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Chapter 65 The breakfast tray sat untouched on Rose's nightstand, fresh fruit and pastries growing stale in the morning air. She hadn't moved from the edge of her bed for nearly an hour, eyes fixed on the television screen where her life was unraveling in high definition. "Fashion designer Rose Lewis faces new allegations today," the entertainment reporter said, her expression a mask of professional concern that barely concealed her delight in the scandal. "Former associates have come forward with evidence that Lewis engaged in multiple affairs during her European apprenticeship, including relationships with married industry leaders who later promoted her work."

How did it feel now, Aspen? Riding the wave of outrage, I released the unedited bridal shop video and evidence of Aspen bribing Rosalie to smear my name. The internet was furious at being manipulated by her. They dug up her personal information and her history of questionable relationships. One photo caught my eye—it was the original image she had used to accuse me of being intimate with other men. In truth, it was actually Aspen in the photo, just with my face photoshopped onto it. I forwarded the original photo to Adrian, but he never replied—perhaps he was truly in love.

Rosie said. “No way! If there is, it’s not me,” “Then I hope Luke goes back to that woman,” Rosie said before running into her room before I could curse her. Besides, why should I curse her? It’s none of my business anyway, why should I be upset? I went back to my room after not finding anything interesting on TV, I opened my laptop, just browsing my I*******m until a notification appeared, and someone followed my account. @Woodisme? The account is private, I can't see anything and it didn't post anything there either, even the followers are only 1 person, it doesn't use a profile picture, and I don't know if this person is a guy or a girl.

I cut him off sharply. “What the damn hell? I am no Jasmine or shit, please,” I said, rolling my eyes. “I’ll report your Uber account, man. Don’t stress me, old hag.” Imagine this crusty thing, wanting to fuck me? Telling me he sees me on OnlyFans… “What proof do you even have?” I hissed. He pulled out his phone and shoved it toward me. On the screen was a recorded video of me—legs spread wide, a dildo buried inside me.

So he could sneak off and masturbate to a bunch of blonde whores who wouldn’t in a million years do the things they did in those videos to him. It got worse. As I was scrolling through his history, I saw that he’d spent time on Fans Only, where he paid for a premium subscription with a woman calling herself Alexa Villasario. I went into their messages, and saw that he’d also paid for “custom videos”, which were 30 second clips of her masturbating with a dildo and moaning his name. He’d also sent her pictures of his private parts for “dick ratings”. She called him daddy, and they literally had conversations about me, talking about how I drove him to her, and how he loved her with all of his h

She asked again, searching each of their faces for an answer. One of them had a phone in her hand and a TikTok video was on replay. "Let me see that." She said, genuinely worried. Were the girls on OnlyFans like Tanya? She hoped not. The girl hesitated, stuttering. Sofia came closer and took the phone from her. What was this about? She looked at each of them once more, then at the screen. The video was titled, The moment when Amanda kissed Ryan. Sofia was taken aback, what was this?

Fortunately, I didn’t share the photos of me or Brian anywhere since he wanted no one to find out. But there was a new photo of them every day on F******k and I*******m with tons of emojis. I stopped looking at them after a while. It was hurtful to see them, and the photos were a painful reminder of what I lost. “Look here.” Rosie chuckled, showing me the next comment. Jennalovescookies: Now I know you girls are crazy. No one can go to the Cortez’s private estate. Desperate times call for desperate measures. Honeycake18: Well said, @Jennalovescookies. Nice try, Rosie.

FLORENCE’S POV As soon as Rosa and I reached her studio, I immediately grabbed her laptop. My fingers shook slightly as I typed in the gossip websites, terrified of what I might find. The screen quickly filled with images, headlines, and notifications—and there it was. Exactly as Emily had said. Her nude photos were everywhere. “Oh my god…” Rosa whispered behind me, leaning closer to see the screen. “This is so messed up. What sick asshole would do something like this?” Her voice tightened, anger radiating from every word. “I swear to god, when I find him…”

Every nerve ending begging to know what came next. Noah smirked. “Your silence says everything.” He returned to the closet, and when he turned back, he held a small black bag. “I went shopping just for you.” My breath stopped as he unzipped it. “Tell me, Rosalie,” he murmured, pulling out a sleek vibrator, “have you ever used one of these before?” Fuck. “Of course you haven’t.” His laugh was dark. “Virgin Rosalie.” He pressed a button. The hum of the vibrator filled the room.

She rebutted, "I was just looking at how small it is!" "Is that so? So you're here to measure it personally?" he questioned, bending forward a little while staring at her from above. "Big! My ... foot! I just slipped by accident!" Rosie’s face was becoming more and more flushed. She somehow began to feel a little guilty. Rosie had never once seen the sexy naked body of a male throughout the 28 years of her life and hence, she did not know how… hold on a second! That's a lie! As a doctor, which body had she not seen??