Scandal Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

The woman was clearly shocked and pushed Alard's head away. "Don't cross the line! I don't know who you are or what you want to do here!" Faye insisted. "What can you do miss? Report to reception?" he asked. Faye shook her head slowly. There was no way he could put himself in danger on the brink. Reporting to the receptionist is tantamount to making rumors spread widely. Faye will be accused of having a scandal with a foreign man in a hotel room. Doesn't that degrade her image as a top model?

And Adrian had more than Rafael did now. Vanessa worked her sources — the journalist who owed her favors, the editor who liked scandal if it didn’t ruin him too badly. She’d drop breadcrumbs: Rafael’s embezzlement, his offshore laundering, the hush money. Scandal was oxygen for people like him — but too much air, and the fire turned back to devour its master. I stayed behind with Tara. I hated it. But Lucian’s breath was a reason to hold back. His tiny heartbeat steady and soft under my palm reminded me that one reckless step could unravel everything.

‘Don’t make me look like I am a villain here and that you’re the victim. A muscle ticked in my neck. ‘Scandal? I haven’t done anything. I haven’t fucked anyone and post it on my social media accounts. So don’t you dare tell me I am creating a scandal.’ Knoxx breathed deeply. ‘Use your brain for a second, will you? That’s not the scandal I am referring to. Let’s go back.’ ‘I won’t. You cannot drag me back,’ I declared, stubbornly.

It was not good for her health, mentally and physically. However, the stronger she wanted to refuse to type a message, the more her curiosity heightened. ‘Does he have a girlfriend?’ Michelle asked. ‘Oh, wait. There was a scandal about him just recently. But the video suddenly disappeared. Were you able to watch that?’ “Scandal?” The creases on Sabrina's forehead deepened. “Gabriel has scandal?!” her eyes widened, feeling horrified at that thought. ‘What scandal?’ she quickly replied. ‘Girl! You're so outdated! It was a video of him in the office with a girl kneeling in front of him! You know..’

Three from Maya, the rest from numbers I didn’t recognize. I sat up slowly, dread already pressing against my ribs. The top notification read: BREAKING: “Knowing The Woman Behind the Scandal.” My stomach dropped. I unlocked the screen. Article after article filled the feed, each one worse than the last. Cassandra Dane reveals new details about her fiancé’s affair with older woman. Exclusive: therapist Olivia Carter, twice-divorced, fired once for ‘emotional misconduct.’ Age gap love or midlife obsession? They had everything. Dates.

People she once called friends were reposting the scandal with captions like ‘Never expected this from her. Her hand shook as she turned the phone off completely. She wanted to disappear. Across the city, in a glass-walled penthouse overlooking the Thames, Roy Sinclair nursed a cup of black coffee, scrolling through his phone with a grim expression. “Mate, you’re trending everywhere,” his friend Aaron said from the couch, smirking. “Not the kind of PR you like, huh? ‘Mystery Billionaire Spends Night with Bride-to-Be.’ Classic.” Roy shot him a sharp glare. “It’s not funny.”

“Zayne, He’s doing this on purpose. Don't give him the satisfaction of a scandal.” On the other side, Amie was frantic, pulling at Edric’s jacket, “Edric, stop it! You’re ruining everything.” I couldn’t tolerate the wrong words about her, leading me to shake with a pure rage that popped veins on my forearm. Edric was gasping for air, but he was smirking, a truly pathetic one. He wished she was my weakness. She could never be. “See?” Edric wheezed. Looking at the cameras starting to flash in the distance, indicating another scandal was about to begin.

Using this psychology, and taking advantage of the mad men concept obsessing over pureness when they, themselves doesn’t do the same, Francesca planned to walk straight to ruination and dim the prospect hope of her being married off to someone else. Perhaps, it would be her supposed betrothed that will feel the pressured by society’s judgment and criticism, and finally took the first step to rejecting her. It doesn’t matter if he will, because the young Feledencian woman would mind less being called scandalous lady again, if it means of saving her freedom to choose the man whom she will be sharing joys and sadness for the rest of her life, and most importantly take the rightful control over

“I bet you already know what this is about. I don't think my explanations will make any difference. You'll agree with me that before you agreed to signing the contract, it is stated that you're not to be linked with any form of scandal.” “I'm not associated with any scandal for God's sake! Why don't you just come out straight about it? Make me understand the offense which I had committed.” “I'll send you an article, but you can trust me, that I lost a lot overnight just to bury these articles of your family's scandal." "M…my family's scandal?” Just then, she placed a news article on top of the desk. Without wasting time, I picked it up and read through it. I went pale and the paper fell off

"So Sandra suddenly wants to go to such lengths to help us?'' ''What do you mean by that exactly?'' ''Nothing babe, that's good news I will ask Santino to help out'' ''There is no need I've got it, Mr Kings.'' ''Do you now?'' What the hell is he doing? ''What's wrong with you? She is trying to help.'' ''I get it. You go ahead.'' He says while looking in Sandra's direction and I can't help but wonder what that was all about. Sandra heads out to pick up the documents as Xavier makes a few calls to ensure the companies are okay and Santino is nearby to protect us both legally and physically. After a few hours, Xavier and I sit in my living room, surrounded by the evidence we have gathered. The