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“I don’t think Daniel wants to do this. Helena’s holding something over him—he’s scared. If we can figure out what it is, maybe we can turn him.” Zane frowned, but after a moment, he nodded. “Fine. I’ll send Alex to dig into it. If Helena’s controlling Daniel, we’ll find out how.” Reese Brings News Reese arrived at the estate later that afternoon, her face flushed as she rushed into the library where Maya was reading. “You’re not going to believe this,” Reese said, nearly breathless. “What now?” Maya asked, dread curling in her stomach. Reese shoved her phone into Maya’s hands. “Someone leaked an old photo of you and Daniel from your time overseas. They’re twisting it into a story about an ‘

“I know. I’m sorry, honey.” I set the knife down carefully this time, turning in his arms just enough to face him. “Reese, my mother received photos of you—naked, having sex with another woman. And you still think I don’t mean it when I say I want her dead? Are you fucking serious right now?” I went back to peeling my apples.

That sly grin. "What?" I ask her. She giggles. "Nothing." Josh comes rushing to our table, holding his phone. He's laughing hysterically. "Have you seen this bitch darling? Her nudes were leaked." Wait, what nudes? Could it be Danna? "Who's nudes?" Troy asks. Josh giggles. "Danna Fox. She's so dumb." Oh lord! Her nudes were leaked? But, who did it? If Troy has no clue, then who did it?

*Nina* "Okay, so we'll start with a lead-in featuring a montage of celebrity photo leaks… you know, Kate Upton, Jennifer Lawrence. Then, we're going to cut to the interview, which will last about three minutes. You guys know how we do things..: just keep the energy up and make it nice and conversational," the host explains. We are preparing for the show about cyber shaming, and leaked nudes and I'm sitting on a couch next to Elijah, getting briefed.

“All this time you’ve been walking around the house in those baggy hoodies and loose jeans, pretending to be the perfect innocent little stepsister… and you’re actually Lunar Katt? The masked slut who twerks her ass and spreads her dripping pussy on camera for thousands of guys?” Her mouth fell open and closed several times opened again. Her face had gone completely pale like she was about to pass out. “Please… Nelson, it’s not what you think. I can explain…” I pulled my phone out, opened my secret folder, and hit play. The sound of her own pornstar moans immediately filled the small bathroom. On the screen, Lunar Katt was on all fours, completely naked except for the black mask, back arched

Some sick part of me that wanted dirt on Reese after everything she’d done? The room was dimly lit by a single lamp. Reese had another girl bent over the bed…Harper, one of her fellow cheer bitches. Harper’s short skirt was flipped up over her ass, panties yanked to the side. Reese stood behind her in just a sports bra and tiny cheer shorts, hips snapping forward hard as she fucked Harper with a thick strap-on. The wet slap of silicone pounding into soaked pussy filled the room. Harper moaned loudly, pushing back, her tits spilling out of her top.

Lug Nut I hadn’t met Ailee yet but I was going to. When Ace showed us her picture I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. She looked stunning in the ball gown she was wearing in the picture. I didn't like how those two guys were standing so close to her even if they were her bodyguards. I knew in my gut I had to get to know her but I wasn’t sure why. Now that she was here I knew why. Ailee is meant to be mine. She will be my old lady, my wife. And that was just with one look when she walked in. She is wearing an emerald green sundress that hugged her generous curves. It pushed her tits up just enough to be noticed without being obscene. They were just over a handful but perfect for me. She has a

Krista exclaimed in well-acted shock. "Just some pictures I had laying around. I thought maybe it was time they saw the light of day." I reached down to the pile of pictures at Donna's feet, pulling out a truly damning picture. In it Donna was leaning back in a hot-tub, her arms stretched across the back, eyes closed. Her breasts were well up out of the water, and her nipples were clearly hard. Krista was standing between her legs, and leaning towards her, naked as the day she was born, her delicious ass just hovering at the top of the water.

she asked, her fingers already toying with the tie on her towel. His eyes darkened. "Show me." She let the towel drop. The bikini top followed. Then her bottoms. Naked, she stood in the center of the suite, bare and unashamed, her skin kissed golden by the sun. The camera caught all of her. She dropped to her knees. Adonis grunted. Rylee's hand trailed between her thighs, slow, deliberate, teasing herself as she stared into the phone. She parted her legs, fingers working against her slickness, letting out a soft moan.

A headline screaming across the top of a gossip blog: Billionaire Noah Frost Spotted on Secret Getaway With Mystery Woman #WhoIsShe #FrostAffair #MysteryGirl Pictures. Pictures of me. On the balcony. In his shirt. Laughing. His arms around me. My throat closed. “Dawn…” My voice cracked. “Baby, breathe,” she whispered. “Just breathe.” “But how—how did they get these photos?” I whispered, panic slamming into my chest like a truck. “The island is private.” “Someone leaked it. Someone sold it. This happens with big names.” My eyes filled. “Oh God. Dawn, I look—I look like—like some secret side chick.”