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“Layla.” “No, hear me out! He’s a private gynecologist. Dr. Jay Lee. He’s discreet. Professional. Smart as hell. And he looks like a Korean actor, I doubt you’ll be needing any touching to get wet.” I blinked. “So, hot.” “So hot he could bring a nun out of celibacy.” “Layla.” “I’m serious!” she laughed. “He helped me once. You know… when I had that little ‘reaction’ to my ex’s latex kink—”

“We get your father. We get out. We don’t engage with Victor unless we have to.” “What if he’s there?” “Then we deal with him.” Suddenly, my phone buzzed. Then it buzzed again. And again. A deluge of texts flooded in from Chloe, Jennifer, and numbers I didn’t recognize. All of them contained the same link. My blood went cold. “What is it?” Elena asked. I opened the first link. It was a gossip site. TMZ. The headline made my stomach drop through the floor. BREAKING: BILLIONAIRE'S BEDROOM SECRETS EXPOSED Video footage leaked shows Adrian Blackwood and wife Elena in explicit encounter

It implicated not only Zero, Raina, but Larissa herself. Dylan continued to tease Kevan about the rumors within the company. "They say the account with the username "I Love Lana the Most" which presents lavish gifts to Lana on StreamWave is your secret account. People find it surprising how cheesy you can be when you are usually so aloof." Kevan continued to wolf down his lunch, not bothering to lift his head from his food. He only said, "I'll get rid of that account later." While he appeared calm, the plastic fork in his hand snapped, betraying his displeasure.

I ask, turning towards Rachel and leaning against her naked back. "I'm just getting started but I have a few followers," she says. "You won't believe the kind of money that some of the girls in my dorm are making." Wow! My cousin the p**n star! "I want to see your website," Lauren says, excitedly." I look at her; worried that she's thinking this is a good idea. "What?" she says. "I just want to see." "It's the same videos you've already seen," Rachel says. "You judging naked teen girls on my website would put me on the map, Brandon!"

Next: — Venice, dripping in fake humility and someone else’s heels, listing a borrowed Chanel dress on a luxury secondhand site with a starting price of 2 dimes and a caption that said, “Worn once to Cannes.” Only for it to get flagged by Chanel as stolen. The platform suspended her. The boutique pressed charges. A fashion influencer posted a side-by-side TikTok titled “Rich girl, poor ethics.” Chef’s kiss. And then, the grand finale: — Ivy, the baby McLaren, the angelic-voiced, pseudo-academic influencer… with a secret. Her OnlyFans subscription list leaked via a dumb password reuse (seriously, password1234?). Among her subscribers? ✔️ Her thesis adviser

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The soft-spoken, gentle man she once knew, who had never raised his voice in her presence, was gone. Laughter came from the other end of the line. Winona recognized the voice. It was her family doctor. He said, "You knew Jordan had leukemia. You paid me to bury the report. You tried to run him down with a car. Then you faked uremic nephropathy and persuaded me to convince Winona to have him donate a kidney. "During the blood draw, you told me to keep going until he bled out. Daniel, if any of that reaches Winona's ears, I wonder how long you'll remain her husband. I want twenty million dollars and safe passage out of the country. Your call."

“All spread open, dripping and moaning for him. I’ve watched you and Wanted to see how far you’d go.” Lauren moved behind me, settling on her knees next to her husband. Her hands joined his on my ass, spreading me even wider. She watched his fingers pump in and out of my dripping hole, watched the way my pussy lips clung to them with every stroke. “She’s soaked,” she breathed. “You’ve filled her up so many times and she’s still dripping.” He chuckled low. “Greedy little thing.”