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“Look who finally stepped out of their shell.” Uncle Charlie eyed Lucas. “Or you came to the wrong location ?? You’re in a club.” “Oops my bad, I thought I was in my office.” Lucas shrugged. “What about you though? Finally able to fix your deranged family and make them see you as less of a pornster?” Charlie’s eyes darkened as he argued. “I’m not a pornster.” Lucas nodded with a mocking smile on his face. “Right. Of course, you’re not a pornster. You only fuck women while on camera.”

"What should be done? Maybe there's another girl who smells better than me, that's why she's so cold." "Don't follow when you find out if your husband is sleeping with another woman. For you to be hurt again and when you realize that you and your husband are not really meant for each other anymore. I have only one advice for you, if you catch Zedrick having sex with another woman again, bring chili. Put on his pikakem when the itching is gone. If that's me, I'll just look for another man. It's just... there's nothing I can do, because you're still over the charm of your husband. You are crazy about him!” "You know that I'm really like this, don't you? I don't want to love anyone else again,

The air in the room dropped and everyone turned to the target, who was frozen at his spot. “That's ridiculous.” He scoffed, his body covered in goosebumps. “I don't even know her.” He was already stuttering. Unlike his every eloquent aura. I wanted to speak but she beat me to it. “It's true!! I have prove if you want. Everything from our sexual escapades to the paper company and the signed deal. I have them all!!! Just please.. spare my life…” “Care to explain?” James demanded immediately. But before Maximum could respond, Charlie grabbed his shirt.

Pls forgive me this once, I beg you. 30 minutes later, James got a reply from the unknown hacker. He opened the mail and saw a link. His heart beat hard and he wanted to faint. But he mustered up some boldness and clicked the link. It was a video of him caressing his cock while watching p*rn on his laptop. The moans from him, were so sexy and he has completely naked. But his face was a little blurred. It was now on the internet.

Tyler looked at his brother, he could see Davin getting angry just by talking about this James guy, he wonder what connection he has with the wedding, " who is this James guy?" Davin turned to him, hating the taste of James's name coming out of his mouth, " he is just a bastard who is obsessed with Ivana, and a son to one of the investors in my company, he had seen mother behind my back and had told her to do anything possible making sure he gets the opportunity to marry Ivana"

His mask had slipped, revealing the real him. “You’re fake,” I whispered, feeling a mix of anger and relief. “You’re a total fraud.” The man laughed nervously and took a step back. “Don’t be silly, Natalia. You can’t believe everything you see on the internet. That guy in the video… he’s the fake one. He’s an AI deepfake that your husband’s company put together in ten minutes to cover up the scandal. I’m the real Damian Vance.” I glanced at the man’s face and then at his hands.

The cameras snapped in rapid bursts. “I want to start by saying,” he began smoothly, “that I am a man of integrity. These accusations being circulated online are false. They are lies generated to damage my reputation.” Reporters called over one another. “What about the videos?” “Are you denying you’re in them?” “Multiple women have come forward…” He raised a hand, a gesture of practiced control. “The so-called ‘videos’ you’re referring to are AI-generated fabrications. Deepfakes. In this digital era, anyone can make anything. That is not me.”

“How is she on Onlyfans? I am sure no one subscribes to see that. I'd rather flush my money down the toilet than pay to see this thing naked.” “Not to be racist but… why is she in a romantic hunt show in Hawaii?” My grip tightened around the phone until my knuckles hurt. Charlotte stood there, smiling. I felt sick. This wasn’t edited. This wasn’t some AI deepfak because I could tell if it was. The lighting, the camera angles—it was all real. I backed out of the video and my stomach dropped even further. It was trending. Everywhere. T*****r. TikTok. F******k. People stitching it, reacting, laughing.

I can feel the adrenaline because it has been long since I engaged in séx but I want it with Charles so I'd get it. I'm sure he didn't know someone was there with him,the room was dark. Slowly I checked to see what he was doing. Charles had lowered his shorts to jerk himself off as he was watching a pórn video. Bang! This is the right time, I know he wouldn't reject me. “Hey baby,” I said, revealing myself. “Fúck,” he said jumping out of bed, covering his dick, “You scared the shít out of me.”

Looking at the two characters sitting together, Evan sighed, “Back then, you abandoned us for a man, but you still come back. I will protect you from now on.” At this moment, James happened to be online. This number had never been online since he went offline here last time. Right now, he saw Lucifer sitting with another male user. Moreover, that male user's name was God of War. Somehow he felt these two names were connected. James suddenly took a screenshot and sent it to Rican. “Third Master, your wife seems to be having an affair.” Rican’s POV: I was discussing a plan with a client when my phone rang. I picked up and was surprised at the screenshot.