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It wasn't a sex tape. Her sister, Amber, noticed the sudden look of relief on her face. A smirk pulled at the corner of Amber’s mouth as she moved in to strike. "Why do you look so relieved, Megan? Tell us, did you do something even worse than what’s in that clip?" Megan shook her head. She glanced at her sister and saw that nasty grin growing wider. There was no doubt about it—Amber was the one who leaked this. "Answer me! Is this what you meant by 'gown fitting'? You went to a party just to pick up random men?" her father barked again.

"That’s Mr. Joseph's ex-wife? Surely, you must be mistaken.” "No, I'm a hundred percent sure about this! That’s Chloe!" Megan had made significant progress in life over the years, having managed to bag a wealthy businessman from Docwood. She took out her phone to capture a photo of Chloe for Xavia. In response, Chloe elegantly swept her bangs behind her ears and warned, "You're not allowed to circulate my photos without my consent. I will sue you for violating my image rights."

The first wave had already hit now we were entering the second phase. Escalation. “Look at this,” Minnie said, leaning closer and pointing at one of the screens. A mid-tier gossip page had reposted one of the “leaked” images. We had no idea where these images came from but it was more than helpful to our cause. The caption read: ***“Sources are claiming Avery Mane may have had ‘arrangements’ with powerful men early in her career. No confirmation yet, but… interesting timing.”*** I let out a quiet hum.

With trembling hands, I opened the trending headlines on my phone. Sure enough, someone had already recorded the video playing on the display screen and uploaded it online. It had instantly become the number one trending topic locally. Just then, several black MPVs pulled up at the company entrance. A group of uniformed officials walked through the crowd. They wore serious, emotionless expressions as they stopped in front of me. One of them held up his badge and said, "Are you Yelena? We've received a report accusing you of exchanging sexual favors for professional benefits. You'll need to come with us."

she told the driver, settling into the back seat. As the car wove through traffic, Lena’s heart began to race—not from arousal, but anxiety. She hadn’t had a “real” job since her brief stint waitressing in college. That was before she discovered how easy it was to make money filming herself. She’d started with solo videos in her dorm room, never imagining she’d become Lux Monroe, a name whispered on forums, typed into search bars, and printed on custom merch. But Lena Morgan wanted to try being more than a fantasy.

Summer slid the phone to Megan. Kate's expression turned stern as she looked at the screen. "Megan, what happened? I asked you about it repeatedly last night, and you swore you didn't know anything. I even assured the upper management that this was an accident and that no one was responsible. Are you trying to sabotage me?" "Ms. Leeds, don't you know what kind of person I am? Why would I send a mentally ill person upstairs for no reason? I don't know who used my account to make those changes!" Megan started to panic.

It was burying my name in the mud, setting the mud on fire, and then dancing on the ashes. “Look, it’s not what it looks like,” I started, holding up my hands in a desperate bid for damage control. “We didn’t sleep together—” “Oh, please, don’t bother lying,” Megan cut in smugly, crossing her arms as if she’d just cracked a high-profile criminal case. “Stupid Maren told me everything. Ian carried you inside himself. From the storm. He literally ordered an omega to bathe you and dress you in his personal clothes. And then you both spent the night behind a locked door.” She raised a perfectly threaded brow. “We know what happened.”

she said, her cheeks flushing slightly. “ why did you change what you wanted to say?” I asked, my eyes narrowing slightly. “It’s nothing, argh.” “Well that’s not the case , Isla has an OnlyFans. She masturbates with sex toys online and she has 25 million subscribers,” she said flatly. I was stunned. “She was even live yesterday.” “Damn, that’s crazy,” I said, shaking my head slowly. “I know, right. I even screen-recorded it. I’d humiliate her just the way she humiliated me,” Maya said, her jaw clenching.

“Owen, for Megan, please. If you don’t mind Vice and Victor. My sister. Huge fan.” “Of course,” Vice slid off the arm of the chair, picking Emily up as if she weighed nothing and depositing her half on his lap, half on Victor’s as he deftly slid under her. Both men wrapped themselves around her as they grinned at Owen, who had dutifully taken out his phone. “Megan’s a fan?” Owen said dubiously as he dutifully took the photo. “She will be,” Emily said with certainty. Megan would drool, she was sure of that, because she was not far from doing the same. She would send a copy to Megan, and keep one for herself, she thought decadently.

Betty said before hanging up. Shine let out a shaky breath. She felt guilty for lying, but she could not exactly tell her work friend that she was leaking milk like a nursing mother despite never being pregnant. She was terrified. Was it a tumor? A hormonal failure? Or was she just losing her mind? A chime from her phone broke her spiral. She looked down to see a notification from her secret OnlyFans account. New Subscriber: User9982 has joined your fan club. User9982 has sent you a tip: $2,000.00.