Just-wingit Leak Novels & Stories

"One exit remains clear. We have a window." "How long," Ethan said. "Not long," the younger man said. Then he stopped. The pause had a quality that communicated something was being weighed about how to say the next thing. "There is something else," he said. The quality of those three words produced a specific reaction in the tunnel, the reaction of people who have spent the entire evening receiving things they did not expect and have developed a sensitivity to sentences that introduce more of them. "The media," the younger man said. "Parts of what happened tonight got out. There are reports already. The leak seems to be recent, within the last half hour."

"What is happening? My I*******m is completely frozen." Hannah, who had driven back with Mia in the other car, came sprinting up to Luca’s window the second he threw the car into park. She was holding her phone out, her face a mixture of absolute shock and wild excitement. "Luca! Emma! You need to look at the internet right now!" Hannah yelled through the glass. "It’s completely broken! The video is everywhere!" Luca rolled the window down, his expression perfectly calm. "What video?" "The proposal!" Hannah gasped, shoving the screen in front of our faces. "Someone on the catering staff or one of the guests leaked a high-definition video of the whole thing on TikTok and X. Look at the views!

Andrew nudged his chin at Wesley to look at the phone. Wesley looked back down and shrugged before taking the phone from him. After reading the first five comments displayed on the screen, he looked back up at Andrew. "Why are you showing me this?" He could not help but ask the guy in front of him. "This has been on since the leaked video this morning. You told me yourself this morning," Wesley said as he dropped the phone on the table. "It happens to be a lot worse than this morning. The internet is hot right now and things suddenly skyrocketed this night. It's a bit suspicious," Andrew said.

He nods and answers, walking ahead I get in the car him joining me. "Airport?" He nods. "Guess so Kitty; the sites are still down; all the videos are at risk of leaking". I nod, I understand the urgency of this, it can't be ignored. I fasten my seat belt, taking two painkillers. Surely the pain should be gone by now. Marcus looks at me, clearly thinking the same.

Night Wing stared at Marcus who started cringing before wailing like a three-year-old without care for his image “Don’t look at me. I promised them I wouldn’t tell anyone.” Night Wing narrowed his eyes as he scanned the room before his eyes fell on the iPad that was lying on the tea table “Did you hack into the security system of Royale Lux for them?” It wasn’t a question… it was a statement. “No” Marcus denied without even thinking. He wished he had done that….what he did was worse than that. He lowered his head guiltily waiting for Night Wing to read him his rights, but Chris Jnr stirred and sat up blinking his eyes in confusion at first before breaking into an ugly smile as he greeted wea

He didn’t wait for her to answer. “Two years ago, when classified state documents were stolen, the whole mess nearly went public. The only reason her name wasn’t splashed across headlines was because Wayne’s achievements bought the Luther family some cover. But everyone inside the circle knew the truth—Wendy broadcasted those files during one of her idiotic livestreams. If the higher-ups hadn’t hushed it, the fallout would’ve been catastrophic.” He pressed on, his voice hardening.

“Ah yes, sounds fun.” “Ken and I went to the same Alpha training camp.” Jet informed me. “Apparently, we had an attitude problem.” Ken shrugged like he had no idea what they were talking about. “Name is Ivory.” I said in response. I wasn’t sure what to say. I just wanted my pizza. “What brings you guys here? I know this isn’t your territory.” Jet said, looking confused. “Actually, we just purchased it from the government. There is an underground oil leak that has saturated the land. So, they can’t build anything and the land is unusable for them.”

Whatever they were doing was working as far as I am concerned so how did he find out so quickly. “We believe that we have a leak through Blaidd Tech. Willow and her work college came on a client visit not long after we first met and before she knew who and what we are.” Gamma Colin speaks up, and he gives me an odd look. I don’t remember any client visits which means it must have been when I was away searching for Juni.

“They timed it. Merger closed, Horizon dismantled, Eze in prison. They waited until we thought we were safe.” “Who?” “Someone inside. Someone we missed.” He opened the laptop. Fingers flew across the keys. “The leak didn’t come from Eze’s cloud. That was scrubbed clean. This is new footage, higher resolution, different angles. Someone had access after we thought everything was burned.” I stood. Naked except the collar and the thin platinum chain he’d locked around my neck. The lock felt heavier now.

“She’s dead.” “You never saw the body.” That hit me hard. Not loud. Not dramatic. But enough to sit there, quiet and ugly, like a knife twisting slow in my gut. Before I could answer, the door opened, and Luca walked in first, eyes scanning everything in one second — the broken glass, the blood on the floor, my arm, Joseph trembling in my grip. “We have a problem,” Luca said. “Say something new.” “West wing cameras were cut before the breach. Not during. Before. Someone gave them the ghost-codes.”