Nora Rose Jean Leak Novels & Stories

They entered without ceremony. Nikolai spoke first, as I expected. “There’s been a leak.” Rohan’s head snapped up. “What kind of leak?” “A reporter,” Nikolai continued, eyes flicking briefly in my direction before returning to his Alpha. “One who’s been shadowing you for weeks. We didn’t detect him early enough. He’s just released images.” Rohan rose to his feet so fast the sheet slipped, forgotten. He didn’t seem to care. “Images of what?”

She reached into the drawer, pulled out a glossy photograph, and slid it across the table with two fingers. Nora’s pulse stuttered. Her stomach turned. Please, not that picture. But it was. She and Noah… kissing. A full breaking, intimate kiss. Whoever was the cameraman captured them perfectly. “Do you know what this is?” Rosa asked, calm as a surgeon. Nora stared at the image, exhaled slowly. “Do I really have to explain?” “You’re an asset to this company,” Rosa said, smiling like she’d rehearsed it in the mirror. “But not to my family.”

MYSTERY EX-GIRLFRIEND CAUSES DRAMA AT BLUEBIRD KITCHEN. My phone buzzed again, a message from Rose. Rose: Nora, don't come to work today Me: Why? Rose: Because Elara Hart uploaded the video herself. The phone slipped from my fingers.

"It's all there, e‍verything from the‍ anonymous leak. The DA's case is a slam dunk b⁠ecaus‌e o⁠f it." The anonymous leak. Kaelan's‌ leak. "And get thi‌s," Lena said, h‍er voice dropping. "There's a new‌, juicy rumor. That tech blogg‍er is claiming Kae‌lan w⁠as the sour‍ce. That he orchestrated the whole thing‌ to ta‍ke ou‌t Thorn‌e."

Nora on the other hand stood to his left, close enough that their arms nearly touched over the files, it was close enough that when she reached for one record her sleeve brushed his, neither of them moving apart. She pulled the first cross-reference sheet toward her, the dates down the left column matching perfectly against Serena's outgoing messages in the phone record beside them, each date highlighted in red where the two matched, eleven out of eleven. "Every single leak," Nora said, her finger moving down the list without lifting from the paper, "every single piece of information that ended up in Serena's messages to that blank contact, it came through a council meeting," Damon stood at

As she thought of how Grayson had not welcomed her presence, her expression became unsightly but she comforted herself with the fact that she managed to tell him that Emma left the Villa without his knowledge Nora’s message came in: *“Photo sent. Also, she’s being watched by another group. Clearly trained. Likely your Grayson.”* Leah’s lips tightened as she looked at the same photo Nora had sent to Grayson. Her fingers gripped the edge of her phone. “Of course he sent someone,” she muttered. “He still cares…” Jealousy surged through her, and for a moment, her composure cracked. --- Grayson stood near the tall window, the early afternoon sun filtering through sheer curtains. The phone in his

“We choose peace.” And for the first time, I dared to believe it might be possible. But the world had other plans. The next morning, just as we were walking into the deposition conference room, Ava caught us in the hallway, her face pale. “There’s been another leak,” she said under her breath. Alexander’s jaw tightened. “From who?” “Not Nora this time.” She swallowed hard. “From her legal team. They’re releasing private communications and emails between you two. Old ones.” I felt the blood drain from my face.

“Then she planted someone higher than we thought.” Lyra monitored investor channels. Market futures dipped slightly but stabilized after the initial shock. “They’re watching for our reaction,” she said. I told her to release no statement. Instead, I instructed her to contact top investors privately through coded briefings, emphasize ongoing audit improvements, and avoid mentioning leaks. “Confidence over clarity,” I said. Roe’s console chimed. He had full trace completion. “Leak executed through internal server, not external hack. Credentials were genuine.” Damon frowned. “Meaning whoever did this had legitimate access.” Marcus muttered, “She’s been building her field from inside.”

Without another word, Zarek stepped out of the room. “I bet he thinks I was referring to my ex mate.” I said checking my hand. Nora took a few steps closer to me. “It’s great if he thinks that way, he mustn’t know we went to Orion, and lastly we have to help Leila keep this a secret.” I smiled. “Zarek is wise and smart, he would know eventually.” I said then I sat on the couch slowly. “So how do we help her now?” Nora asked, her voice low.

Before I could ask, there was a loud knock on the door. Then another. "Sir," came Mary's voice. "You need to see this. Now." Nicholas and I exchanged a look. He opened the door—and in walked Jenna, face pale, holding a tablet. "There's been a leak," she said. "Company-wide." She showed us the screen. It was a video. Nicholas and I were showing on the screen. And it was one night I could never forget. That night in his office. The kiss. The tension. Every second of it.