Lucien Lorraine Leaked Novels & Stories

I kept turning around to smile, to reassure him with my eyes—even as my heart tried to claw out of my chest. Lucien had gone to meet with the PR team after speaking to that journalist, Camilla Dane. He’d made good on his promise to go public, and the media hadn’t wasted a second. Our photos—of Leo, of Lucien holding him outside the penthouse, of me stepping into court—were already all over the internet. Some headlines praised Lucien. Others tore us apart. “Heiress Nurse’s Secret Son” one said. “Billionaire Wolfe Claims Surprise Heir” read another.

Of course, something was wrong, but, Adrain wasn't bothered about it. Then, in the office, Sophie burst into his office, her face pale and eyes wide with urgency. "Sir, you need to see this." Adrian took the tablet she handed him, the blood in his veins turning ice-cold as he read the headline splashed across the screen. EXPOSED: Lucas’s Secret Deals and Shady Transactions Unveiled. His grip on the tablet tightened. Beneath the headline was a leaked report, an exposé detailing years of fraudulent transactions, backdoor dealings, and off-the-record financial manipulations—all under Lucas’s name.

Holding more secrets than I wanted to know. "Should we look?" I asked. "We have to." "I know." I picked up the drive. Turned it over in my hands. "I just don't want to." Lucien took out his laptop. Set it on the dresser. Held out his hand for the drive. I gave it to him. He plugged it in. The screen flickered. A folder appeared. Inside were dozens of files—spreadsheets, photographs, scanned documents. Margaret hadn't been lying. This wasn't a collection of hints and guesses. This was a treasure trove. A confession. A weapon.

“Alaric was the sword. I was merely the architect. Every kingdom needs one.” Vivienne stepped forward, breath ragged. “You knew. You signed my fate. I trusted you.” Lucien didn’t deny it. “You were useful. For a time.” Dorian moved between them. “Your time’s up.” Lucien gestured calmly to the papers. “You came here for the truth? Then take it. Everything is here. The real records. The ones that didn’t burn.” Isolde stared at the pile. “What’s the cost?” she asked.

“Would you tell the man trying to destroy your empire that the real enemy was still watching both of you?” Ava fell silent because she understood immediately. No. Lucas had protected himself first. Just like Adrian had. Everyone in this war kept choosing secrecy over truth. And now innocent people were paying the price. A sharp vibration interrupted the room. Elise looked down at her phone before her expression changed instantly. “Adrian.” He looked toward her. “Someone leaked internal Laurent Global records.” Ava’s stomach tightened immediately. “What records?” Elise swallowed once before turning the screen toward them.

A majority of the journalists crowded around Calista when they realized they couldn't get much information out of Lucian. The wife tearing down the mistress had been a hot topic since time immemorial. Even more so when said mistress was a public figure. Tomorrow's headlines were practically writing itself. With the crowd gathering around, it got congested. Calista had two microphones nearly hitting her in the face in the chaos. Lucian frowned and walked over, passing over Lily. The pale-faced woman suddenly got in his way. "Those photographs that depict you and Calista leaving the hotel. I know it was you who leaked them to the media outlets."

Just that was sufficient to turn the tide. “What is it?” Lucien asked. The man was hesitant, and offered him a tablet. Lucien took it. Looked down. And everything in him went still. “Lucien?” Aria signed from across the room. He took his time to reply. He hadn't seen this coming, after all, for the first time. He slowly swivelled the screen towards her. And Aria saw it. A new leak. Not about her past. Not about financial records. About Lucien.

Caroline continued with more venom in her words as she spoke. My throat went dry and I blinked away my teary eyes. "What are you talking about, Caroline?" She shook her head in disgust. "Did you not all the emails that leaked? It's all the emails you and Lucian sent to each other while he was still married to Ales." She said. What emails? Lucian and I never emailed each other at all. Never once. I swallowed past the rock in my throat. "Where did you see these emails from?" "They're everywhere! Just search it up and it's the first thing you'll find."

“Full council. Closed door.” She nodded slowly. “About me.” “About everything,” he replied. “But yes. You are the center.” Aurelia folded her arms, steadying herself. “Who leaked it?” Lucien hesitated. That pause was the answer. Her voice remained calm. “Say it.” “Mara,” he said quietly. The name landed like a physical blow. Aurelia did not move. For a moment, even breath seemed optional. Her mind rejected the sound of it, searched for alternatives, for context that would make it untrue.

very interesting one.”The clip ended.Adrian looked uneasy.“That interview is spreading quickly.”Seraphina turned toward Lysander.“He is playing with us.”“Yes.”Lysander’s voice had grown colder.“He is.”Adrian hesitated.“There is something else.”“What.”“Someone leaked a photograph online.”Seraphina felt her heart skip.“Of who.”Adrian tapped the screen again.The image appeared instantly.It showed Seraphina leaving the penthouse building earlier that week with Lucian walking beside her.The boy’s face was clearly visible.Seraphina’s breath caught.“No.”The photograph had already been shared thousands of times.Headlines were forming beneath it.THE HEIR OF VIRELL HOLDINGS.A FOUR YEAR OLD AT THE CEN