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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.

Aria said showing her dissatisfaction. "Well, she is the queen. The favourite of Master Simon, she is the only one who had slept with him, more than five times" Poppy mentioned which caught Vera's attention. "What do you mean?" She asked. "Oh" Poppy faced her. "Among everything Isabelle said, the correct thing in there is that Master Simon never sleeps with a sex slave more than twice. But only Isabelle has broken the record, she has slept with the master more than five times, that makes her untouchable" Poppy explained while Vera nodded.

So losing her again didn’t seem that big of a deal. It was still 6 am and there were still 3 hours till she needed to reach college. Siana just sat down on the sofa and stared at the wall. All of a sudden her phone buzzed and she snapped out of her thoughts. She went looking for it and the message that she received puzzled her. “If you wanna know your lover’s secrets, come meet me princess.” Princess…it was the stalker! He even knew about Verona? What did he want to tell her now? And what secrets was Verona hiding?

Once he was gone she looked back and went up to Caden. "You can't be here you need to leave," she demanded. "Then you're coming with me." he fired back. "I have things to do and you are getting in my way. The people here are dangerous and I don't want to deal with anything having to do with you." Caden took the wad of cash from her hands and flipped through it before handing it back to her. "Is all of this just for money? You have plenty of it, Princess. Wait, no, I should not call you Princess anymore, how about Venus."

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He gave her one last, warm glance before heading out. --- Later that afternoon, Naomi arrived, bursting with excitement and caffeine. “Okay, boss lady, good news and chaos news.” Liana laughed. “Start with the good.” “Two major investors reached out,” Naomi said, dropping her bag on the couch. “They want to back your next collection. And—” she grinned, “—they’re legitimate. Not shady at all.” “That’s amazing!” “Now for the chaos part.” Naomi sighed. “Apparently, someone leaked pictures of you and Aiden at your last shoot. The internet is now shipping you two.”

But as he fell asleep holding me, the Queen whispered one final, dangerous temptation in the darkness: You can have this beautiful love… and still have the power. You don’t have to choose. You were never meant to be ordinary. The next morning, while Liam was making breakfast, I received a single text from an unknown number. It was a photo of me from my last major relapse — covered in cum, eyes rolled back in ecstasy, mouth open in a silent scream while surrounded by dozens of men. The caption was simple and chilling: "The Queen misses her throne. Sixty men are ready whenever you are.