Lauren Mochen Leaked 소설 & 이야기

She sued, "You don't have to be a leaky bucket. Besides, I didn't do anything." "You're not a liar, Babe." Serena sneered. She scrolled through the phone screen and showed a scene that made Maureen gape wide. "I have recorded your sex scene, well, a little snippet of video that he has enjoyed your sexy boobs." "Just a little bit, huh?" Maureen grabbed Serena's cell phone and played back the snippet. Darren's tempting look was so clear that it brought a smile to Maureen's lips every time she saw it again and again.

"Aren't you even a little ashamed to say that, Lauren?" Lauren: "Whether you believe it or not, everything I do is for your own good." Kane: "There's only mutual exploitation between us. Don't sugarcoat things." Lauren: "But my love for you is real." Kane: "Then your love is disgusting." Lauren: "I know you're in a bad mood. No matter what you say, I won't be angry." "Heh~" Kane blew a puff of smoke at her, sneering coldly. "You leaked those pictures of me and Sheila, didn't you?"

I turned to her. "You didn’t have to tell her..." I started, but my mom interrupted. "Of course she had to," my mom said sharply, her anger evident. I could tell she was furious, and I had no idea what to say to defend myself. “Well, if I didn’t tell her now, she would’ve seen it all over the internet," Lauren said, holding up her phone to show me a video. The video was from the shoot earlier, and the scene had already gone viral on social media.

"Well, why wouldn't she? Some may take hours to finish the deed, and some may take just a few minutes." The crowd chuckled. They were all adults and understood what the person was trying to say. "Ms. Saun and Ms. Moore are good friends. Of course, she'd be on her side." "What's the big deal of sleeping with a stripper? But, pretending to be innocent is kind of revolting." Molly felt utterly embarrassed. Suddenly, Marshall, who had been silent, finally spoke. "Ladies and gentlemen, please delete the photos from your phones. The Moore family will handle this matter privately." He paused before he added in a low voice, "If the photos taken today were leaked, it'd be considered an act against th

When she saw me, she blurted out: "Aren't you supposed to be dead?" The microphone was still at her lips. If I hadn't used so many eye drops, I might have burst out laughing. Anthony immediately stepped in to salvage the situation. I had to admit, as the CEO of Leedon Group, he had some skills. The gala continued, but online discussions and livestream comments were in chaos. [Genius designer Runa accused of plagiarism] [Leedon Group fashion designs stolen] [Emerging designer Alice takes center stage] [Runa Larson scandal]

"You're sweating way too much, Leaxandra." That's all it took for me to openly show fear in front of the psycho before me. "Y- you... disg... ust me." I choke in between tearing up, I could barely form the words. To make matters worst, he took advantage of my lost in touch from reality and had began to explore my body at his own will.

I wasn't a doctor nor was I able to test myself. And then the door creaked open. My mood was lifted when I thought it was Delvin, but immediately, my heart started thumping fast as I saw my two enemies. It was actually his mother and Danica coming in here. They certainly have heard about this. There were pretty smiles etched to their chin, but to me, those smiles were wicked and awful. "Now see who's gonna be the Luna." Danica said as she moved towards me. As she was about to touch my skin, she refrained and took a deep breath as Delvin's mother warned her to stay away.

No lies. No games. Just regret. And something painfully real underneath it. “Yes,” he admitted quietly. The honesty nearly broke her. Again. Then suddenly Vanessa’s phone rang loudly. She checked the screen. And all the color disappeared from her face. “What?” Ethan asked immediately. Vanessa looked up slowly. Too slowly. “It leaked.” Lila’s stomach dropped. “The full video?” Maya asked. Vanessa nodded once. Then whispered: “And Carter just reposted it.”

Can you say the same? Rachel’s face flickered. Her mother pulled her back gently. And just when I thought the moment had passed, a screen lit up behind me. New slides, it was not mine. A second leak. Onscreen: Naomi Montego – Private Donor Accounts. A different folder. A different source. The audience gasped again. Kendra rushed to the side of the stage. “Naomi—we’ve been hacked.” I stared at the screen. Old financial files, donations from the Montego Trust, One flagged entry: $350,000 wired to The Haven from a shell account two years ago.

“No. Are you honestly not happy that I’m going to play?” “It’s not that. Just everything is a mess right now, so maybe take time to get your head around all this?” All this? “Keeping myself busy and my mind off it all will help.” “Everyone knows,” he whispers and I stare at him. “Lauren filmed it. I’ve not looked. I just know she sent it out.” No. That can’t be fucking happening. Scrambling, I find my phone and unlock it. Searching through, I see the headlines and instantly feel sick.