Kelsey Lawrence Nude Leaks Novels & Stories

FELIX’S POV Felix was still hooking up with Keisha after the whole internet scandal. He and Khloe had sorted the issue by taking a couple of photo-shoots together which kept the media out of words. Timothy had hooked a photographer to organize the whole photo-shoot. “If you need to convince the people out there that it is an old image, I mean the one with your nice ass lady” the photographer teased. Felix looked at him with a demeaning eye.

At noon sharp, the joint statement went live: “Damien Blackwood and Kira Holt are in a committed, consensual relationship. Miss Holt’s curatorial achievements are her own, rooted in talent and passion. We ask for respect and privacy as we navigate public interest in our personal lives. Any further unauthorized distribution of private material will be met with legal action.” Nai Asher and Elena Voss both posted strong supportive statements shortly after. But the internet was already on fire. Victor Kane had succeeded in making the leak go viral before our announcement.

Ava’s heart galloped so hard in her chest, she could hear the sound thundering in her ears. Kylan sat at the front, dressed in an all-black suit, his hair neatly styled, looking all handsome and hot. Flashes from the clicking cameras bounced against his skin, but he still maintained his composure as he stared at the reporters. His eyes seemed to find Ava, but his face remained unreadable. “Mr Kingsley, you said you’ll hold this press conference to dispel the rumours. What do you have to say about the leaked photo of you and one of your students in an inappropriate position at a casino?” One of the reporters asked.

"I knew it! I recognized you from that magazine. You did a modeling gig once didn't you?" Ah yes. I did model once. There was no point denying it now. I nodded my head but was totally unprepared for Kelsey's excited squeal as she leapt into the air. "DeShawn Hunter. Son of Jackson Hunter, oh my God! No one believe me. I have to take a picture." She didn't even ask if I minded. She whipped out her phone. Someone from the other aisle had heard her and come running, excitement written all over her face too.

For a moment, everything felt perfect. Then my phone rang. I reached for it, still dazed. Captain Reyes’ name flashed on the screen. “Vale,” I answered, trying to sound normal. “Sienna, we have a problem.” Reyes’ voice was grim. “Internal Affairs just opened an investigation on you. Misconduct. There are photos — you and Kane in the pool last night. Very compromising. Someone leaked them. This could end your career.” My blood turned to ice. I looked at Nova.

That sly grin. "What?" I ask her. She giggles. "Nothing." Josh comes rushing to our table, holding his phone. He's laughing hysterically. "Have you seen this bitch darling? Her nudes were leaked." Wait, what nudes? Could it be Danna? "Who's nudes?" Troy asks. Josh giggles. "Danna Fox. She's so dumb." Oh lord! Her nudes were leaked? But, who did it? If Troy has no clue, then who did it?

Back upstairs, I texted him everything. There’s something off here, he replied. We’ve never seen a child. No photo. No birth certificate. I sighed. This was turning into something else entirely. On the elevator back down to get my food, my phone blew up with texts from Akeisha. Apologies, then begging, and a shit ton of nudes. “Forward them,” Knox said. I did. My lawyer texted back: Why am I getting p**n? Read the texts, I replied.

Anya’s POV: My phone kept vibrating indicating that someone had sent a message! I took my phone! They were all private photos of Kester and female celebrities sent by strangers! Among the photos were indecent photos of Kester and Ellen and the photos of the celebrities under his company. I took a look and subconsciously flipped my hair. To be honest, I know that Kester had been dating other women. I had never asked about this before. Now that I saw these photos, I was naturally not too shocked.

Sherly's fingers moved swiftly over the keyboard as she composed another email, attaching a crucial piece of evidence: a photo capturing Elisia in a secret meeting at a hotel. In the image, she was seen conversing with a figure who sent shivers down the three men's spines: Harver Rolin, the son of Joseph from his first marriage, and a known adversary of Keisley. As Hideous, Kyle, and Keisley gathered around Keisley's desk once more, anticipation filled the room. With a sense of urgency, Hideous opened the email, revealing the incriminating photo.

Eagerly, I jammed it into my desktop, cursing because I couldn’t remember how to open whatever was on the stupid hot pink piece of dead technology. Finally, I found the files, my eyes widening when I opened the photos. I licked my lips when I saw the sexy dip of her cleavage, I leaned back in my chair, tilting my head at the risky photos she’d so deviously plotted to bring me. If anything had changed about Kelsey from the pregnancy, it would be her breast size, and these photos were proof that they were swelling beautifully.