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The calm in her eyes cracked, revealing a sliver of panic. "W-What did you say? I don't understand." With a scoff, I tossed my phone on the coffee table, the screen showing all the evidence I had collected—a screenshot of Leah's social media post, her patient record at the aesthetic clinic, and the bank record showing the doctor had received money. Everything was laid bare in clear detail. "Do I need to explain it even more clearly? Shane's 'true love,' Leah York, isn't pregnant. She's been busy with liposuction lately in preparation for joining the next season's modeling competition.

"I'm looking forward to seeing you tomorrow, Scarlett." His shadow left the room as silently as the still night, his existence remaining unnoticed. It would have been so if it weren't for the fact that Leaxandra remains conscious all this time. With the unknown shadow already out of the place, the Luna's eyes snapped open while her heart couldn't have pounded more vigorously as though surviving from death itself. ******

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Landon's mind was muddled. He didn't understand what Jasper was saying at that moment. "I don't get you, Jasper." "Mr. Harper! I have bad news!" Jordan handed his phone to Landon in terror. His hands were shaking. "Someone… Someone exposed the video of Madam Lauren having a meltdown. It's spreading like wildfire on the internet. It has already been reshared 200,000 times!" In an instant, all the blood drained from Angelina's face. She dropped her crutches onto the floor.

Chapter 4 My fingers fly over the screen before I can second-guess it, scheduling a live stream for thirty minutes from now. The title is simple: "3 BIG DICKS. 1 USED SLUT. NO LIMITS." I don’t even flinch as I drop the link into my fan group chat, watching the notifications explode instantly. $500 already. $1,000. The numbers climb before I’ve even stood up.

“Look Theodore, you can get the fruits for the farm, and I will get the food supply for here. Don’t forget she wants a variety of fruit to try new flavors besides strawberry and grape.” “I’m not a little kid you know… I know how to shop. Heck, I am probably older than you.” Theodore was irritated now. My mind paused for a second. How old was Theodore and Jamira? We have been together for years now, and I know nothing about either of them. “What’s wrong with Layla anyways? She’s never been sick before.” Jamira paused before answering his question. She had to make sure he did not know I was crying all night. If he did, he probably won't leave.

I'm listening. Lyra took a breath. She'd been coming to this app for confessions for four years now. She'd told DarkVeil things she'd never told anyone else. Her fantasies about Damien. Her shame about it. Her love for him. The entire arc of her forbidden desires and the way they'd become real. But she'd never had to process something like this. LyraNight: A photo of me and him went viral. This morning. While we were sleeping. The pause this time was definitely longer.

But his eagerness went down the drain when he saw Sean Harper with his arm tightly wrapped around Philip's waist. "Tonight is a special night" Harper said into the microphone "Lust Nightclub is turning 10 years old" Everyone started screaming, whistling and clapping. "And to celebrate this special event, our pretty, perfect and best performer, will do a private dance in front of some of you, or on your lap" He smiled widely "But remember, he'll choose who and no touches on him" As the owner of Lust, Harper knew he was going to receive a dance from Philip, so he just came down from the stage, sat in an armchair and waited.

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