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Chapter 4 My fingers fly over the screen before I can second-guess it, scheduling a live stream for thirty minutes from now. The title is simple: "3 BIG DICKS. 1 USED SLUT. NO LIMITS." I don’t even flinch as I drop the link into my fan group chat, watching the notifications explode instantly. $500 already. $1,000. The numbers climb before I’ve even stood up.

Cindy laughed out loud mockingly. “Then give us two minutes to do so.” And just when Cassandra ended the call and gave Grace the phone, Grace typed some stuff, and before you knew it, she dropped the video too. “She is a bitch! Bitches, I mean!” Grace said and heaved a sigh; immediately she had dropped the video, to the surprise of Cassandra. “Love, you really uploaded those videos?” Cassandra asked; she was also surprised. Because damn! It was disgusting. It will really cause a lot In the internet, it will be termed as leaking nudes and sex tapes of sluts who were having an affair with the famous Alpha, Alpha Nelson, even for the fact that he was married.

He just decided to ignore it as he thought nothing of it. But now, at the library which was always quiet… something was wrong. He quickly pulled out his phone and logged online to the school online forum where the latest school gossip was posted. His eyes widened and he began to tremble as he stared at the headline. “Yo, Everyone. Check Out This Leaked P**n Video of Luke Williams In His Highschool Days. Who Knew He Could Take A Dick So Well At This Age? Look At His Face. Haha.” Luke felt his world tilt on its axis as he read the headline.

That night, I dreamed of a mirror that spoke back. When I woke I was a little less sure that I had been the one to choose anything at all. Kade moved soon afterward not with guns, but with a public leak. A banker in Geneva found a folder on his desk with photographs and emails. The photos were real; the emails were doctored. They showed payments between my account and a human trafficking shell, a frame so vile that it would ruin any reputation. Kade didn’t sign the leak. He didn’t need to. He simply released the file and watched the world’s bloodlust do the rest.

At noon sharp, the joint statement went live: “Damien Blackwood and Kira Holt are in a committed, consensual relationship. Miss Holt’s curatorial achievements are her own, rooted in talent and passion. We ask for respect and privacy as we navigate public interest in our personal lives. Any further unauthorized distribution of private material will be met with legal action.” Nai Asher and Elena Voss both posted strong supportive statements shortly after. But the internet was already on fire. Victor Kane had succeeded in making the leak go viral before our announcement.

Choi slides a sealed envelope across the table. “Evidence,” he says slowly, “that someone inside this company deliberately leaked your photos.” What? What?! “Who?” Ethan demands. Mr. Choi’s eyes flick toward a corner of the room. To the person sitting there with perfect makeup, perfect posture, and a perfect smirk slowly fading… Ms. Kim. Her face drains. Ethan stands so fast his chair screeches across the floor. “Explain,” he says, voice lethal. But Mr. Choi holds up a hand. “There’s more.”

I just realised that I haven't seen them at all. Kim sighed. "A lot of things happened while you were gone," she replied. I furrowed my brows. "What did I miss?" I asked. From the way she looks, it's not good at all. She sighed again. "Jenny was...... Noah spread video and pics of her naked and sleeping with him," she said. My face instantly fell. My goodness. What is wrong with that asshole? Why would he do such a thing to her? "Where is she now?" I asked.

With a mix of anticipation and anxiety, he answered the call. "Hello, Damian. What did you find out?" Sebastian asked, his voice filled with urgency. Damian's voice came through the line, steady and determined. "Sebastian, I've discovered who leaked the video of Kim's public fight to the press. It was Gomes, the big Mexican guy." Sebastian paused on the stairs, unsure of what to do with the information. The Mexican guy had always seemed like an unlikely suspect, but now the truth stared him in the face. "Gomes? Are you sure?"

In it were bank transfer receipts that were dated some weeks back. The exact week my viral scandal broke. The week Michael "leaked" the video that destroyed my life. My eyes blurred as I read the sender's info from A.Q. Holdings. And the recipient was a private offshore account that was linked to a known black-market hacker. It was a Five hundred thousand dollars transfer. With a short line that definitely looked like the words that was written by Adrian. In his unforgettable, cold, and detached tone. "Proceed with the leak and ensure the debt is unpayable. Bring her to the bar on Friday."

“No. NO.” “Two—someone stole a gallery photo of me.” “You are the drama,” she whispered reverently. “Three—Emily hooked up with a photographer who is now very… relevant.” “Oh, my God, it’s like Gossip Girl: European Edition.” “Four—Emily’s nudes got leaked.” Annalise let out an actual shriek. “I saw that! I thought it was a deepfake! Is she okay?!” “She is,” I said, smiling faintly. “Because five—we did a nude shoot in a vineyard to reclaim her image.”