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You are just getting yourself in trouble. Leah, who was too stunned to reply now, glanced at me as if asking for my help. I shrugged, “You heard him. Leave us alone.” “So you’re really going to make your relationship public? this will affect your reputation as a top model.” Leah mocked, “What do you even like about her other than her body?” I gasped, did she just say that straight in front of me? The sound of the chair getting dragged was instantly present and I felt Ajax standing but I instanlty stood up before him and I stopped him.

At least not without a better solution to ending the war. Leah got up from her seat and headed to her room. She had a lot to think about. She knew one thing for sure: she didn't want to mate with Theodore Blackwell. Leah entered her room and went straight to the bathroom. Once showered and changed, she got into bed and promptly gave into exhaustion.

“Who alone was meant to see the images? I thought you knew better than this, Dahlia. You’ve handled so many cases like this.” Her words blurred into nothing. My eyes were glued to the image of me standing in my room, as naked as the day I was born, smiling at the camera like I had just won a trophy. I zoomed in and out, hoping to find a sign that it was photoshopped, but the truth was painfully clear. My nudes had been leaked. The only thing covering the little dignity I had left were three small tape emojis, two over my nipples and the last one between my thighs. Every other part of my body was so exposed that even a half-blind person would be left with nothing to imagine.

Her goal to tease Jackson finally succeeded, even though it was only tonight. * Leah woke up, and it was already 8:00 a.m. After her hot game with Jackson, she falls asleep. She doesn't know how many times Jackson has fucked her. Leah didn't even know how many times she had cum like this. Leah recalled her game last night. In the end, she was ashamed of herself for getting out of control. The sheets and blankets were already wet from both of their own actions. Shamelessly, Leah walked over to pick up the clothes she had worn yesterday. She came out from behind the room and immediately met Lorensius, who seemed to be waiting for Leah.

Does he have anything other than the one Leah is holding now? Leah quickly copied all the contacts on Jerome's cellphone to her cellphone, after which Leah went to open the photo gallery and almost screamed when she saw the contents. The photo gallery is filled with nude photos of Leah sleeping in various positions that look quite awkward as if someone was deliberately directing Leah's sleeping style. Leah closed her mouth, feeling like she wanted to throw up now. But Leah quickly got the hang of it, she checked the date of the photo, the last few photos were taken almost three months ago, which means they were taken before Leah's accident.

Leah said nonchalantly. "You…" William was about to say something. Why wager such a huge amount of money?!! Such a waste! "Shhhh, the fight is about to start." Leah hushed him. William bit his lips bitterly; his gaze inadvertently darted to a lady with her chest in view, only a thin material wrapped around her waist. She smiles at William, then sticks out her long tongue, running it around her love-shaped lips, then pinches her nipples, her fingers working around them, before winking at him.

He chuckled while dusting gold shimmers onto his pecs. “Do I look like a snack, Rox?” Jax asked, pouting in his reflection. “Or a whole damn buffet?” “You look like a lawsuit waiting to happen, Jax” I laughed reaching over to straighten his leather harness strapped across his broad chest. “ But the Alphas in the front row are already drooling. You’ll make a killing in tips tonight.” “And you?” He turned sharply, assessing me like a metal detector. I was basically wearing three pieces of matching black lace and a pair of red heels that were legally classified as lethal weapons.

The pictures of Nickaulas and Leah kissing, laughing, scattered across her wide screen. Is Leah Harrison the real queen of King's heart? Did Angela Hernandez rip them apart? She stood unblinking, struggling to process what she was seeing. Her face was stricken with absolute shock as the anchor continued to portray her as a villain of their love story. Tears seared her eyes. She flicked to another channel and there they were comparing her with Leah. A gorgeous ballet dancer and a powerful wheel-chair bound woman. Her inside clenched painfully. Tears of humiliation leapt down her eyes. Suddenly out of energy, she dropped down to the couch. Lina rushed over to her with a glass of water.

Leah picked up her limited edition Birkin bag in time and said softly, "I'll leave you to work then. Let's go for a dip in the hot spring whenever you and your spouse are free." "Sure." Wilson watched Leah walk away reluctantly, determined to make the call anyway. He could not bear it whenever he saw his goddess frown. He could not understand why Billy Anstey did not cherish her either. How could he cheat on such a wonderful wife?

She asked unsurely. "I know you have something fishy going on between you and Williams" Leah stopped walking around and glared at Melissa's stone face "Thats one thing with you! You love to keep secrets!!" She groaned in frustration. Melissa hugged herself as she stared at Leah for a while. Her mouth kept opening and closing like a goldfish. "You want to leave Williams," Leah said gently "I can see he has you in something like his little prison" she walked towards Melissa and touch her face "I know he hurting you, just tell me if he has ever hit you before so I can cut his precious dick OFFF!"