Novel & Cerita Jessie Sims Leaked

she warned. "Bring it on; I look forward to it." I hung up the phone before she did, my mood plunging deeper: Kent was right; the video was leaked by Leila, not Jared. But for me, there's no difference anymore. They are both bad fruits that sprung from the same tree “I’m sorry for dragging you into this.” I apologized. “What do you mean dragging me into this?” "Bringing you along with me... You lost face..." My voice was low; regardless of how much I tried to control it, the sorrowful emotions still leaked out.

Jamie looked at them and then at me, quickly bringing out her phone. "Daughter of Jamie Sinclair, Doris Rodriguez's threesome sex video leaked." I read out loud, my eyes never leaving Jamie's eyes. Jamie's leg wobbled as she quickly found herself a seat, her eyes glued to the screen before letting out a loud scream. "What the fuckkkkkk"

Did he eat shame for breakfast or was he just born this scummy? ‘Whoa, slow down, what happened?’ I asked. ‘Check your phone. I just sent you some screenshots. That sewer rat’s mouthing off again.’ I opened the images. ‘Are you kidding me?’ I muttered. ‘Rhys actually said that?’ ‘Said it, sent it, and broadcast it,’ Yvaine spat. ‘Someone in his boys-only group chat leaked it. It’s already in, like, fifteen chats. I saw it in a spin class group I don’t even remember joining.’

She reaches for my hand again, but I pull it back slightly, dread pooling in my stomach. “Dre… TJ didn’t leak it.” I stare at her. “What are you talking about?” “TJ was the guy in the video, yeah. He’s getting in serious trouble for recording without consent. But he wasn’t the one who sent it out to everyone.” She takes a deep breath. “The person who confessed to leaking the tapes… it was Luke.”

"I think I love you already." I rolled my eyes, but there was the ghost of a smirk on my lips. Before I could respond, my phone buzzed. It was a message from Jasmine. Attached were several screenshots from the bar’s surveillance footage. The culprit behind the leaked video? It was Jessy! My gaze sharpened. A low growl rumbled in my chest as my grip on my phone tightened in anger. --- Richard's POV I sat at the head of the conference table at Winston Corporation, my sharp eyes scanning the trending topic on my screen. My jaw tightened as I watched the video of Ceres dancing with another man. Her movements were as fluid as water, every sway of her body hypnotic and perfect.

87 missed calls. 14 voicemails. Hundreds of texts. From my manager. My publicist. My assistant. Even my mother, which meant someone had really messed up. I didn’t even have time to open my socials before Julian walked into the room, phone in hand, face pale. “Ethan,” he said, voice tight. “Someone leaked it.” My stomach dropped. “Leaked what?” He turned his screen toward me. A photo. Grainy, but clear enough. Me. Him. Tangled in his sheets. My face soft. His hand on my jaw.

It annoyed him how the medias treated it like a national achievement by updating every little things they've spotted between the rumored couple. "I'm gonna call Sissy!" Simon stated as he quickly pulled his phone out from his pocket then dialed someone. "Stop it, Simon. Sandra doesn't like nosy people," Levi warned him and Simon immediately complied, looking scared as he hid his phone in his pocket then pouted, "She'll drop by here," the former added. Feeling Sebastian's stares towards him, he turned to his direction, "She said she'll drop the list of artists for the project to our boss," he continued with a knowing grin.

A female reporter speaks quickly. “Billionaire CEO Percy has reportedly reunited with his new lover Lyssa after her shocking hospital admission earlier this morning. Anonymous sources claim the incident may involve someone connected to Percy’s past relationship history—” “Oh my God,” Anita mutters. More reporters appear outside the hospital on the screen. Camera flashes everywhere. Crowds gathering. Security trying to block entrances. My jaw clenches immediately. Someone leaked everything. Again. Lyssa notices my expression. “Percy…” I already know who leaked it. Claire.

Poor thing , now her laundry is aired on television'', Mrs Jenkins shook her head. John looked at Alex. He didn't expect it to be so viral. He looked at his phone, f******k was flooded with her pictured. Some even tagging the actress. On the other side of L.A, Jefferson held the remote tightly in his hand, his knuckles turning white. Sierra looked in horror as she watched her darkest secrets revealed. He phone pinged violently on the couch,Messages and tweets flooding in. ''Sierra the whore'' ''DO you do private shows?''

“It’s war now, Jessica. Someone set this up. And I swear—I’ll find out who.” But deep down, I already had a name in mind. Leo. ~JESSICA~ The world was spinning. The flashing lights outside, the reporters shouting my name, the endless calls to Daniel’s phone….it was all too much. My chest felt tight, my thoughts racing. Someone had leaked the fake contract. Someone wanted to destroy everything Daniel and I had built. And worst of all… that someone had succeeded. I pressed my trembling hands against my temples, forcing myself to think. Who could have possibly leaked it?