Novel & Cerita Jessica Guerra Leaked

I cupped her face in my hands, kissing her again, slower this time, tasting not just desire but trust. She was right. This wasn’t just my fight anymore. It was ours. And for the first time, I knew we had a chance. As we left the ruined office, Morgan rushed toward us, his face pale, a phone clenched in his hand. “You need to see this,” he said, voice grim. “Jessica just flipped. She’s giving Victoria information.” Ava’s fingers tightened around mine. The war was about to get even bloodier.

Juliette glanced at the USB drive in her palm. A secret. One Alec didn’t know. One Zara would never survive. Juliette tucked it away. “Release phase two.” ⸻ Zara wasn’t prepared for what came next. By that evening, leaked texts appeared—fabricated conversations between her and Quentin, Alec’s rival. They suggested an affair, hinted that Zara had played Alec to gain access to Maddox’s client list. Even worse, someone leaked an edited voice note: her telling Quentin she’d “take Alec down from the inside.”

#RichardMoreauIsTrash was #2. And #IStandWithEva was #3. She kept scrolling, her mouth falling open. "Damien..." She looked up at me, eyes filled with shock and confusion. "What happened? After last night I thought everyone hated me. Now..." I sat beside her, keeping my expression as natural as best as I could. I cleared my voice. “The truth came out, I guess. People did their research and found out Jessica wasn't who she claimed to be." "But this..." She gestured at her phone. "These videos, these sudden bank records, someone must have leaked all of this. Someone with access to private information."

I said in an impassive tone, loosening my fists. Christian clenched his jaws, sneering at me. The sudden build of tension was soon dissipated when several phones chimed at once. I looked at Jackson and he pulled out his phone. “The details about Beta Carys’ trail in AAC have been leaked on the internet,” Jackson whispered. I looked at the reporters, then at Joshua and Edith.

Eight weeks. She did the math in her head automatically, the way she calculated everything. Eight weeks ago was right after their last fight. Right after he had told her he was going to see his friends for the Valencia deal. Right after he’d walked out of their bedroom and she’d heard the front door slam. Her hands started shaking. She scrolled down. More details. Anonymous sources. Speculation about who the mother was. Then another article loaded, and there it was Gabriella Guerra’s name, carefully “leaked” by someone who claimed to know the family.

She glanced at the chat—and froze. “Oh shit,” she muttered. “Busted.” She logged out immediately, and silence fell in the room. Jessica turned slowly toward her, eyes wide, face pale with disbelief. “You’re… you’re NULLWRAITH?” Cassienne closed her eyes briefly. Yeah. She’d just been exposed. And nothing would ever be the same again.

“This is your one chance at peace. Take it. Or prepare for war.” --- No More Deals When William left, the room remained silent for a long moment. Then Thalassa spoke. “So. Do we take the deal?” Darwin let out a slow breath. “No.” Lucas nodded in agreement. “He’s bluffing. He’s scared.” Fiona’s voice was steady. “Then we finish this.” Thalassa smirked. “Good. Because I just leaked everything.” Darwin and Fiona turned to her, startled. Thalassa shrugged. “While he was talking, I uploaded the documents to three different investigative journalists and a legal watchdog. Even if he tries to stop it, the truth is coming out.”

Lucas explained “Do you mean they tipped them again for this?” “No, what I meant was someone offered a higher price than mine to re-spread the rumors” “You offered a price for this rumor in the first place?” chock was visible on his brother’s face “No!” Lucas cut him off evidently, his gaze fell on Jessica and paused a while “I paid the journalist who leaked the picture to bury the rumor” he declared hesitation coating his dark eyes before he added “Before we flew to Paris” Jessica’s eyes nearly fell off her head while Jack didn’t seem to get the hang of what had happened

But the next day, just as I'm sleeping off the wine in my silk sheets, my best friend Jessica shakes me awake with violent urgency. "Aria! Wake up right now! Your intimate photos have been leaked online!"

And beside her, Jason matched every word with quiet strength. Still, when the lights dimmed and the noise faded, they were just two people caught between love and war—holding on, even as the world tried to pull them apart. And then, one morning, Marcus rushed into the boardroom, breathless, a phone in his hand. “You need to see this,” he said, eyes wide. Bella frowned. “What now?” Marcus placed the phone on the table. On the screen was a headline. “Leaked Emails Reveal Secret Deal Between Bella Reed’s Firm and Julian Voss Network.”