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What’s your OnlyFans? Oh my God. He’d sent the link out. He was leaking it. I slammed the laptop shut. My hands were shaking so hard I could barely breathe. I stood, staggered into the bedroom, and crawled into bed. Maddox stirred. “Hey—what’s wrong?” I clung to him. “He uploaded it. Jace. The footage. He shared it.” He went still. Silent. “How much did he leak?” he asked, his voice deadly calm.

My lip curls under my teeth, and I find myself settling into Cassian's seat and reaching for his laptop. If he's right, and Jason didn't post the videos, then why hasn't he reached out? And why do I feel Cassian's excitement growing with each click of the keyboard? True to his words, there is no scandal. No articles of the young assistant who has an interesting past life, no blogs or call outs. The streets of Onlyfans stay quiet, and it stills my heart. My eyelids flutter shut, but they snap open again, and now I have a new problem.

Headlines, group chats, social media feeds—all screaming the same thing: “Old Intimate Video of Liora and Noah Anderson Leaked Online.” Liora froze. Her hand trembled as she tapped one of the links. “New Scandal: Leaked BDSM Video of Noah Anderson and Liora Wrenford.” “Is This Proof Liora Isn’t the Pure Woman She Claims to Be?” She scrolled through the comments, each one a knife to her chest. “No wonder Xavier chose her, she’s clearly experienced.” “How could the wife of a Wrenford have such a filthy past?” “This video is beyond disgraceful.”

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.

She zoomed in on the girl's picture and decided to check her socials if there was any news about it on her page. She typed in Emma Watts as a different profile came on, she scrolled down and luckily for her saw the lady's page, she opened it quickly scrolling down. It seemed the lady was the daughter of a senator, she also had lots of pictures of her lavish lifestyle and images of Hardin. June couldn't believe it, there weren't one or two pictures of Hardin, it was like the account was made for both of them. Hardin and the lady on a boat cruise, Hardin and the lady on a plane, Hardin and her at her restaurant, and yesterday there was a picture of them together at the beach.

All his years in this business and he had never crossed the line with an employee, but as he sat here across from her all he could think about was her pussy. “I can completely understand that. I am not upset about what you did at all. The studio will not be publishing what you did today. I can however give you a copy if you want it,” he says. “Do you want a copy of it?” she asks. Luca blushes. She was a little surprised. Surely a man who sells sex for a living was not embarrassed by what she asked. “Sorry, I overstepped,” she says.

I lay back, pretending to be asleep as the door creaked open. “Enjoying your beauty sleep?” I heard a voice near my ear, an oddly family one. Like I had heard it before. “Just what does Carlos see in you?” She muttered, stroking the back of my hair. Carlos? Why was she—right! That fucking idiot kidnapped me. “Such a pain in the ass.” She hissed, grumbling incoherent words as she moved to the other side of the bed. I parted an eye, stealing a glance to know who the bitch was, and my stomach churned as I saw a half-naked Lolita.

loud, athletic, and possessing a raw, masculine energy that seemed to vibrate through the walls of our house. Living with him felt like living next to a dormant volcano. I spent my days avoiding his gaze, terrified that if he looked at me too long, he’d see the hunger clawing at my insides. The OnlyFans account was my outlet. It was the only place where I could be the exhibitionist I secretly was, where I could scream and moan and offer my body to a thousand nameless strangers without the risk of my mother finding out.

“What’s the worst I could find? Lexi Blaze's new red edition trailer? A fan club?” She chuckled and tapped on the notification, completely oblivious to Silas's pale state. But what she saw... Her eyes narrowed and her lips parted slightly. It was a string of nudes, the kind an androgynous camboy would send. She tapped on the first one automatically loading. It opened immediately. The image that filled the screen was that of a boy, his legs in the air, and his hole, stretched lewdly for the camera. And the caption read, Let me be your cum dump again.