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No, five. He slammed his laptop shut and leaned back against the pillows, fingers pressed to his temple like he could squeeze the thoughts out of his head. This was insane. He was spiraling. MidnightViper couldn’t be Julian. There was no way someone like Carter—golden boy, team sweetheart, hockey’s favorite PR angel—would moonlight as a faceless OnlyFans creator who whispered confessions into the camera like he was peeling his soul open. Except… what if he was? **

I wants to cum so badly - I wants to cum so hard. Yet there is something I need. I figure if I am in for a penny, I am in for a pound, and I take a break, reaching for my phone and open up the page I want: OnlyFans.com/badgirl_anna. I scroll until I find the video of her masturbating. Those tits. The way she'd felt under my hand. God. How tight her little pussy would be. She was a virgin.

I don't even know what to say. I'm deeply blushing right now. Time to act like I'm pissed. I got my phone and marched down stairs. "Amber Fucken Mattews!", I yelled. He was sitting on the couch with the boys. "Yeah baby", he answered slightly sarcastic. "Oh my God I will so kill you, I can't believe you just did that, social media is carrying that video for the rest of the year, celebrity feminist Lexy Emiliano was accustomed by her secret lover boy and kissed on a Live vid-"

Her hips rolled in hypnotic circles, ass flexing as she hooked a leg high, exposing the curve of her mound through the thin fabric. By midday, exhaustion gnawed at her, but the rhythm held her. Marco called a break, and Lexi slid down the pole, chest heaving, nipples peaked from the friction and chill. She grabbed a water bottle, gulping it down, when Sofia sidled up. 'You're killing it today. What's got you so fierce?' 'Ex boyfriend drama,' Lexi muttered, wiping sweat from her brow. 'Guy thinks I'm trash for leaving him and choosing this.'

"I met a guy at a bar. He was arrogant...kind of an asshole, but he was hot. I'm not going to lie, he was so much better than Jordan, and-" She cuts me off. "Oh my God! Have you seen her F******k? He's literally in every selfie for the past month." She continues scrolling with her mouth agape. "Yoooo, they made an OnlyFans together! She's charging $30 a month, who does she think she is...Kim Kardashian? Oh shit, isn't this your bedroom?" "Are you fucking serious right now?" I shout, snatching the phone from her hand. There on the screen is my sister and ex-boyfriend fucking on my bed. I watch for a few seconds until the sight of her squirting all over my blanket nearly makes me vomit.

She shows me everything, and after our solo shoots, we take a few pictures and videos together. She downloads an app onto my phone and laptop, showing me how to perfectly disguise it with an app no one would dare touch. That app is my gateway to the website and my account. “Open a T*****r account, use the same email I used for your OnlyFans.” She instructs me, editing our pictures.

Just watching. That was worse. Every other night I knew his next move. Tonight I didn’t, and the not knowing sat under my skin like a splinter I couldn’t locate. I went to get dressed. “Big spender,” Mikela said, nodding toward the VIP corridor. “Asked for you specifically. He’s clean, has a good record, and tips well.” “Name?” “Marcus Cole. Property developer. Been coming here for six months.” She handed me the booking slip. “Don’t say no.”

He simply sent Rowan off with a single command. “Trace the digital upload. Now.” Fifteen minutes later, Rowan returned. “I found it. The leak came from a burner account—but the IP traces back to an address registered under Selena Vale.” Elias’s fingers drummed once against the armrest. “Selena Vale.” “Yes, sir.” “The stepmother of the competitor.” “Yes.” “And the daughter?” Rowan swallowed. “Lucinda. She’s… been pushing gossip anonymously on multiple platforms.” Elias leaned back, expression unreadable.

A soft gasp escaped my lips, barely audible. This is wrong. This is so wrong. This is your stepfather. Your mother’s husband. But my brain was foggy, drowning in lust and adrenaline and that dangerous thrill of doing something forbidden. I pulled my phone out with my other hand, unlocking it, opening the OnlyFans app. I knew exactly what I was doing. This was my job. I hit record.

•• Victoria’s POV ••• I frowned. Unexpected rumors? “What kind of unexpected rumors?” I asked Ali, who readily handed me her tablet. On the screen, there was a huge headline saying, “Victoria Solace, the future Luna of the Infernal Shadows Pack, had leaked confidential files from Alpha Damien’s company, causing the pack to suffer huge losses!” And another one that said, “Victoria Solace uses her status as Alpha Damien’s fiancée for corporate espionage! Alpha Damien has chosen the wrong Luna for his pack!”