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snapped Russell. The woman said one more time but still in a slightly lower voice, and Russell again asked her to speak louder. After saying it ten times, Russell also edited the woman's video using filters to make it look attractive. After that, Russell shared on the woman's I*******m account, stepped on his cell phone, and hit it with an iron until it shattered.

I slouch to the sofa and begin to watch the video, after reducing the volume to the barest minimum. Her face is clear and mine too. The video showed how much we both enjoyed the night together and that was what I needed. Tessa's words when I began to go into her fast excited me. She was asking me to go faster. The video lasted for almost two hours but I couldn't watch it all, I fast-forwarded it till the end when we slept and how I woke up. I edited the parts that are not necessary and saved the edited version. I grin in satisfaction, tugging at my mustache and thinking of the next line of action when I notice the presence of someone.

My face and Dmitry’s barely show but the angle is enough to show everything happening and my thumbs hover across the screen. The thought of sending it to Tamer crosses my mind thrice and I bite down on my lip to stop my train of thoughts. Things to note: Real names are being used and even though my face barely shows if someone decides to enhance the brightness I’m certain the reflection will give me out. But I can also edit most of it out… right? Why’s the idea of sending Tamer the video doing something unsurprisingly new to me… A low sigh leaves my lips and I get down to business, censoring out our names. It takes more hours than I actually planned out and by the time I’m done it’s already

And also, even if it is already edited, I can't assure you that it won't have mistakes anymore since making mistakes is inevitable. I'll reread and edit it all over again so expect some changes if ever you decide to read the chapter again. Thank you for understanding.

It’s b⁠u⁠siness, n‍ot‍hing else. Then I open the secon‌d file — the one Cassandra sent me. The cu‍ts a‌re seamless, alm‌ost invisible. But the⁠ background blur shifts just slightly, th⁠e time st⁠amp‍ altered by mil‍liseconds. The moment Aria looks up⁠ f‍r‍om the document, the edit slices in, making it look li‍ke s‌he‌’s smiling at him⁠.

Perfect. I sat down at my laptop, dragging the photo into my editing software. My fingers flew, replacing shadows, darkening the area around her eyes, pasting a knife from a random stock photo into her hand. Added a little blood. Maybe too much? No—drama sells. Messy sells. I adjusted the lighting. Tilted the contrast. Cropped it weird so it looked like a leak. By the time I was done, I actually scared myself a little. It looked real. I couldn't even tell where the edits started anymore. It was the best work I'd ever done. Sickeningly good.

I took my bath, pick my bathrobe and stop the camera and my iPhone 13pro max from Covering so that I can edit. I walked to my work table, I began to edit the videos. After editing I stream it on my platform , Comments began to pour in from my clients and viewers. I picked my phone to go through the comments when a message popped on my inbox, I have a private chat box on my website where you can chat me up. I opened my inbox and their was " Hi" in my inbox which I replied.

I also promise to edit well so you won't get frustrated while reading. Thank you! 😉😍

I set my bag down, placed my iPad on the coffee table, and sank into the couch with a sigh of contentment. The buzz of the evening lingered, but I knew I needed to harness this energy while it lasted. I reached for my iPad and opened my editing app, scrolling through clips I’d filmed earlier in the week. Each frame felt like a piece of my journey—messy, unpolished, but undeniably me.

Ariana POV My phone kept buzzing. I didn’t pick it up immediately. I was sitting on the floor this time, my back against my bed, my laptop open in front of me. I was editing my video from earlier, cutting small parts, adjusting the lighting, adding captions. Something I actually enjoyed. Something that was mine. Buzz. I ignored it. Buzz again. I paused the video and sighed.