Lola Valentine Leaks Novels & Stories

His eyes fell onto the crumpled tabloid pages sticking out of my canvas bag. "I saw it," Valentine said, his voice dropping into a dark, quiet pitch that made the air feel heavy. "Marcus is tracing the IP address of the leak right now. It came from Drake's PR firm twenty minutes ago. I am going to destroy every single lawyer involved in releasing those photos." "Don't touch me," I said. My voice was barely a whisper, but it stopped him dead in his tracks. Valentine flinched, his chest heaving under his white shirt. "Clarissa, please. Look at me. We are going home. The car is waiting downstairs in the private garage. Nobody is going to see you."

Lola said laughing and they both left the balcony. Soon everyone started leaving. “Hey Lola this is for you” Bob said handing over a fancy wrapped small box to her “Thanks Bob that's so nice of you can I open it now" “Yeah sure” Bob placing his hands in his pocket. Lola opened it and saw a pair of silver studs “ OH my God they are beautiful thank you Bob” “You welcome” Bob said hugging her before leaving “Sister in-law a moment please can we go somewhere” Valerio said and Lola followed him to the parking lot.

"You could say that." "Valentine's Day is hell." He says it like a fact, not a suggestion. "Worst holiday ever invented. Just manufactured pressure to prove something that shouldn't need proving." "You're not romantic then." "I was once romantic." His smile was sad. "Then I learned that romance and love are different things. Romance is just performance. Love is simply showing up when it's not pretty." I opened the door wider. I don't know why. Maybe because he's the first person all night who hasn't looked at me with pity or guilt or expectation.

"Don't play dumb. These leaks are too perfect to be internet handwork. Did you leak Jessica's affair? Did you expose my father?" I met her eyes directly and made sure not to blink. "No." "Damien…" "Eva, I didn't leak anything. I woke up to the same notifications as you did. I'm just as surprised as you are." It wasn't technically a lie. I didn't leak anything. Roman did. Well, not Roman but Romos with over 50 million followers across the globe did and news outlets picked it up. She searched my face, clearly not convinced by my words. "You swear you had nothing to do with this?"

Somehow, in his eyes, that had become proof that I had been leaking corporate secrets. As the accusations flooded the group chat like endless waves, I spoke up once more. "For the very, very last time, I did not leak corporate secrets!" Samuel immediately tagged me in the chat and dropped a screenshot, showing the pricing for a new product launch from Declan's company. "Holy crap. Am I seeing this right? Their product is the same type as ours, and their price is only a cent lower than ours!" I froze instantly. I stared at the screenshot he posted over and over again, checking every detail carefully. "That's impossible!"

“I’m already on my way.” I hit the driveway, kill the engine, jog inside. Lana’s in the living room, laptop open, face pale. She looks up. “It’s worse.” I cross to her, see the screen. Front-page gossip blog: “Leaked: Billionaire Roman Vale’s Office Tryst—Topless Stepdaughter Caught After Hours”

“Why.” Valentine’s reflection stared back at her. Older. Harder. Alive. “Because Luther is leverage. And Eryx never wastes leverage.” Mireya crossed her arms. “Then what do you plan to do.” Valentine turned. “I plan to remind the city who I am.” “That will start a war.” Valentine smiled. “The war already started. I was simply not informed.” She reached into her jacket and placed a small data shard on the table. “This contains names. Accounts. Trade routes. Quiet ones. I want everything tied to Eryx flagged, traced, and leaked.”

“We’re not gonna talk about your ex. I just wanna know how you feel. I know it’s shocking and depressing that we have to go through this again, but, baby, I’m here.” “Go. Do whatever you want.” She picked up the remote and turned on the TV. She chose an online movie streaming app and watched a random movie. I stood up and dialed Valentine. He picked up right away as if he was waiting for someone’s call. “Madden, how’s my sister?” “What do you think?” I sat on an accent chair. “I did it.” “What did you do?” I frowned. “I was the one who leaked the photo.” “What? Say it again?” Shock was an understatement. I was quick on my feet after hearing his admission. “Why the fuck did you do that?”

“If you deny this, it will haunt LUX forever. But if you own it—” “It becomes mine,” Sophie whispered. “Yes. And no one can use it against you again.” Camellia waited for Valerie at the satellite lab. When she arrived, the room was already sealed. Valerie froze as soon as the screens lit up. “You leaked to him,” Camellia said, voice calm but dangerous. “I didn’t know it was him,” Valerie said, backing up. “It was just a freelance dump request. I thought—” “You thought you were clever. And he used you.”

I said, pointing at Valerie's nose. Valerie's face darkened from my insults. I had someone escort her out. However, just as we reached the company entrance, she began loudly accusing me of being heartless, not supporting my child, and calculating to leave her with nothing. She thought I would care about saving face and would not dare reveal that she had cheated on me. To her surprise, I immediately turned and posted everything about her and Eugene online, including their chat logs. After posting, I spent a lot of money on promotion, and the video got millions of views. All the online comments criticized her, and not a single person blamed me.