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“Half the pack’s been arguing whether it was the Moon, you, or Kael getting creative with torches. My money’s on you.” “I don’t…know what it was,” I admitted. “Good,” she said. “Mystery is sexy. Now. Bath.” She snagged my elbow and steered me toward a screen I hadn’t noticed, already chattering. Warm water steamed in the copper tub behind the screen. My skin still remembered the feel of Kael’s hands and mouth; the idea of stripping in front of someone else should have made me want to disappear into the floor. But Talia’s irreverent confidence made it feel less like exposure and more like…normal.

As she walked out of the shot, headed to put her computer away, I wheeled my chair over to where I could pull some tissues from the box, and clean up the jism that was about to run down my sides. As I mopped up the thick goo, I fast-reversed the video to the shot of the laptop screen. After a couple of attempts, I got it frozen on the right frame, and then I zoomed the screen to blow up the image. I recognized the shot as being near the end of a hot girl-girl scene from a p**n video called Extreme Sex, Part-2. It featured a sexy female teacher coercing a young-looking innocent-acting female college student to have sex with her in order to keep from being expelled.

Damien uttered which made her stop instantly. "Really! Seriously! you kidnapped me, yet you had the guts to video my nudes. Are you nuts? Jenna yelled, feeling frustrated. "Ohhhhhh!!! She's pissed. " Earl screamed and laughed at her. Jenna decided to have her clothes back on and get the hell out of this hole they stuck her in. "If you want me to delete your nude videos then we have an offer-- "To hell with your offer. " Jenna interrupted as she adjusted her clothes gently. "Do you want me to send those videos to dad and your boyfriend? " He smirked and Jenna knitted her forehead.

And at the precise moment when the emotion flames in her eyes—anger, pain, guilt, whatever—I will let myself fall. A fall. Controlled. Measured. A ledge. A terrace a bit too high. A sharp noise, a muffled scream. And me, sprawled out. Short of breath. Trembling. Perhaps a tear, for the final touch. People would turn around. They would have seen just enough. They would have seen her, too close. Me, on the ground. And their brains, hungry for drama, would do the rest. She would be the one who pushed me. Or the one who could have.

Jenna slammed her hands down on the table and stood up. She drew the attention of everyone in the hall. “If you think for a second that I will play second fiddle to that little Omega, you are sadly mistaken,” she stated. I felt my face go red as everyone knew I was the Omega she was speaking about. “She is nothing but trouble, and needs to leave,” she added as tears formed in her eyes.

He glances at it, and I watch his whole posture change in an instant — shoulders squaring, jaw tightening, the warmth from a moment ago gone like it was never there. "What is it," I ask. "Jenna. She finally got a clean still from the parking structure footage." He turns the screen toward me, and my stomach drops straight through the balcony floor. It's not a full face. Just a partial profile, caught for half a second under a streetlamp as the car pulled out. But it's enough. I know that jawline. I know that posture. "That's not Octavia," I say slowly, my champagne glass forgotten in my hand.

Jenna twisted, pulling out her cell phone, then re-opening her travel log. She paused, glanced at Adam with her innocent face. "Why?!" Adam snapped irritably. Jenna bit her lip, then showed him the note on her cell phone. "1000 meters ?!" Adam shouted right in Jenna's ear. *****

That b*tch had an aggrieved expression on her face as she explained, “I’m truly sorry to have to show myself like this again, but I really need to clarify things for the sake of my clean record, and to not bring more trouble to those in charge of the case. With that said, allow me to show all of you a video…” After saying that, Jenna started playing a video on the widescreen… and it showed her dejectedly walking out of an office, even bumping into several people along the way before she finally arrived at an underground parking lot… Shortly after, however, she ended up fainting! Following that, another video was shown with her fainting at the end as well! “What on earth is going on?” “A bit

She was aware that someone had put pills in my drink. The wildest night I could have ever imagined was last night. She broke through her shell. I saw a distinct rose. Frank and sensual When we have sex, she closes in on me. For the first time, she feels at home in her body. Why does she seem so anxious even when we're sober? I can hear her sobbing. “Sir.” Theo is standing with Jenna, whom he chose per my request. She sleeps wearing a nightgown, always short and naked, exposing herself to others.

I stormed into my office only to growl when I saw Jenna in my chair, naked. She smiled seductively, or at least she thinks she’s seductive, her long hair brushed forward over her shoulders to barely hide her breasts. “Good morning, Alpha,” she purred, intentionally moving her hair to reveal pebbled almond-colored nipples. “GET THE FUCK OUT!” I roared, Jericho’s voice overlapping with mine. Her eyes went wide with terror as she jumped out of my chair. She was shaking with fear, and I knew my eyes were red.