Lucien Lorraine Leaked Novels & Stories

For a long moment, neither of them spoke. Then Zayn asked quietly, “You opened it?” Lucien shrugged, unbothered. “Yes. No password. It was easy.” Most people would have been nervous admitting such a thing. But Lucien’s tone was calm, almost casual. Zayn smirked faintly, then set the tablet down. “And? What did you do with it? Lucien replied honestly. “I played your games.” Zayn raised a brow. “Games?” “Yes,” Lucien said, almost proudly. “It was fun. I won three times.”

“Did you hear? Roxanne’s brother just got caught overdosing.” “I can't believe it, first she steals, and now her brother's a druggie?” My head snaps toward Lucien immediately. He sits at his table in the elite cafe,his form perfectly calm, as he scrolls away on his phone like the king of the school he is, like this barely suprises him, and I knew; He leaked the news. I catch a picture of Roxanne on the blog. Roxanne’s face is pale, and her hands are trembling as she stares at her phone in shock.

"What do you mean?" "When Anthony insisted Marcus betrayed him..." "I believed the papers." "The contracts." "The signatures." "I never asked whether they were real." She stopped kneading. "Don't make my mistake." The words lingered in Sera's mind. Because they weren't really about the past. They were about what was happening now. That afternoon, Lucien gathered his senior executives. No accusations. No raised voices. Only one announcement. "Someone inside this organization leaked confidential information." The room fell silent. Shock spread across every face.

Kairos was standing still, his back to the room, staring out into the outside world beyond. The confirmation of Lucan's deception, the spoofed tracker originating from Velmora, Silas's report of being dismissed from the island all of it pointed to one undeniable truth. In all his years, he would never think that Lucan Vale, his loyal lapdog, would ever betray him under any circumstances.

At the same time, Lily and Johnny's phone numbers were leaked too, and they started being spammed with calls. The streamers who Lorraine had brought with her all scattered away from her as if she had the plague. "You told us how bad she was, but you were the mistress after all! Don't drag us and our accounts into this!" Even some netizens who happened to live nearby came in with rubbish and spoiled eggs, throwing them at Lorraine. Finally, Lorraine seemed to have completely given up on acting altogether. She threw her phone on the ground and scrambled over to grab me. "Ms. Lily, Johnny, we have to get Louis back today!"

He had been watching her since she arrived, waiting for her to say something. She took a deep breath, finally looking at him. “The news got out.” Lucian nodded. “I know. My secretary informed me this morning.” His voice was calm, controlled. “It was leaked. Probably from someone at the party.” Aurora exhaled slowly. “I should have expected this.” Lucian leaned against his desk, arms crossed. “It doesn’t change anything.” She let out a humorless laugh. “Maybe not for you. But it does for me.” She looked down at her hands. “My mom knows, Lucian. She found out before I could tell her myself.”

I said, but my heart swelled. An emergency interrupted, Whitmore, pulling me aside for a quick chat with CEOs and investors about the foundation. "Five minutes," I promised Lucien, kissing his cheek. He nodded, reluctant. The next morning, nursing coffee and a slight hangover, my laptop chimed. Anonymous email. No subject. I opened it. A photo loaded, my world tilted. Lucien at the gala, lips locked with a blonde woman in a red dress.

Ethan thought he could use silence as a weapon, that he could carve doubts into Amara until she turned away. But Lucian had built his empire by tearing down men who underestimated him. And this time, he wasn’t protecting an empire. He was protecting her. The difference was lethal. Lucian’s phone buzzed against the desk. He snatched it up at once, his security chief’s voice crackling through the line. “We traced the media leak, sir. The photos didn’t go directly to the outlets. They were funneled through a shell PR firm—one of Ethan Hale’s frequent contractors.”

"Professor Lucien is so hot." The crowd gasps, murmurs breaking out. The whole student body gasps, some pulling out their phones. “What the hell is going on?” Kiera looks at me. I just shrug. I don’t understand. Curious, Mia leans over a girl’s shoulder to peer at the phone. “Fucking Hallelujah,” she gasps, pulling out her phone too. “Someone posted photos of Lucien on the school forum. Damn, that man is hot.” Mia quickly logs in.

She stared at him, her whole body trembling. “You let me hate you.” Lucien’s voice broke. “I deserved it.” She sank to the floor, burying her face in her hands. “Why didn’t you just tell me from the start?” “Because Elise would’ve come for you. And if she thought you were on to her, she wouldn’t have hesitated.” “I still don’t understand… why would she do it? What could my father have possibly done?” Lucien sat down across from her, a bitter smile ghosting his lips. “He found out about something he wasn’t supposed to know. A money trail. An offshore account. Elise had been laundering money through your father’s company. He was going to expose her.”