind of sick joke is this? Of course, Hasan is hot. Insane, drop-dead gorgeous man with f*ck*ng Arabic genes that just makes him surreal. Everyone either envied him, wanted to be like him, or wanted to be with him, and I was no different. I mean, have you seen his full, plump lips? The way he bites his lower lip, the way his brows crest cutely when he frowns, or the way his deep eyes switch from innocent to bedroom eyes that hold you under a spell? He was sculpted from another race.