Novel & Cerita Kirra Hart Video

She dialed a number she knew off head and called. "It takes great talent and skill to veil great talent and skill. Little Lotus, how is the brighter side of the world?" A crooked old female voice answered the phone. "Only psychopaths and manipulators can achieve hiding their talents and skills Elder Hoshi. Everything is going as planned thank you for asking. Oh, but a Hian Ji attacked me at my home and knows everything about me. I thought I died and my existence was erased with you and the other Elders' help. What's going on?"

"M-my…Lord…I…" "For fuck's sake, who is going to deal with this kid?" Harris wondered as he angrily ended the call. "I will go talk with him." Zack suggested as he attempted to leave Harris' office. Harris's nose immediately picked a familiar scent but before he could say a word, the door flung open right before Zack could even touch the door and Katherine barged in, her eyes reddened in anger. The first thing she set her eyes on was the gruesome video displayed on the projector.

She stepped closer, holding out her phone. I hesitated—just for a second—before taking it. The screen was already open. A headline. Bold. Unavoidable. “Claire Dhark’s Violent Outburst: Shocking Footage Raises Questions About Her Stability Amid Divorce Battle.” My chest tightened. Below it— The video. I pressed play. It was the hallway at Dhark Holdings. Me. Eva. The moment. But— Edited. Cut cleanly. Strategically. There was no lead-up.

“Even Pink Scarlet beat you, and she could not run to save a snail.” Kiara opens her mouth to protest, but closes it again. It’s true. Kiara was the slowest runner in the whole grade — even before she broke her ankle. Even slower than Scarlet. But that cow could wrestle the socks off a bull. Guess everyone has their own thing. Kiara pauses, considering, then shrugs. “Fair. I’m more of a sexy brainiac anyway.” She adds another sweater to the already teetering pile. “Come to think of it,” Kiara suddenly freezes mid-fold, a shirt dangling from her fingers, “I still have that video of Jason.”

"Well... at least the internet is dragging her now. They're calling her violent. That should buy us some.." "I don't think so." Kelvin cut me off. I frowned. "What do you mean?" Instead of answering, he simply nodded toward my phone lying on the coffee table. "Check it." My heartbeat quickened.I grabbed it immediately.The first headline made my stomach twist. FULL FOOTAGE RELEASED. Kelvin Hart Heard Calling Mrs. Blackwood's Unborn Child a Bastard. "No..." I opened the video with trembling fingers. This time...Nothing had been edited.Everything played from beginning to end.

“It was dropped off at the gates.” He hits play. The screen lights up and the video starts playing. It was Kira. She’s tied to a chair, unconscious. Bruises on her cheek. Blood trailing from her temple. At that moment all I could see was red.

From now on, she would be forced to live with the stain of having a criminal record! The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. All of a sudden, Kiara thought of something. She eagerly grabbed her phone and pulled up a video platform. She wanted to see just how popular her dance video had gotten. Before she'd been taken to the detention center, she'd seen that the video had already been gaining quite a lot of traction. The comments section was full of praise for her, with quite a few people insulting Stephanie as well. Reading those had been a delight.

The patience vanishes, replaced by a sharp, possessive heat that wipes out the anxiety in my chest for a full minute. "As soon as possible, baby," he rumbles. "Promise?" “On my life.” I scowl at him. “Don’t do that. I’d rather be anxious than jinx you.” Kir squeezes my knee harder. “I am not going anywhere.” I turn back to the laptop and hit refresh. Kenzi Molina has posted. My heart kicks violently against my ribs. The video is forty-seven minutes long. The thumbnail is just a picture of Scott’s face in profile, pulled from some C-SPAN hearing in 2019.

After staring at it for a moment, he sighed and passed the phone to me. My stomach twisted violently when I saw the video. It was one of Kira running through the woods, her majestic white fur shining under the moonlight. Fuck. I thought we were slick about this and had returned to the pack house without anyone noticing. It was really late at night. I had even forgotten that we went on that run. Now, the video was all over the internet. “What is it?” Violet snatched the phone from me and curiously stared at the screen. Her eyes widened with shock when she saw the footage.

“Haven’t I been helping you already? I brought you here tonight, didn’t I? I brought you to meet Mr. Hester and Mr. Boston. Those men hold power in the entertainment world. They could give you a rope to climb back up.” Kira sniffed, her voice shaking. “But they… they asked me to drink with them, and I did! I did everything! But now they want to sleep with me!” There was a pause. Then Jessica’s cruel laugh echoed. “And? Haven’t you done that before, Kira? Sleeping with men to climb higher? Why hesitate now?” The words dripped with mockery, cutting like knives. “Shhh!” Kira hissed suddenly, her panic flooding through her voice. “The walls have ears! Don’t speak like that!”